Xue Beng's Identical Set Meal! A Major Social Death Scene Is About to Unfold!

The garbage storm is finally gradually subsiding.

It wasn't because everyone had acted out of kindness.

Rather, it's because they've basically run out of "ammunition."

On the cross, the "Grandmaster" who once looked respectable was now completely unrecognizable as human.

He was covered in rotten vegetable leaves and various unidentified sticky substances, and even had a tattered straw sandal on his head.

A foul-smelling liquid slowly dripped down his pale cheeks, making him look extremely disheveled and emitting a nauseating sour stench.

However, under such extreme humiliation and humiliation...

Yu Xiaogang, surprisingly, once again, raised his head, trembling slightly.

He opened his mouth, and a few rotten vegetable leaves fell out. His eyes, covered in garbage, stared intently at the reviewing stand, and in a hoarse, broken voice, he uttered his final, and most shameless, excuse.

"Heh... hehe..."

He laughed, a laugh filled with the relief of surviving a disaster and a twisted sense of triumph.

"Even if I didn't take their physical strength into account, that only means my theory has flaws!"

"But that doesn't mean I plagiarized!"

He suddenly raised the volume, the sound like the hooting of an owl, extremely piercing.

"So what if your Spirit Hall has records of it?!"

"That would actually prove that my calculations were correct!"

"I, Yu Xiaogang, have independently deduced the same conclusion as that found in your Spirit Hall's ancient texts through my own wisdom!"

"This, in fact, proves my talent and greatness!"

"You're just jealous! It's blatant jealousy!"

Upon hearing this,

The entire square fell into an eerie, deathly silence once again.

Everyone was completely stunned by Yu Xiaogang's shocking and shameless remarks.

Is it even possible to explain it like that?!

On the viewing platform.

"Fuck your mother!"

A roar filled with pure rage exploded without warning!

Demon Bear Douluo jumped up from his seat with a "whoosh". His rugged face was full of muscles, his eyes were wide like copper bells, and his Soul Power surged around him, even the air began to distort!

He pointed at Yu Xiaogang on the cross, trembling with anger.

"You son of a bitch! I've never seen such a shameless bastard in my entire life!"

Judging from their posture, they wished they could rush down right then and there and slap Yu Xiaogang, crucifix and all, into the ground!

"Magic Bear! Sit down!"

With a low shout, Golden Crocodile Douluo unleashed a powerful aura that forced the enraged Demon Bear Douluo back into his seat.

The Demon Bear Douluo was panting heavily, his chest heaving violently, but in the end he didn't dare to act rashly again. He just stared intently at Yu Xiaogang, his eyes seeming as if he wanted to skin him alive.

Not only him, but all the elders of the Spirit Hall were now ashen-faced, furious at Yu Xiaogang's shameless remarks that had crossed all boundaries.

They copied something, then claimed it was independently developed, and even said the person whose work was copied was just jealous? What kind of utterly ridiculous and absurd logic is that?!

"Evidence?"

Bibi Dong parted her red lips slightly, her voice carrying a hint of mockery.

"Good!"

"Then I'll make you give up completely!"

She was preparing to order her subordinates to retrieve the irrefutable evidence that had been prepared long ago, evidence enough to nail Yu Xiaogang to the pillar of shame.

But just then...

At the very center of the viewing platform, Lin Feng, who had been lazily leaning against his throne as if he were about to fall asleep, finally moved.

[Host, this woman is too long-winded. Interrogating a criminal is like acting, with all the setup and evidence.] The system's sarcastic voice rang out in his mind at just the right moment. [This system suggests a direct physical exorcism or mental Destruction; that would be more efficient.]

Lin Feng didn't even bother to lift his eyelids, inwardly grumbling, "What do you know? This is called a sense of ritual. But... it is indeed a bit slow."

He yawned, rested his chin on his hand, and finally deigned to look away from Zhu Zhuyun's graceful curves and focus his gaze on Yu Xiaogang, speaking casually.

"No need for that trouble."

Trouble?

Bibi Dong was slightly taken aback.

In front of hundreds of thousands of people, with thunderous force and irrefutable evidence, she completely crushed all of Yu Xiaogang's sophistry, ruining his reputation. In Bibi Dong's eyes, this was a trial, a revenge, and a thoroughly enjoyable drama.

But in the eyes of the senior, this was actually just... trouble?

In the brief moment that Bibi Dong was stunned...

Lin Feng extended his slender index finger, pointed it towards the direction of the cross, and casually flicked it.

There was no fluctuation of Soul Power, no oppressive aura.

Only a tiny, insignificant golden speck of light, seemingly embodying the concept of "truth," drifted leisurely from his fingertips.

The point of light appeared to move slowly, yet it seemed to disregard space and distance, locking onto its target in an instant. Before it, any attempt to dodge or resist was utterly meaningless.

The moment Yu Xiaogang saw that golden light, his face, which had just been filled with shamelessness and smugness, suddenly lost all color!

"What do you want to do?!"

"What exactly do you want?!"

He writhed wildly on the cross like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, his hoarse screams filled with extreme terror.

"You want to kill me?!"

"You're trying to kill me to silence me! You're trying to kill me to cover your tracks!"

His piercing screams elicited no sympathy from anyone. All eyes were fixed on that tiny point of golden light.

However, to everyone's surprise...

The golden light shimmered and floated to Yu Xiaogang's front, then gently drifted into his brow.

One second.

Two seconds.

Ten seconds passed.

Nothing happened.

There was no explosion, no screams, not even a trace of pain on anyone's face.

On the cross, Yu Xiaogang's expression, contorted with fear, slowly froze. He subconsciously checked his body; there was no pain, no unusual sensation, nothing at all.

"That's... all?"

Yu Xiaogang was stunned. The relief of surviving the ordeal and the immense confusion welled up in his heart at the same time. He even subconsciously felt a ridiculous sense of pride.

What a charade! This Xiao Bai must have been infuriated by my flawless excuse earlier, so he's resorting to this charade to scare me! And what happened? It was completely useless!

Thinking of this, Yu Xiaogang's posture seemed to straighten up a bit more.

And just then...

On the viewing platform, Lin Feng withdrew his finger, not even bothering to glance at Yu Xiaogang again. He simply turned his head and casually spoke to Bibi Dong, who was still somewhat dazed beside him.

"If you want to know anything, just ask him now."

Upon hearing this,

Bibi Dong's beautiful amethyst eyes trembled suddenly.

As she gazed at Lin Feng's handsome profile, a bolt of lightning seemed to strike her mind!

Could it be... could it be that?!

A scene that had just unfolded not long ago, still fresh in her memory, instantly flashed into her mind.

Xue Beng, a prince of the Heaven Dou Empire.

Because of a casual remark from a senior, I couldn't help but blurt out my truest and most rebellious thoughts in public!

That scene, which could only be described as a social disaster, is still vivid in my mind!

Did the senior use the same method on Yu Xiaogang?