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

The garbage storm finally began to die down.

Not because the crowd had suddenly found mercy.

But because the "ammunition" they had brought was basically exhausted.

On the cross, the "Master" who had once looked somewhat presentable no longer even resembled a human.

His body was covered in rotten vegetable leaves and all kinds of unidentified sticky substances. There was even a tattered straw sandal perched on his head.

Foul-smelling liquid slowly dripped down his pale cheeks. He looked utterly miserable, reeking of a nauseating sour stench.

Yet beneath such extreme humiliation and disgrace...

Yu Xiaogang actually raised his head again, trembling.

He opened his mouth, and several rotten leaves fell out. His eyes, plastered shut with garbage, stared fixedly at the viewing platform as he made his final—and most shameless—argument in a hoarse voice like a broken gong.

"Heh... hehehe..."

He laughed, his laughter filled with the relief of surviving disaster and warped smugness.

"Even if! Even if I failed to account for their physical strength, that only proves there were flaws in my theory!"

"But that doesn't mean I plagiarized anything!"

He suddenly raised his voice, his shriek as piercing as a night owl's cry.

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

"On the contrary, that only proves my calculations were correct!"

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

"This is precisely proof of my talent and greatness!"

"You're jealous! Nakedly jealous!"

The moment those words came out...

The entire square fell into an eerie silence once more.

Everyone had been completely stunned by Yu Xiaogang's earth-shattering shamelessness.

He could... explain it like that?!

On the viewing platform.

"Fuck your mother!"

A roar of pure fury exploded without warning!

Demon Bear Douluo shot up