Douluo Continent: Dark Demon God Biao, inheriting the position of an evil god

Chapter 68 Wang Dong: What are you looking at? Haven't you ever seen a handsome guy get beaten up before?
Dai Yuntian's movements were extremely simple.

There were no spirit rings or fancy decorations; only a terrifying aura suddenly erupted.

During this time, the Dark Demon Evil God Biao's martial spirit was released.

Simply by relying on speed, it left a faint afterimage in place.

Extremely fast!

Wang Dong felt a blur before his eyes.

An indescribable sense of oppression pressed down on him like a mountain, and he didn't even have time to make any effective reaction.

Then I saw a hand wrapped in profound soul power rapidly enlarging in my field of vision!
Snapped--! ! !
A crisp, clear slap echoed throughout the open space.

Time seemed to freeze at this moment.

Dai Yuntian's palm slapped Wang Dong squarely across the face.

For someone who has already reached level 49, there is no need to use soul skills to fight such a fragile assassin.

Pure physical strength is enough to kill instantly.

And he controlled his strength perfectly.

It did not cause serious bone damage, but the hidden force it contained instantly broke through Wang Dong's mental defenses.

Wang Dong's eyes rolled back, and he lost consciousness on the spot.

The dazzling wings of the Goddess of Light behind him and the spirit ring beneath his feet instantly dissipated and vanished without a trace.

After doing all this, Dai Yuntian quickly withdrew his martial spirit.

He believed that his speed just now was so great that almost no one could see his martial spirit.

If anyone can see it clearly, just say it's the Dark Holy Tiger.

Anyway, no one can tell the difference between the Dark Holy Tiger and the Dark Demon God Biao.

The entire open space was deathly silent!

The onlookers stared in disbelief at the black-haired boy standing in the center of the field, and the blue-haired "boy" who had fainted at his feet.

one move?
No, it can't even be considered a move!
It was just a glance, a slap!

Wang Dong, at level 24, possesses the top-tier martial soul, the Goddess of Light Butterfly, and a second soul ring of a thousand years, making him one of the strongest among his peers.

Just like that... he was instantly killed?!

No one could even see clearly what Dai Yuntian's martial soul was!

This stark contrast caused everyone's brains to briefly freeze.

Huo Yuhao's expectant expression froze instantly, turning into utter shock and a hint of fear.

He had hoped that Wang Dong could teach Dai Yuntian a lesson, but he did not expect the result to be such a crushing defeat.

Huo Yuhao even had a slight doubt in his heart.

If the son of his enemy is so strong, does he still have any hope of revenge?

The Heavenly Dream Ice Silkworm in the mental space sensed the violent fluctuation in Huo Yuhao's state of mind and quickly said, "Yuhao, don't panic, I'm here for you. When you reach level 20, I'll give you a big gift."

Xiao Xiao covered her mouth, her eyes wide open.

Looking at the unconscious Wang Dong, and then at Dai Yuntian, who had withdrawn his hand and looked completely calm, his eyes lit up, and he muttered to himself, "This person looks like Dai Yuntian."

After so many years, Dai Yuntian's appearance in her memory has become almost blurry.

However, the scene of instantly killing Xu Sanshi back then left the deepest impression on Xiao Xiao, except that it was done with her fists.

After a brief silence, a sudden uproar erupted from the crowd.

"I...I didn't see wrong, did I? The guy over there got knocked out with a slap?"

"Instant kill! This is a true instant kill!"

"Did he just use his martial spirit? I didn't see anything clearly."

"Hiss... To be honest, I didn't see it clearly either. Are all the freshmen monsters?!"

Dai Yuntian waited for a few minutes and saw that Wang Dong was still lying on the ground without moving, showing no signs of waking up.

He was very confident in his control of his strength and definitely did not seriously injure the other party. Logically speaking, the other party should only be unconscious for a while at most, and should be awake by now.

Dai Yuntian couldn't help but squat down and pat his cheek: "Hey, wake up, you're not allowed to sleep here."

He knew perfectly well that the kid was probably faking it.

After all, being slapped unconscious in front of everyone is an incredibly humiliating experience.

Anyone in that situation would probably be too ashamed to immediately "wake up" and face reality.

Sure enough, the moment he finished speaking.

Wang Dong's long eyelashes trembled almost imperceptibly.

This subtle change did not escape Dai Yuntian's notice. He chuckled inwardly but did not point it out.

Since you like to pretend, then let you pretend to your heart's content.

Instead of getting up to leave, Dai Yuntian adopted an even more "concerned" tone:

"Oh no, did I hit him too hard and really damage Young Master Wang's brain? Looks like I need to get him to the infirmary right away..."

"You're the bad one!"

Wang Dong jerked his eyelids open instantly, his face flushed red, like a cat whose tail had been stepped on: "I... I just wanted to lie on the ground because it was cooler there, can't I lie down a little longer!"

"Okay, why not?"

Dai Yuntian suppressed a laugh and stretched out his hand: "Are you done cooling off? There are so many people around now, I'd be ashamed if not you."

"Who wants you!"

Wang Dong slapped his hand away, grimaced as she got up, rubbing her burning cheeks, still arguing with him.

"Hmph, just now... I slipped! That doesn't count. You wait, once I've recovered, I'll give you a three-hundred-round battle!"

Dai Yuntian crossed his arms and looked at him, nodding: "Okay, I'm ready anytime, but you'll have to wash my clothes until you defeat me..."

He practically repeated Wang Dong's unfair terms again, and even added a few more.

Why should I wash your clothes? And your socks too?

Wang Dong could understand the earlier parts, but wasn't the later part too outrageous?
"you lose."

"I meant why I should do your laundry, not this."

"you lose."

"No, can't you speak properly?"

"Since you've already lost, are you going to admit it or not? Does our young master Wang really think he can go back on his word?"

Dai Yuntian deliberately used a high-pitched voice to tease him.

"you--!"

Wang Dong was speechless with anger. After holding it in for a long time, he finally managed to utter, "You win!"

After saying that, he could no longer bear the stares of the onlookers and just wanted to escape this embarrassing "socially awkward scene" as soon as possible.

The crowd of onlookers remained firmly entrenched, leaving him with nowhere to go.

Just then, a girl with neat short hair and rosy cheeks mustered up her courage and ran out from the crowd, blocking Wang Dong's way.

She nervously handed over a box of chocolates, saying shyly, "Um, classmate, wait a minute! Can you tell me which class you're in? I... I'd like to get to know you."

Wang Dong was furious, his mind filled with the humiliation of being slapped unconscious and the embarrassment of being watched by onlookers. He had no interest in dealing with people trying to chat him up.
He didn't even glance at her, and with extreme impatience, reached out and slapped the girl's chocolate away.

"Get out of the way, don't block the way."

Then, Wang Dong seemed to be venting all his pent-up frustration.

He raised his head, glared fiercely at the onlookers, and almost roared:
"What are you looking at? Haven't you ever seen a handsome guy get beaten up? What's so interesting about that? Get out of my way!"

That shout instantly startled the girl who had tried to pick her up.

It also silenced the surrounding crowd for a moment.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Wang Dong, like an eel, lowered his head, covered his face with his arm, and ran back to his dormitory without looking back.

The short-haired girl left standing there instantly had tears welling up in her eyes. She was overwhelmed with grievance and embarrassment, and tears were about to spill over.

Just then, a calm voice sounded beside her:

"Don't punish yourself for other people's lapses in judgment."

"Victory and defeat are common occurrences for Soul Masters, but to take one's anger out on those who are not involved is to lose one's composure."

Dai Yuntian had walked up to her without her noticing, picked up the box of chocolates from the ground, and handed it to the girl: "Next time, remember to pick an idol with good manners."

Upon hearing this, the short-haired girl raised her head and met Dai Yuntian's calm eyes. Two blushes involuntarily rose on her cheeks, and the grievances in her heart were instantly dispelled by these words.

She bit her lower lip lightly and whispered, "Thank you... thank you, this is for you."

She then lowered her head and quickly left the place of trouble.

This action immediately resonated with the surrounding students.

"Well said!"

"Exactly! So what if it's a second-generation soul ring after a thousand years? What's so great about that? What kind of skill is it to throw a tantrum at a girl!"

"Look at him, he's still so classy even after winning..."

"That guy was really awful, taking his loss out on others."

(End of this chapter)