"You know how powerful Sir Dugu is! Kneel and apologize now, or none of you will become teachers or students of Heaven Dou Royal Academy!"
Xue Beng suddenly spoke with venom. Since they dared to kick his face, they must suffer the consequences. Otherwise, his hatred would never be appeased.
"You little brat!" Prince Xue Xing glared at Xue Beng. He hadn't planned to spell things out—just using Dugu Bo to pressure them would've been enough. But this idiot had to make it explicit.
Whatever. It's not like they could do anything about it.
"So arrogant!" Flender's expression darkened.
"Ding! Dialogue modification task triggered."
[Xue Beng arrogantly says: "Hmph, assaulting a prince is a serious crime. Slap yourselves a few times, and this matter ends here."]
Zhang Fan's eyes turned cold. This Xue Beng was truly insufferable. He immediately changed the word "yourselves" to "myself."
"Ding! Dialogue modification successful. Reward: 30 modification points."
Xue Beng proudly declared, "Hmph, assaulting a prince is a serious crime. I'll slap myself a few times, and this matter ends here."
Slap! Slap! Slap!
Xue Beng immediately began ruthlessly slapping his own face, leaving Prince Xue Xing dumbfounded.
"Xue Beng! What are you doing?!" Prince Xue Xing roared, completely baffled. Was this idiot suddenly slapping himself?
Brain-dead? Insane?
Slap! Slap! Slap!
Xue Beng kept hitting himself, his face twisting, blood trickling from his mouth. His cheeks swelled like a pig's.
Everyone else was stunned.
"Prince Xue Beng is really… collapsing? What's going on?!" Meng Shenji looked utterly lost.
Zhi Lin didn't know what to say. Xue Beng had always been arrogant, but now he'd gone mad, continuously slapping himself.
"Uh…" Dugu Bo's usually cold face was now filled with confusion. Was this prince insane?
Slap! Slap! Slap!
The sound of face-slapping was deafening. Prince Xue Xing's expression darkened. "Enough!" He stepped forward to stop it.
But Xue Beng kept slapping himself like a machine, as if controlled by strings.
"What the hell?!" Prince Xue Xing found himself unable to stop him.
Zhang Fan focused, and a plot modification window appeared before him.
[Prince Xue Xing cannot stop Xue Beng from slapping himself and looks grim.] (Editable: 4 characters.)
Zhang Fan added: "slaps himself too."
Prince Xue Xing cannot stop Xue Beng from slapping himself, looks grim, slaps himself too.
Slap! Slap! Slap!
Suddenly, Prince Xue Xing also began frantically slapping his own face.
Slap! Slap! Slap!
Prince Xue Xing looked just as bewildered, his mind on the verge of collapse. He couldn't control himself.
He cried out in pain, his face burning.
Dugu Bo was stunned again. "Prince Xue Xing, what are you doing? Have you lost your mind?!"
"I don't know! I can't control myself!" Prince Xue Xing was terrified by his own actions.
Meanwhile, Xue Beng had slapped himself to tears. "Wahh… Uncle… I'm scared! I can't stop!"
Prince Xue Xing was equally panicked. "I'm scared too! This is insane!"
Slap! Slap! Slap!
A prince and a亲王 (qīnwáng) were now slapping themselves silly.
Not only were Meng Shenji and the others dumbfounded, even Dugu Bo was speechless.
"These two have truly lost it!"
Dugu Bo couldn't take it anymore.
"Huh… Never thought I'd see fellow sufferers!" Yu Xiaogang watched excitedly, as if seeing long-lost kin.
Tang San froze, recalling his own past humiliations. He didn't feel good seeing others lose control—it reminded him he could snap at any moment.
"Hahaha!" Xiao Wu was thrilled. "Serves them right! This is divine punishment!"
"Exactly! Well done! Gods… thank you!" Ning Rongrong also praised the heavens.
Zhu Zhuqing nodded in agreement.
Dai Mubai, Ma Hongjun, and Oscar were equally delighted.
"This is… interesting!" Flender, who had been in a foul mood from their earlier arrogance, now felt much better.
The other teachers felt the same.
"Enough!" Dugu Bo's face darkened. "Stop this at once!"
He unleashed his powerful soul power, forcing Prince Xue Xing and Xue Beng to halt.
But their faces were already swollen beyond recognition.
"Haha—" Xiao Wu almost burst out laughing, but Ning Rongrong covered her mouth.
The three committee members had never seen such an absurd scene.
"Alright… This isn't over! Continue!" Prince Xue Xing, his face swollen from self-slapping, was furious.
"Fine!" Dugu Bo, though displeased, still wanted to test the strength of these youths who had crushed the Imperial Team.
After all, his granddaughter had cried because of them—this grudge wouldn't be forgotten.
"Ding! Plot modification task triggered."
[Xue Beng prepares to spit.] (Editable: 3 characters.)
Zhang Fan grinned mischievously and changed "spit" to "swallow a bomb."
"Ding! Plot modification successful. Minor insanity. Reward: 60 modification points."
Xue Beng opened his mouth, ready to swallow a bomb.
BOOM!
Black smoke erupted from his mouth, engulfing him entirely.
"Ah—" Everyone was stunned, staring at Xue Beng.
His lips had swollen into a grotesque, gorilla-like pout, continuously puffing smoke.
The sight was beyond ridiculous.
"Uh…" The crowd was dumbfounded.
"Xue Beng… are you okay?" Prince Xue Xing stared blankly at his nephew. What was happening? Why had his mouth just exploded?
"Ah—" Xue Beng collapsed backward, smoke still billowing from his mouth.
"Hahaha!" Xiao Wu couldn't hold back. "This guy's hilarious! Did he just… eat something explosive?"
"Maybe?" Ning Rongrong tilted her head, puzzled.
Zhu Zhuqing was equally confused.
The three committee members had no words.
Dugu Bo's face darkened to the extreme. Was Xue Beng here to be a joke? First slapping himself, now his mouth exploding?
Prince Xue Xing also felt like allying with these clowns had been a mistake.
(End of Chapter)
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