The Sun-Moon Arena shimmered with spirit arrays, its stone floor polished by the steps of countless elites. Disciples of all ranks gathered on the jade platforms surrounding the dueling ring, whispering excitedly.
In the center stood Ye Feng, calm as a mountain.
Gone were the torn robes. He now wore a simple black training uniform, but on him, it radiated menace.
Above him floated his familiar companion:
[Sovereign Slap System v1.0 — Online]▸ Active Buff: Iron Face (Permanent)▸ Current Skills:– Slap Returner (Lv. 1)– Mockery Multiplier (Lv. 1)– [New Passive: Crowd Conqueror Lv. 1]*Effect: Gains +10% Reputation and EXP when slapping someone in front of 20+ witnesses.
System: You really like performing in front of people, huh?
He didn't smile, but the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.
Across from him stood today's opponent—Meng Fan, the Inner Sect's "Crimson Fist," a core disciple known for breaking bones and rules with equal glee. He'd once crushed a junior's arm for stepping on his shadow.
Today, he'd volunteered to "discipline the rebel who assaulted Young Master Liu."
"The sect is watching, trash," Meng Fan cracked his knuckles, grinning cruelly. "After I'm done, even your system will want to uninstall itself."
Ye Feng said nothing.
From the high platform, Elder Sun narrowed his eyes. "Let's begin."
⚔️ [Sect-Wide Challenge: Initiated]
Mission: Survive and CounterattackBonus Objectives:– Land a successful slap in front of 100+ witnesses– Reduce opponent's Reputation by 30+– Cause emotional damage visible from the outer rings
Meng Fan launched forward, fists blazing with crimson qi.
"YOU DARE—!"
But Ye Feng didn't dodge.
[Skill Triggered: Slap Returner (Lv. 1)][Combo Activated: Mockery Multiplier!]
SMACK.
The arena gasped.
Meng Fan spun mid-air, the slap ringing louder than the elders' gongs.
He landed on all fours, spitting blood.
[+100 EXP (Elite Face-Slap Bonus)][+50 Reputation][+1 Public Shockwave Triggered][New Title Unlocked: Slap Saint (Unranked)]
System: That slap reached my circuits. You're evolving.System: Oh wait, you also cracked his jaw. That's… artistic.
Above the arena, stunned silence.
Then—a roar of laughter, gasps, and some outright cheering.
In the crowd, Lin Ruyan froze.
She clutched Liu Wushen's sleeve, but her eyes were glued to the stage.
"He… slapped Meng Fan? In front of the Elders?!"
A crack formed in her composure. The Ye Feng she discarded like trash had returned—no, transformed—into something terrifyingly unshakable.
And beneath her pride… a flicker of regret.
A twinge of doubt.
Did I… misjudge him?
Not far away, the mysterious girl from before—the one with violet eyes and a jade flute tucked in her sash—smiled.
"Interesting," she whispered, brushing a strand of hair from her cheek. "A man who slaps with purpose. I wonder how far he plans to go."
She looked toward the inner circle of Elders.
And so did Ye Feng.
[System Prompt: Bonus Mission Available]
▸ "Slap an Elder's favored disciple next?"▸ "Start making enemies worth slapping?"▸ "Romantic subplots unlocked?"
Ye Feng: "Why not all three?"
System: My man.
📈 Updated Stats
Name: Ye FengTitles: Fallen Genius, Slap SaintLevel: 3Reputation: 130Public Infamy: 2Face-Slaps Delivered: 4Skills:– Slap Returner (Lv. 1)– Mockery Multiplier (Lv. 1)– Crowd Conqueror (Lv. 1)Passives:– Iron Face (Permanent)– Slap-Style Cultivation: 0.2% ProgressNew Buff:– Shockwave Aura (Temporary): +5% damage on next slap