Snatching Another's Love

"First Soul Skill, Wing Blade!"

Yu Feng's cold voice echoed through the air. Combined with his Third Soul Skill, Wind Rising Cloud Surging, he unleashed his most powerful strike.

His brown wings seemed to be coated in a flowing sheen, brimming with razor-sharp intent.

"Come on, I'll stand right here and take your Soul Skill!"

Osler's First Soul Skill enhanced his attack power and speed, while his Second Soul Skill was a slashing attack. Using both Soul Skills at once, he sent out a crescent-shaped blade of light.

Boom!

A violent explosion rang through the sky. The crescent-shaped light was torn apart by Yu Feng, but his speed also dropped sharply. It was no longer possible for him to continue attacking Osler.

"Third Soul Skill, Leopard Shadow Clone!"

Just as Osler and Yu Feng's attacks canceled each other out, a leopard-shaped phantom shot out from Osler's body. Waving its claws, it swiftly tore toward Yu Feng.

Rip!

Faced with this sudden attack, Yu Feng was still dazed by Osler's first strike. It was already too late for him to use another Soul Skill.

Besides, he understood that even if he did use one, he still would not be able to block this attack.

His Third Soul Skill was flight, while Osler's Third Soul Skill was an offensive one. He simply could not stop it!

A flicker of pain came over him, and Yu Feng saw that the clothes on his upper body had been shredded. Three wounds had appeared across his chest. Though shallow, they still seeped blood.

But he knew that Osler had held back.

"I lost."

After landing on the ground, Yu Feng covered his wounds. Intense pain surged through him as he spoke in humiliation.

The injuries on his body were nothing. The wound in his heart was the true source of his pain.

His youth was over. He had lost the woman he loved!

Yu Feng then took out the bouquet from his Soul Tool, along with the ring, and handed them both to Osler.

Osler accepted the flowers and ring, smiling faintly. "Don't be sad. You'll find the woman you love someday."

The surrounding onlookers also burst into startled exclamations.

"Who would've thought that despite having the same Soul Power, Osler would be so much stronger than Yu Feng!"

"What do you know? Flying-type Soul Masters only become truly powerful later on. If Yu Feng didn't have so few offensive Soul Skills right now, how could he have lost to Osler?"

The two main figures ignored the onlookers and turned their gazes toward the woman they had been longing for.

Then!

Osler's smile gradually froze, while Yu Feng's face filled with confusion.

"Did you see that?"

"I think I did..."

"Beside Lingling... is there a man sitting there?"

"Damn it! Not 'I think'—there really is a man sitting beside her!"

Osler rubbed his eyes. After confirming it again, he immediately let out an angry roar.

They had fought so hard to determine a winner, only to find that someone had swooped in and stolen the girl!

"Kid, how dare you bully Lingling!"

Osler had yet to dispel his Martial Soul Possession. Holding the flowers, he flashed over to Mu Zhe and Ye Lingling in an instant.

He instinctively assumed that Mu Zhe was bullying Ye Lingling.

After all!

Ye Lingling had never taken the initiative to interact with boys.

Although Ye Lingling was helpful and enjoyed treating others, she always kept her distance. If the person she was treating was a man, she would even stay several meters away.

How could such a pure and spotless girl possibly allow a boy to sit beside her!

The onlookers, who had been about to disperse after Osler and Yu Feng's fight ended, immediately gathered again, erupting into cries of surprise.

"Gasp, why does this plot feel so familiar? Isn't this like snatching someone's love in those storybooks?"

"Obviously. Do you think we can't see that? But if you want to steal someone's love, you need the strength to back it up!"

"Clearly, this pretty boy doesn't have that kind of strength."

Someone in the crowd said sinisterly. He hated two kinds of people most: those more handsome than him, and those popular with women. Mu Zhe happened to be both.

He could not help but feel jealous. Why could this pretty boy earn Senior Ye Lingling's favor?

Judging by this pretty boy's age, he probably was not very strong. He felt that he could beat him himself without even needing Osler to step in.

"Kid, get away from Lingling!"

Osler's face darkened as he gritted his teeth. His fists clenched tightly, making crackling sounds.

"And what if I don't? Lingling is my girlfriend!"

Mu Zhe raised a provocative eyebrow at Osler, then reached out and pulled Ye Lingling into his arms.

Gasp!

Sharp intakes of breath rose from the crowd.

They had actually started getting handsy!

Today, they might get another good show—these two would probably start fighting soon!

"Lingling, this isn't true, right? Say something! As long as you say the word, I'll stand up for you!"

Only then did Osler realize that something was wrong. Ye Lingling was not resisting at all. On the contrary, she seemed to be enjoying it?

Half his heart went cold in an instant. The other half was kept warm by faith in his own strength.

If Ye Lingling truly chose to throw herself into that pretty boy's arms today, then he would no longer restrain himself. He would use his strength to take everything he wanted!

With Mu Zhe's arm around her waist, Ye Lingling immediately felt a wave of shyness. This was far too bold—there were so many people around!

And Mu Zhe had even declared that she was his girlfriend.

Because of the flaws in her Martial Soul, Ye Lingling had always disliked interacting with boys, until she met Mu Zhe—a man of formidable strength, vast knowledge, and someone who had once helped her.

In that instant, Ye Lingling no longer wanted to care about the flaws in her Martial Soul. If she rejected him, Mu Zhe would definitely leave her again. This time, it might not be for three years—

Perhaps it would be forever!

Ye Lingling gathered her courage and reached out with her delicate hand to hold Mu Zhe's. She nodded at Osler and Yu Feng. "This is my boyfriend, Mu Zhe."

Crack!

Crack!

This time, it was not just Osler and Yu Feng. Even the boys around them unconsciously stopped breathing, as though they had heard the sound of glass shattering.

No! Why?!

What had this pretty boy done to deserve this? The goddess had truly fallen into his arms!

"No, that's impossible! You must have threatened Lingling, didn't you? Do you dare compete with me?"

Osler's eyes immediately reddened. After taking a closer look at Mu Zhe's clothes, he found that he did indeed look like a top-tier noble.

He must have used his family's influence to force Ye Lingling! Otherwise, how could Ye Lingling possibly fancy a pretty boy like him?!

If they compared strength, he would not lose!

"And me!"

Yu Feng spoke up as well. He could accept losing to Osler, but losing to some pretty boy who had stolen the woman he loved? He refused to accept that!

Still, he harbored a small thought of his own, praying that Mu Zhe would be a little stronger.

If Osler lost, and then he defeated this pretty boy, wouldn't he be able to recover the face he had lost earlier?

Mu Zhe smiled. He had to admit, these face-slapping, show-off scenes really were satisfying. He did not know whether readers found them satisfying, but he certainly did!

Suddenly, the temperature between heaven and earth seemed to drop. Quite a few bystanders unconsciously tightened their clothes, followed by another round of sharp gasps.

One slow-witted person looked at his companion in confusion.

"Have you been shocked so many times today that your tongue's gotten tied?"

"Tied my ass! Open your damn eyes and look—the surroundings really have gotten colder!"