Moved by Lust at First Sight

"Hmph, you won't escape."

In a Soul Beast Forest somewhere along the border between the Heaven Dou Empire and the Star Luo Empire, two scar-faced men were chasing a curvaceous woman.

No, they're Soul Elders. I'm no match for them. I have to shake them off quickly.

The curvaceous woman glanced at the two scar-faced men constantly closing in behind her and kept increasing her speed.

But she was only a Soul Grandmaster. Even as an agility-type Soul Master skilled in speed, she would still be caught if this continued.

As the woman considered how to escape her pursuers, she suddenly spotted a handsome man in the distance.

The moment Zhu Zhuqing saw the handsome man, her eyes lit up.

Anyone who could appear in this wild Soul Beast Forest had to be a Soul Master, and his strength could not be weak. Perhaps her way out lay with him.

Just as the woman prepared to accelerate, one of the scar-faced men suddenly sped up and instantly closed in on her.

"Second Soul Skill, Fierce Claw."

"Not good!"

Seeing the Blood Claw suddenly strike from close range, the woman was horrified and quickly tried to dodge.

But with the strength of a Soul Grandmaster, she was still a step too slow against a Soul Elder's full-force attack.

Screech!

A Blood Claw swept past her, instantly tearing open the woman's black leather bodysuit and leaving a bloody wound beneath her shoulder.

"Ugh!" The injured woman clutched her wound, endured the pain, and continued running toward the man in the distance.

"Hmph, after taking one of my Fierce Claws, do you think you can still escape?"

As the scar-faced man spoke, his face filled with excitement at the thought of the woman's bounty.

The other scar-faced man's gaze roamed over the woman's face and figure. He was practically drooling.

Clutching the wound on her shoulder, the curvaceous woman saw that the man in the distance had stopped and hurried toward him.

The man who had stopped was naturally Wang Feng.

As he was leaving the Soul Beast Forest, Wang Feng had heard sounds of fighting nearby. Curious, he had stopped to take a look, only to see a curvaceous, breathtakingly beautiful woman being pursued.

With such an explosive figure, there was no doubt that she was Zhu Zhuqing, the youngest of the Shrek Seven Monsters from the original story.

Among the seven at Shrek, Wang Feng liked her the most. Diligent and persistent, strong-willed, never admitting defeat—her personality was the most outstanding.

"What a coincidence."

Seeing Zhu Zhuqing, Wang Feng felt a trace of suspicion.

In the original story, Zhu Zhuqing had come from the Star Luo Empire. To reach where Shrek was located, she could indeed pass through this Soul Beast Forest at the border of the two great empires.

"Hmm, she's seriously injured."

Wang Feng looked at the wound on Zhu Zhuqing's shoulder, somewhat puzzled.

In the original story, Zhu Zhuqing had safely reached Shrek Academy. Yet now, she had been injured.

After thinking for a moment, he understood. The original story was still just the original story. Now that he, a butterfly, had flapped his wings, things were bound to be different.

With a thud, Zhu Zhuqing, who had been running toward Wang Feng, seemed to reach the limit of her stamina. When she was not far from him, she fell toward him.

Wang Feng instinctively caught the curvaceous beauty. As he studied her delicate, beautiful face, his heart stirred.

Love at first sight? No, it should have been lust at first sight.

With just that glance, Wang Feng admitted that he had taken a liking to Zhu Zhuqing—or rather, he was lusting after her body.

Really, he had already liked Zhu Zhuqing very much when he saw her in the animation. Now that he was seeing the real Zhu Zhuqing with his own eyes, Wang Feng's heart immediately began to race.

He did not care about any original-story pairing or that worthless Dai Mubai. He wanted to try winning Zhu Zhuqing over.

As Wang Feng was thinking this, the two scar-faced men caught up.

"Let her go. This chick is someone Song Qian wants."

"Young man, I advise you to eat more and mind your own business less. Let her go now, and I, Song Ming, may spare your life."

The moment Song Qian and Song Ming arrived, they threw out threats at Wang Feng, while Spirit Rings appeared around them.

Yellow, yellow, purple.

White, yellow, purple.

Two Soul Elders, and one of them even had the optimal Spirit Ring configuration. No wonder Zhu Zhuqing had been no match for them.

Zhu Zhuqing, exhausted and leaning against Wang Feng, grew nervous.

If Wang Feng truly handed her over, there was no need to imagine what would happen to her.

She could not help raising her face, her pair of captivating, large eyes looking at Wang Feng.

What a handsome man!

With only one look, Zhu Zhuqing was startled by Wang Feng's looks.

Men liked beautiful women, but beautiful women liked handsome men too.

"You want me to let her go? Fine."

It's over!

Hearing Wang Feng's words, Zhu Zhuqing could not help feeling a wave of sorrow for herself.

Dai Mubai had abandoned her to save his own life and fled alone to the Heaven Dou Empire.

Unwilling to give up, she had wanted to come to the Heaven Dou Empire to find him and ask whether he had truly abandoned her. Who would have thought that before she even arrived, she would be killed by people sent by her sister?

"Haha, kid, you know what's good for you." The scar-faced Song Qian burst into laughter.

Seeing this, Wang Feng curled his lips into a wicked smile. "I'm not finished. The condition for me letting her go is that you... die."

Wang Feng had been moved by lust at the sight of the curvaceous, cold, stunningly beautiful Zhu Zhuqing. Though the hero-saving-a-beauty routine was stale beyond belief, he was still quite interested in it.

"Courting death."

"Looks like you have no attachment to this world. Today, I, Song Ming, will send you to meet the King of Hell."

Having been toyed with by Wang Feng, Song Qian and Song Ming flew into a rage.

They instantly summoned their Martial Souls: an ordinary black cat and a claw.

"Second Soul Skill, Blood Claw."

Song Qian's second Spirit Ring lit up, and he attacked first, sending a pair of blood-red claws at Wang Feng.

"Third Soul Skill, Cat One-Claw."

Right after that, the other Soul Elder, Song Ming, did not lag behind. He struck ruthlessly, aiming to kill Wang Feng in a single blow.

"You're the ones courting death."

Wang Feng spoke coldly as he held Zhu Zhuqing and retreated in a flash. At the same time, green light gathered and compressed in his hand, while the Soul Skill Path he had created lit up within his body.

"Green Light Ray."

The moment his voice fell, two green rays shot from Wang Feng's fingertips, streaking straight toward the two scar-faced men.

"Hmph, a petty trick."

"You overestimate yourself."

Song Qian and Song Ming were utterly fearless as they charged straight at the attack. Wang Feng did not look very old—how strong could he possibly be?

Seeing this, Wang Feng mocked them. "Ignorance is a sin too."

The Green Light Ray was formed by Wang Feng condensing and compressing Soul Power, then releasing it through the Soul Skill Path he had created. Though it was not as powerful as Laser, it was still extremely formidable. These two might be Soul Elders, but confronting his attack head-on was simply courting death.

Boom!

The next second, the two fools directly met the Green Light Ray with their attacks, and an explosive boom rang out.

Yet the instant Wang Feng's green light blasted out, Zhu Zhuqing, held in his arms, was stunned. Her entire world seemed to suddenly darken, leaving only that fleeting streak of green light.

Boom!

Then she saw the two Soul Elders who had been chasing and attacking her explode upon being hit, in an incomparably bloody display.

They were dead beyond doubt.

"So strong!"

The injured Zhu Zhuqing was not shocked by the bloody scene. She only felt that Wang Feng was incredibly strong, and the only thing left in her gaze as she looked at him was astonishment.

From Wang Feng's appearance, she could tell that he was about her age. She had thought his strength would be about the same as hers, but she had never expected him to be this powerful.

"Are you okay?"

Seeing Zhu Zhuqing's stunned expression as she lay in his arms, Wang Feng asked.

"I'm fine... Thank you for helping me." Zhu Zhuqing came back to her senses and thanked him, then wanted to leave. Yet after taking only two steps, her body went weak, and she collapsed against Wang Feng again.

That soft fullness made Wang Feng sigh. Zhu Zhuqing truly deserved to be one of the women with the most outrageously perfect figure in Douluo. It made him crave—ptui—like her even more.