Seeing the indignant faces of the young people, Yang Feilong smiled indifferently and said, "If you don't like me, you don't have to look. I'm not a spirit stone, I don't expect to be liked. Qiuyue likes me, well, that's enough!"
This was quite provocative, wasn't it?
Many people glared at Yang Feilong, but felt powerless. This guy was too shameless. If it were anyone else, after gaining Murong Qiuyue's favor, when challenged, they wouldn't lose their temper, but they would at least try to prove themselves to prevent Murong Qiuyue from being disappointed and breaking up with them. But Yang Feilong did the opposite.
This made many people question how Murong Qiuyue could like such a person. Was it, as Yang Feilong himself said, because he was handsome? Well, there were many handsome cultivators present, but compared to Yang Feilong, they were far inferior.
After Yang Feilong's cultivation broke through to the second realm, his demeanor improved even more. He was already extraordinarily handsome, and now he was even more strikingly so.
But when has handsomeness ever been something that could sustain one in the spiritual realm?
Lu Yao, whose appearance was the most offensive, finally couldn't hold back and jumped out, "You kind of trash, I really don't know what devious tricks you used to bewitch Qiuyue!"
"Qiuyue is my girlfriend, not someone you can call out to!" Yang Feilong swept his gaze over him coldly. "If you're ugly, you should know your place!"
"You... do you dare to fight me?" Lu Yao's face turned red with anger. "I want to make Qiuyue understand that choosing someone like you as a boyfriend is a wrong decision!"
"Not choosing me, but choosing you, who is ugly? The saying 'ugly people are more troublesome' is not false!" Yang Feilong shrugged and said, "Besides, who told you that not choosing someone with strong power is a wrong decision? According to you, should she find a cultivator in the Integration Realm?"
"You,..." Lu Yao was so refuted by Yang Feilong that he didn't know how to retort, especially since Yang Feilong kept calling him ugly. It was like rubbing salt into a wound, or rather, sprinkling it with super spicy chili powder!
"Ignorant!" Yang Feilong said dismissively, then directly took Murong Qiuyue's small hand and looked at her affectionately, saying, "Moreover, we are truly in love. That feeling of my eyes being full of you, and yours full of me, how happy is that? You don't understand this feeling!"
Murong Qiuyue's face flushed, and her heart pounded. Why did this guy suddenly take my hand while talking, and say such cheesy words? But why did I still want to hear them? This guy is clearly not weak in cultivation, so why is he just arguing with words instead of showing his strength?
Before, she knew Yang Feilong could talk, but she never expected him to be so eloquent. Just by talking, he could make people almost explode with anger!
Yes, she herself had almost lost to him before, but she used a woman's ultimate weapon, which was to cry and act wronged, which flustered him and made him back down. He still had her in his heart, otherwise, he wouldn't have been so proactive with her and wouldn't have even glanced at those women trying to attract him.
Lu Yao saw this scene, his eyes turning red, almost spitting blood.
The beauty he had pursued for so many years was actually captured by this guy who seemed to have come out of nowhere?
And to flaunt their affection in front of him, what was he supposed to do? A backup, no, not even a backup!
"Yang Feilong, if you're a man, fight me!" Lu Yao's face was flushed red. "Otherwise, I swear I will make you pay the price!"
"You're a heavenly prodigy on the Dragon-Phoenix Rankings, and you resort to threats like this? Do you think I'm afraid of you?" Yang Feilong sneered at Lu Yao. Before Lu Yao could speak, he added, "As for whether I'm a man, it doesn't matter if you know, as long as Qiuyue knows."
"You bad guy! What do you mean 'as long as I know'!" Murong Qiuyue was originally nervous, worried that Yang Feilong would get angry, but she didn't expect Yang Feilong to say such a thing. Her face turned extremely red, and she couldn't help but punch Yang Feilong a few times.
Lu Yao's mouth twitched as he watched.
Others were also dumbfounded. No way, Murong Qiuyue had already been taken? She didn't look like it!
Murong Qiufeng blinked. Was it that fast?
It shouldn't be, right!
But this Brother Yang is really ruthless in provoking people!
It was like a butcher's knife, stabbing into Lu Yao's heart, one cut after another.
In fact, not only Lu Yao was angry, but others were also angry. But Yang Feilong specifically targeted Lu Yao. Why? Because this guy was the most representative. As for the Lu family being very powerful? He wasn't afraid, because the more he wasn't afraid, the more they would fear him!
Because if he dared to oppose them despite knowing how powerful the Lu family was, perhaps he also had a powerful family background!
Actually, even without a powerful family background, the Murong family wouldn't let the Lu family harm Yang Feilong.
"As for you wanting to beat me, fine, I'll give you a chance. I accept your challenge!" Yang Feilong looked at Lu Yao and said calmly.
He wasn't afraid of fighting, he just didn't want to fight too many meaningless battles. Was this Lu Yao strong? Among the cultivators present, he was the most famous, after all, he was the only heavenly prodigy on the Dragon-Phoenix Rankings. Was he strong? He might not be the strongest, but he was definitely among the strongest few!
Besides him, there were two other cultivators at the same realm!
Lu Yao was originally thinking about how to separate the two of them, but when he suddenly heard Yang Feilong agree, he was overjoyed and sneered inwardly. He said coldly, "Very good, you still have a bit of masculine spirit. If you lose, please stay away from Qiuyue. The weak are not worthy, Qiuyue belongs to me!"
"Idiot!" Yang Feilong raised an eyebrow and sneered, "Even if you defeat me a hundred times, it won't change the fact that Qiuyue is my girlfriend. If you want Qiuyue to be your girlfriend, go back to your dreams!"
"You..." Lu Yao glared at Yang Feilong.
"Lu Yao, what my boyfriend said is correct. Even if he loses, it won't change his position in my heart. And if you dare to hurt him, I will hate you to the bone!" Murong Qiuyue put her arm around Yang Feilong and looked at Lu Yao coldly.
*Pfft!*
It was like a fatal blow to the heart. Lu Yao felt his heart was not getting enough oxygen.
His head swam.
Why did his deep affection not earn him even a shred of warmth? Instead, he received cold words. Could it be that people who are ugly are not worthy of love?
I'm just a little uglier than ordinary people! But I have good temperament!
You say I have no temperament? Then having *some* temperament should be fine, right?
Yes, Lu Yao was angry, truly angry!
His figure flashed, and he appeared in the open space outside the banquet hall. He took out a long sword from his storage ring, pointed it at Yang Feilong, and glared at him, "Yang Feilong, come out and die!"