A Dish Best Served Cold (The Man In Rage)
Chapter 1027 Ye Fan Versus Ye Qi-Tian

What?

"The God of War, Ye Qing-Tian?" Something flickered in Ye Fan's eyes when he heard those words. Ripples of emotion darted across his dark eyes.

If there were anyone who could present the Chinese martial arts circle, it would be Ye Qing-Tian.

Ye Qing-Tian's name had spread far and wide not only in the Chinese martial arts circle but in the international martial arts circle as well.

He had been the one who had led the six pillars of the nation against Chu Sect's rebel forces and expelled them from the country.

Without him, the Chinese martial arts circle would have fallen into the hands of Chu Sect.

Currently, Chu Sect had gained control of the martial arts circle in numerous countries.

Those countries included Australia, which was situated in the southern hemisphere, and China's neighbor, Korea. Chu Sect had thrashed the fighters in the martial arts circle of both countries then, so they had no choice but to submit to Chu Sect.

Chu Sect had branches set up in Australia and Korea under the pretext of upholding the integrity of martial arts and protecting the safety of martial artists in the region. In reality, these branches were the sect's means of controlling the martial arts circle in those countries.

Ye Qing-Tian's contributions in saving China had cemented his reputation in the Chinese martial arts circle.

The six pillars of the nation looked to him as their leader.

Ye Fan had heard of his name when he had first begun learning martial arts.

He wasn't sure if he would be Ye Qing-Tian's match even if he were at the peak of his condition.

In fact, Ye Fan was definitely not his match now because of the injuries that he was still recovering from.

"Why would he wish to speak to me? Does he know who I am?"

Ye Fan had been deliberately concealing his true identity since his supposed death.

The Chu family was combing the entire world in search of him. Before Ye Fan recovered to his fully strength, he wasn't going to strut around as Chu Tian-Fan and call attention to himself.

If someone did know that he was Chu Tian-Fan and that he was still alive, he had to do something about it.

Ye Fan followed Lu Tian-He to meet Ye Qing-Tian.

He was curious about why Ye Qing-Tian was here. In addition, he had always wanted to meet the guardian of the nation.

He had always wondered what kind of man Ye Qing-Tian, the legendary martial artist, would be.

Lu Tian-He led Ye Fan to an empty field.

In the middle of the field stood a man in white. He stood tall and proud, with his hands folded behind his back.

Some men would have looked as tiny and insignificant as a pebble as they stood in that field.

Yet others appeared as sturdy and daunting as a mountain.

That was because they exuded power.

The truly powerful man had no need to call attention to his strength. He simply had to stand there. His sheer presence was enough to intimidate those around him.

Ye Fan instantly knew that the man in white was the God of War, Ye Qing-Tian.

"General Ye, I've brought Mr Chu to you," said Lu Tian-He politely as he bowed. He had stopped a considerable distance away from Ye Qing-Tian upon seeing the latter. The man in white remained silent for a long while before replying Lu Tian-He with a single word.

"Good."

As soon as he spoke, fierce winds began to howl around him.

A surge of power erupted from his person.

It was followed instantly by a loud explosion.

Ye Qing-Tian had thrown his fist forward.

His fist surged forward with a terrifying force.

Akin to the sudden crash of a huge boulder into the ocean, his punch sent incredible shock waves rippling through the air.

Lu Tian-He's eyes widened with shock as he stared at Ye Qing-Tian's fast approaching attack.

"Heavens! Is this the true strength of the God of War? All that destructive force from a simple punch?"

One only knew how small and insignificant one truly was after gazing upon the vastness of the ocean.

Lu Tian-He had seen what the truly mighty was capable of and knew how weak he was when compared to these powerful fighters.

As Lu Tian-He stood there, stupefied by the sight before him, a hint of hostility appeared in Ye Fan's eyes as a crease furrowed his brow.

Ye Qing-Tian's fist was heading for him.

A severe look appeared on Ye Fan's face.

There was no time to think. He activated Invoke the Celestial Cloud inside him and called forth a surge of power that gathered in his arm.

Then, with a sudden curl of his fingers, his hand tightened into a fist and shot forward.

He did not retreat or show fear. In the face of an attack from the most powerful fighter in China, Ye Fan reacted with his most ferocious and basic instinct. He attacked!

An explosion erupted on the field as two fists collided.

Amidst the deafening thunder were the shrieks of fierce winds and the howls of shockwaves that erupted upon their collision and surged outwards like waves of a tsunami, threatening to flood everything in the field.

Boulders fractured, then shattered into tiny sharp stones. Plants and trees were uprooted from the ground.

It was as if a hurricane had swept across the field and ravaged it.

Lu Tian-He was flung into the distance from the force of Ye Fan and Ye Qing-Tian's fists colliding.

The shockwaves finally dispersed.

So did the hurricane.

Ye Qing-Tian stood proudly in the middle of the field, his hands once again folded behind his back as the hems of his white robes fluttered in the wind.

He looked like the swordsman of old-dignified, self-possessed and composed.

Ye Fan didn't seem as composed as the other man.

The force of the collision had thrusted Ye Fan backwards. A series of explosions erupted from the ground as Ye Fan stumbled backwards.

With every step that he took, the land beneath his foot fractured and split apart.

Stone and dirt rose into the air. Ye Fan finally managed to steady himself after retreating ten steps.

"Hahaha! Good! Good! That punch would have driven Mo Gu-Cheng, the King of Fighters, into taking three steps back. I can't believe that a young martial artist like you managed to block my punch and only retreat ten steps. You might not qualify as a supreme grandmaster, but you're definitely a match for the most powerful grandmaster in China." A burst of laughter rang out in the air.

The man in white nodded approvingly as he looked at Ye Fan.

His eyes were filled with approval and comfort.

"I can't believe that China's managed to get itself another rare martial arts prodigy. The future indeed belongs to the young!" Ye Qing-Tian's laughter reverberated endlessly in the field.

He had not meant to injure Ye Fan with his earlier attack. It had been a test.

A few months ago, Ye Qing-Tian had heard about the battle at Dongchang Lake and how a young grandmaster had defeated the Japanese Sword God, Mochizuki Kawa.

Ye Qing-Tian had suspected the veracity of those rumors. But after his little test, he realized that Ye Fan was more powerful than he had expected.

He had expected Ye Fan's strength to rival that of the grandmasters who currently ranked number nine and ten in the ranking. After his little test, he realized that Ye Fan was only a step away from becoming a match for a supreme grandmaster.

Besides testing Ye Fan's true strength, he had another objective. That was to find out if Ye Fan was Chu Tian-Fan, the man who had taken the world by storm.

It was clear that he wasn't.

Chu Tian-Fan had thrashed the Japanese martial arts circle without any help. A man like him would have reached the level of a supreme grandmaster.

But the young man before him was only as powerful as a grandmaster.

The difference in strength dispelled all suspicions that Ye Qing-Tian had had of Ye Fan's identity.

"It appears that Chu Tian-Fan has truly perished in Japan," sighed Ye Qing-Tian regretfully.