A Dish Best Served Cold (The Man In Rage)
Chapter 1222 A Terrified Jiangbei

Han Ping was completely bewildered.

Even though he knew that this Ye Fan was no weakling, he didn't expect Ye Fan to be this powerful either.

He had incapacitated two chief instructors with just one punch and one kick!

After Ye Fan's punch came down on Zhu Rong, Han Ping broke down immediately.

He didn't have any ideas about attacking Ye Fan anymore. The only thought left in his mind was to escape! Now!

Once that thought popped up in his mind, Han Ping stopped his attack and turned to run immediately.

He didn't care about whether he was embarrassing himself or not.

It was better to be a disgrace than to die!

But of course, Ye Fan wasn't going to let him escape like that.

Once he was done with Zhu Rong, he continued with the third move of Invoke the Celestial Cloud.

A gigantic palm began to form. It was so huge that it blotted out the sun.

The shadow of the palm over Han Ping was like the shadow of death, and it seemed to strangle Han Ping's throat.

When he saw Ye Fan looking at him, he knew that he was doomed to die.

Han Ping gave up trying to escape and turned to Ye Fan and pleaded, "Instructor... Instructor Chu, please, please don't kill me! Chasing the Green Dragon Force out and making life difficult for all of you had n- nothing to do with us! It was all that Lin Qing-He's fault! Lin Qing-He was the asshole who kept egging us on! If you have to kill someone, please kill him! Please! I beg you! Please let me off!"

Han Ping was in a terrible panic. His fearful pleas echoed throughout the entire military compound.

Lin Qing-He nearly peed himself when he heard these words. His face paled and his heart froze over.

He never thought that Han Ping would be despicable enough to put the blame on him!

Han Ping was already on the verge of death, but he was going to drag Lin Qing-He down with him.

But Lin Qing-He had no idea that Han Ping hated him just as much.

If not for Lin Qing-He, Han Ping wouldn't have made life difficult for the Green Dragon Force and wouldn't have offended Ye Fan as a result. He wouldn't be in such a terrible predicament too.

It wasn't wrong to say that Lin Qing-He was the reason why he was in this current crisis.

He even wished he could kick Lin Qing-He to death.

But the more important thing now wasn't taking revenge on Lin Qing-He. The most urgent matter at hand was to survive Ye Fan's attack.

But Ye Fan didn't care about his pleas.

Ye Fan knew that Han Ping was saying all this only because Han Ping was afraid of what he could do, and not because Han Ping was truly repentant.

So Ye Fan snorted coldly in return. "Spare you? If the one who lost the fight today was me, would you have spared me? Instructor Han?"

"Well, I..." Han Ping was at a loss for words and couldn't find an answer for Ye Fan at all.

Ye Fan was right. If Ye Fan were the one who had lost, then the three instructors wouldn't have let Ye Fan off just because he begged them to.

But even so, Han Ping refused to give up. He shouted with all his might and tried his best to save himself, "No! Ye Fan, you can't kill me! I'm from the Han family of Jiangbei! My father and uncles are all martial arts grandmasters and the Han family is very powerful in Jiangbei! If you kill me, my entire family will not let you off..."

But while Han Ping was still shouting away, the palm that was large enough to blot out the sun had come smashing down on him.

The earth shook violently and a loud blast filled the air.

A terrifyingly huge palm print appeared on the ground.

A crushed and bloodied body lay in the middle of this gigantic palm-shaped hole.

Ye Fan's Earthshaking Palm had turned the once powerful descendant of a wealthy family and chief military instructor of Jiangbei to nothing but mush.

Immediately after Ye Fan's palm had killed Han Ping, the Green Dragon Force had also finished gathering their forces together.

All of them suddenly opened their eyes after sitting down cross-legged with their eyes closed for so long.

An authoritative roar reverberated loudly, "Thunder Torch Dragon Formation! Arise!!"

An invisible formation began to rise from beneath the feet of the five members of the Green Dragon Force.

A fiery red light shot into the sky.

An illusion of the torch dragon in Chinese mythology took shape in front of the Green Dragon Force.

Thunder rumbled in the skies as a torch dragon soared into the air, and its appearance was soon followed by a long howl.

Ye Yu-Yan and her comrades controlled this torch dragon illusion and sent it ahead of them.

"No!" "Stop!

Everyone in the compound started screaming hysterically at the sight of this.

Lin Qing-He's eyes widened and almost fell out of their sockets as he shouted wildly, "Lin Fan! FAN! Run! RUN!!"

But he was too late.

Everyone watched as that torch dragon rushed to the front, swallowing every single member of the Red Phoenix, the Qiongqi, the Black Tigers and the Eagles at once. The fierce and fiery flames of the dragon burnt everything in its way.

The battle ended as quickly as it started.

The formation soon lost its effect and that torch dragon disappeared along with it.

Dozens of burnt corpses were left strewn all over the ground.

That Thunder Torch Dragon Formation had completely annihilated all four special troops forces.

There were more than twenty of them, but not a single one of them survived.

Everyone was floored by the power of the Green Dragon Force.

"This..."

"Oh my..."

A deathly silence ensued.

Not even the birds could be heard.

Everyone was rooted to the spot.

Their eyes stared at Ye Fan and the Green Dragon Force, then looked at the carnage in front of them. They looked like they had just seen a ghost.

That move had been simply too powerful.

Both Ye Fan and the Green Dragon Force were terrifyingly powerful.

Ye Fan in particular, was truly impressive. He had beaten the three chief military instructors of Jiangbei so soundly!

He had been the star of the show since the battle began.

What was this about being a descendant of grandmasters?

Who was this supposed Northwestern Tiger?

What Shaolin disciple?

All of them fell apart like porcelain vases in front of Ye Fan.

Ye Fan's might had truly petrified every single person here.

Nobody would have thought a young man like Ye Fan would have been able to take on all three instructors by himself and win them hands down.

It only took one punch, one kick and one slam of the palm to send terror coursing through the entire Jiangbei army.

Everyone finally realized how immensely formidable this young man had to be.

"How...how did things turn out like this?" Lin Qing-He was simply unable to move from his shock. His face was pale and void of any color as he stared at Ye Fan with nothing but terror in his heart. Everyone continued to look at the mess of charred bodies and blood in silence.

The Green Dragon Force leapt to their feet and ran over to where Ye Fan was.

They knelt respectfully before Ye Fan and reported, "Instructor Chu, the Eagles have been destroyed as well as the other three forces. Green Dragon awaits your next order!"

Those admiring voices and reverent words resounded like rolling thunder. It echoed through the land and shook everyone's hearts.

Nobody said anything and even the trees and grass stopped rustling. Only that one young man stood proudly with his hands folded behind his back.

The Green Dragon Force was before him while the clouds billowed behind him.

He was undoubtedly the hero of this generation!

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