A Dish Best Served Cold (The Man In Rage)
Chapter 1314 Killing Indra

Ye Fan's furious declaration boomed like thunder as it reverberated across the heavens. The winds howled and sent sand and earth into the air.

"He's gone mad!"

"That young man's out of his mind!"

"Kong Ming, is China filled with madmen like him?"

"He's just a nobody. How dare he challenge a supreme grandmaster!"

"Heavens!"

"I must be dreaming!"

Ye Fan's words sent everyone else reeling with horror.

In their eyes, a supreme grandmaster was akin to a god, a guardian of a land and the symbol of the martial arts circle to a nation. He was what numerous martial artists respected and strived to become. Such powerful martial artists were meant to be worshipped and never defied.

Yet here was a young man barely twenty of age, issuing a challenge openly against a supreme grandmaster.

That was akin to a mortal challenging a god.

It was akin to suicide.

"He's mad. He's gone absolutely mad.

Kong, we must run now. He's going to get us all killed!"

Lv Hua was going to wet his pants.

They had known Ye Fan for some time now.

They knew how proud and arrogant he could be.

But they had not expected him to be so bold as to provoke and challenge a supreme grandmaster.

When a supreme grandmaster was angered, millions could end up dying and blood flow like rivers. Naturally, Lv Hua didn't care if Ye Fan died. In fact, he would be glad if Ye Fan died.

But he was worried that they would become collateral damage.

Ye Fan was a Chinese citizen, after all.

In his anger, Brahma might decide to go on a killing spree like he had thirty years ago and kill every Chinese martial artist alive on this earth.

Lv Hua and the other Chinese martial artists were naturally afraid.

"You're right. The situation has spiraled beyond our control. We should play safe and retreat now. Yan-Xi, let's go!"

Kong Ming and the rest did not bother to stay and witness the outcome of the fight. Instead, they turned tail and ran. They didn't have to stay.

Ye Fan had incurred the wrath of a supreme grandmaster. There was no way he was walking out of here alive.

On the way back, Kong Ming made a call and contacted War God Castle.

No one could have made a phone call in the middle of the rainforest.

But Kong Ming had come prepared and had his ways of ensuring his call reached China.

It was answered within moments.

"Hi, this is War God Castle. What do you..."

The polite voice of a staff sounded from the other end of the line.

"This is an emergency. Have the Sword Saint answer the phone...hold on, let me speak to the God of War instead. I want to talk to him. Hurry up!" Kong Ming shouted frantically into the phone. There was no way he would get his wish and speak to Ye Qing-Tian personally though.

In the end, he had to inform the staff that Indra had appeared in the Amazon rainforest and that Ye Fan was in danger. He told the staff to inform the upper echelons of War God Castle immediately. Moments later, the Heavenly Grandmaster, the King of Fighters and everyone else were summoned to War God Castle.

"Sword Saint, what happened? Is there any emergency?" the King of Fighters asked in confusion after stepping into the great halls and seeing the solemn look on the Sword Saint's face. Few things made men as powerful as they look that worried.

'Til tell you in a while. Where's God of War? Is he not here yet?" asked the Sword Saint after realizing the God of War's absence.

"He's on the way. He should be here in a minute," said the Heavenly Grandmaster.

Ye Qing-Tian wasn't like them. They were stationed at War God Castle and had been tasked with the duty to guard it. Ye Qing-Tian enjoyed more freedom. Unless there was an emergency, he was hardly at War God Castle.

A fierce wind swept past the entrance.

A man in white robes appeared suddenly, like a bolt of lightning.

"Sword Saint, what's going on?" asked the God of War immediately after he stepped into the halls.

Sword Saint had sounded very serious in the phone conversation. The God of War couldn't help but be worried.

"I got a call from South America. I got news of a supreme grandmaster appearing in the Amazon rainforest," said the Sword Saint solemnly.

Upon hearing that, the God of War laughed. Lines of worry eased away from his face.

"Is that all? Don't worry, we have Ye Fan in the Chinese team this time. He'll be able to protect himself even if he can't beat the supreme grandmaster," said Ye Qing-Tian as he reached out for a cup of tea and started sipping it. He seemed calm and fully confident of Ye Fan's abilities.

After all, he had tested the man himself.

Even though Ye Fan hadn't managed to hold his ground against Ye Qing-Tian's single punch, but the performance that he had shown that day had narrowly gotten him through the gates to be made a supreme grandmaster himself.

Unless the supreme grandmaster in the rainforest was listed in the Sky Ranking, the average supreme grandmaster would not be able to threaten Ye Fan's life.

The Sword Saint ignored Ye Qing-Tian's reply and continued. "It's Brahma. He's appeared in the Amazon rainforest again."

CRASH!

The teacup slipped from Ye Qing-Tian's fingers and smashed into a thousand tiny shards upon impact with the floor.

"You're telling me that Brahma, that Indra has made a trip to the South American continent to join the fight for spirit energy fruits?"

The look on Ye Qing-Tian's face could freeze lava.

The mention of that name invoked nothing but shame and hate to every martial artist in China.

Even Ye Qing-Tian himself could not preserve his composure when he heard that name.

"It's hard to tell if he's there for spirit energy fruits. But it's clear that Ye Fan is in trouble. I've received news that he has run into Indra," said the Sword Saint gravely.

"That idiot! Ye Fan's a fool who deserves to be killed for his idiocy. Does he really think that he is unbeatable because he's been named the Unrivalled? How dare he try to challenge Indra? Indra's a supreme grandmaster who's listed in the Sky Ranking. He's second only to Qing-Tian. Ye Fan's not going to get out of this alive." "I told you, didn't I? He's too young and inexperienced. He may have the strength and power of a supreme grandmaster, but he does not have the wisdom or maturity to assume that title. He isn't qualified to join War God Castle. None of you listened to me. Look at what you've done. A pillar of China, slaughtered within days of joining War God Castle. War God Castle and the Chinese martial arts circle will become the laughingstock of the world when news of that spread," said the King of Fighters as he bared his teeth in an angry smile.

Ye Fan had usurped his son's right to the same title. The King of Fighters naturally did not like the young man.

"Alright, Gu-Cheng. Save your energy for something else other than gloating the next time. What we need to do right now is to decide what to do next. Do we try to save Ye Fan?"

"Whatever for?" thundered the King of Fighters. "Let him do whatever he wants. There wasn't a formal announcement anyway. We're the only ones who know that he's been made a supreme grandmaster. We'll seal the news after his death. That'll save our reputation." The King of Fighters had begun to think of how they could salvage this disastrous situation.

It was then that Ye Qing-Tian rose to his feet and began to walk away.

"Where are you going?" the others asked Ye Qing-Tian.

"I'm headed to South America. I'm going to kill Indra."

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