A Dish Best Served Cold (The Man In Rage)
Chapter 1319 A Slip

Everything had happened too quickly. It had been a complete blur.

A second ago, Indra had just summoned lightning and Ye Fan had been ready to launch into his Cloud Sun Kick.

In the next second, a strange figure had somehow teleported out of nowhere and appeared right behind Ye Fan.

His timing had been impeccable.

Ye Fan had had his full concentration on Brahma then.

With his full focus on Brahma, Ye Fan hadn't been able to spare any attention on his surroundings.

The strange figure had appeared at lightning speed and with impeccable timing to unleash a powerful and lethal blow.

One might even call this a perfect assassination.

Ye Qing-Tian himself couldn't have reacted

to the ambush in time.

When Ye Fan realized that someone had just sneaked up on him, it was too late.

There was no time for him to do anything about it.

All he could do was rely on his instincts and try to avoid getting hit in his vitals.

The cold metal of the blade glimmered as it sank into flesh.

Everyone watched in shock as a sharp dagger pierced through Ye Fan's defenses and sunk deep into Ye Fan's back.

Alongside its blade was an incredible power that flowed down its edge and thrusted deep into Ye Fan.

Ye Fan trembled, then spat out a mouthful of blood.

The man in gray robes was shocked when the fatal blow that he had thought that he had dealt failed. His dagger stopped after sinking three inches into Ye Fan's body. It was as if it had got caught in something.

"Damnit! What's going on?"

Disbelief filled the eyes of the stranger.

He had been hiding for a very long time, biding his time and awaiting the perfect opportunity.

It didn't matter if Ye Fan was a supreme grandmaster. With the perfect window of opportunity, he had been confident that he would be able to kill Ye Fan with a single shot.

Even if he should fail to kill the young man, he would still succeed in maiming him and stopping the fight.

But in order to do that, he needed the full blade of his dagger buried inside Ye Fan.

That was the only way he could injure Ye Fan's vitals.

Everything had been in his favor. He had not foreseen that his dagger would only sink midway into Ye Fan's flesh before something stopped it from going any deeper. That had severely reduced the impact of his attack.

While the man was still in the grips of shock, Ye Fan turned around and stared at the man with eyes filled with cold rage.

The blood on his cheek made him look demonic.

The sight sent shivers down the spine of the man in gray robes.

"Are you mad? Are you going to attack me now? What about the Vajr?" blurted the man in alarm.

Ye Fan was flanked.

Before him was a bolt of lightning ready to strike him down while behind him was another enemy who had just sneaked up on him and succeeded in his ambush. Any reasonable person would turn his full attention to the bolt of lightning that was waiting for him before contemplating revenge against the man in gray robes.

Yet, to the surprise of the man in gray robes, this Chinese young man had disregarded the threat of lightning to deal with him instead.

"He's out of his mind!" thought the man.

He dared not linger. Instead, he turned tail and ran.

But the proximity that had allowed him to inflict the greatest damage was a doubleedged sword. If he should fail to kill Ye Fan, he might not be able to escape unharmed.

Ye Fan had decided to exact immediate vengeance on the man who had sneaked up on and attacked him. The latter had lost all hope of escaping unharmed the moment that Ye Fan had made up his mind.

BOOM!

A thunderous explosion erupted.

The Invoke the Celestial Cloud that Ye Fan had readied for Brahma was unleashed on this man instead.

Ye Fan's foot landed squarely on the man's chest.

The man's defenses crumbled under the overwhelming force of Ye Fan's attack.

His ribs broke instantly. Blood and bits of organ surged up his throat and spilled from his lips.

With a loud cry of pain, the man flew into the distance, crashed into numerous trees, then finally landed heavily on the ground a thousand meters away from where he had been standing.

It was then that the bolt of lightning struck Ye Fan with a deafening thunder.

"Fan!"

Everyone froze momentarily.

Angie burst into tears and started wailing.

Every sound was drowned out by the deafening rumble of thunder as it reverberated across the heavens.

The injured young man standing in front of the cave was instantly devoured by lightning.

It set Ye Fan's body ablaze with blue fire.

From afar, he looked like a man plunged into a sea of lightning, forced to endure the agonizing pain of lighting coursing through his body.

After a long time, the sea of lightning finally dissipated.

Left in its wake was a stretch of scorched land and a body lying in the middle of it all. It was burned beyond recognition.

"Finally! It's ended!" Brahma stared at the burned corpse and sighed loudly. His mouth split into a huge grin.

He laughed with genuine relief, softly at first before his laughter grew into something loud and uncontrollable. "Hahaha! It's finally over!"

Brahma had killed countless men and women over the years.

But none of those deaths had given him as much release, excitement and a sense of achievement as this one had.

That was the nature of humans. They never cared for something that was easily attained.

Only that which was hard earned was treasured and could invoke such thrill and joy.

What Brahma had just gotten was the perfect example.

Yet, he might have gotten overly excited.

The sudden surge of emotion might have been too much for him. His laughs turned suddenly into violent, hacking coughs. He slapped his hand over his mouth. When he removed his hand and looked at it, he found his palm stained with blood.

"You look injured."

The man who had sneaked up on and attacked Ye Fan appeared at his side.

He looked a terrible sight.

His clothes were stained with blood and his hair in disarray. Bruises and cuts lined his face. He appeared to be limping.

Ye Fan's attack had done a number on him.

"I underestimated him. China's somehow managed to create a monster. If you hadn't injured him with your blade, I wouldn't have been able to take him out that easily with the Vajr," Brahma said gravely. He was getting worked up again just thinking about the fight.

"I should have been more careful. I thought that attack would have maimed him for good but instead, he injured me instead.

We've both underestimated him."

The man in the gray robes shook his head and sighed. He began to cough violently before spitting out a mouthful of dark blood. Rating the Translation Will Gain Two Pearls.