A Dish Best Served Cold (The Man In Rage)
Chapter 1470 Anyone Who Stops Me Will Die!

"Apologize?" Instead, Ye Fan laughed when he heard what Tang Hao said.

His calm laughter was filled with ridicule.

"What wrong have I done? All of you are so blind that you couldn't tell right from wrong and protected an evil man. It is the greatest misfortune of the Chinese martial arts circle to be led by idiots like you! it is such a great misfortune for our country."

Ye Fan's cold laughter echoed on the mountain.

His resounding voice was like an unexpected peal of thunder.

Everyone was beside themselves with fear when they heard what Ye Fan said.

That was brutal.

Ye Fan was simply too brutal with his words.

He was undoubtedly reprimanding Sword Saint and the King of Fighters.

Tang Hao almost pissed in his pants and was so anxious that he almost cried.

"Oh no. There's no way to save him now." Tang Hao sighed. His eyes were filled with powerlessness and anxiety.

Sure enough, the King of Fighters exploded the moment Ye Fan finished his sentence.

"Shut up. How can you have the audacity to say such things? How dare you? How could you speak to the pillars of the nation so rudely? You aren't fit to talk to us!" Mo Gu-Cheng's face was livid as he pointed at Ye Fan's face and scolded him.

Perhaps out of fury or humiliation, the King of Fighters looked like he was going berserk as he shook angrily.

All these years, this was the first time anyone dared to insult them.

And he had used such harsh words on them as well.

He called them blind fools and the misfortune of the Chinese martial arts

circle.

Even the most good-natured person couldn't stand hearing such a thing.

To begin with, the King of Fighters didn't have a good temper.

The King of Fighters was already angry with Ye Fan, so he was even more outraged when he heard what Ye Fan said.

The King of Fighters clenched his fists as he spoke angrily. Internal energy surged around him, and he wanted to punch Ye Fan.

However, Tang Hao rushed over to hold the King of Fighters back.

"King of Fighters, calm down! How can we fight a countryman on Mount Yan? If word got out that you got into a fight, War God Castle would end up becoming a laughingstock. Do as Sword Saint says and think hard before you act!" persuaded Tang Hao as he pulled the King of Fighters back.

"Tang Hao, let him go."

Just as Tang Hao tried to stop the King of Fighters, Sword Saint's words rang quietly.

"Sword Saint, what are you..."

Tang Hao was stunned. He turned to look at Sword Saint.

Sword Saint's face was completely sullen.

A cold air radiated from his imposing face.

"There is a limit to our patience. I gave him a chance, but he refused to take it. In that case, why should I do him any favors?" said Sword Saint slowly as he shook his head.

The moment Sword Saint finished his words, he raised his head and looked at the young man.

"Ye Fan, right? Other than Chu Tian-Fan who died in Japan, you are probably the youngest man to be given a title as supreme grandmaster. In the past, I kept tolerating your actions on account of your youth and talent. However, just because I am patient doesn't give you an excuse to do as you please. King of Fighters is right. You are talented but lack morality. Even if you end up becoming one of the top ten on the Sky Ranking, you are nothing but a disaster for the country. In that case, why should we keep you around?"

"King of Fighters, go ahead and fight him. I order you to throw him behind bars as soon as possible. If he retaliates, just kill him! Just remember to leave his corpse intact. Since God of War thinks so highly of him, we should do God of War the favor."

Sword Saint waved his hand as he spoke coldly and sounded like he was passing his final sentence on Ye Fan.

He had given Ye Fan the death sentence.

"Sword Saint, you should have done this ages ago! He is immoral and rebellious, so we should take him out before he grows any stronger. Otherwise, we will be letting a threat grow. If his skills continue to advance, we won't be able to kill him even if we wanted to." The King of Fighters laughed. The internal energy radiated from him forced Tang Hao aside.

BAM!

The King of Fighters jumped into the air with a bang as energy radiated from him immediately.

He stood in mid-air as his threatening voice reverberated through the atmosphere.

"Your days of showing off are over. It stops now! Tonight, I will sacrifice your blood to all the martial artists who have died at West Lake."

RUMBLE!

The King of Fighters' angry shouts sounded thunderous.

Energy rushed towards him, as if they had been summoned. Everything gathered on the King of Fighters' palm.

The earth shook as he unleashed his power without holding back.

He had been waiting all too long for this.

Ever since the calamity caused by Chu Sect, the Chinese martial arts circles enjoyed a long time of peace.

The King of Fighters and the others hadn't used the full force of their powers in years.

He had been dying for a good fight.

This time, it was the perfect opportunity for Mo Gu-Cheng to show his true prowess, so he went all out.

He was determined to take out Ye Fan with a single blow to reaffirm War God Castle's strength.

He wanted to tell the world that the six pillars of the nations were still as powerful.

The six pillars of the nation were not dead yet!

He also wanted to tell the world that no new talent was going to be allowed to step

all over War God Castle and disregard them.

Ye Fan remained calm as the King of Fighters prepared for battle.

There was no fear in his eyes whatsoever. Instead, he shook his head and laughed.

"Are you still going to protect them? War God Castle and the six pillars of the nation? All of you are really incapable of telling right from wrong. Forget it. Since you are unwilling to hand them over, I will take them myself. I will slaughter Lv Zi-Ming and Lv Hua this very day! Anyone who stops me will die!"

HUUU!

Leaves swirled in the air as cold wind gusted.

Ye Fan had lost his final bit of patience.

To think that he still held some hope that War God Castle would see the light.

From the looks of it now, he had been wrong after all.

They were just a bunch of stubborn and pedantic men. All they cared about was pride, seniority, and social status.

Why should he respect an authority like them?