A Dish Best Served Cold (The Man In Rage)
Chapter 1616

By the side of Yunwu Lake, many in the crowd were berating the Grandmasters.

After all, men naturally pitied the weak, let alone a helpless woman facing the pressure of five Grandmasters by herself.

Faced with a barrage of criticisms, Van Buping, and the others felt unsettled despite their experience.

A gloomy expression descended upon their faces.

Furious, Ke Zhe turned toward the girl in a red dress and demanded, "You b*tch! Who the hell are you? How dare you twist the facts and ruin our reputation?"

Unfazed by the question, Meng Wanyu declared her identity, "I'm Meng Wanyu of Chu Sect."

From her perspective, there was no need for her to hide, as she had a clear conscience.

Although China's martial arts world held a hostile view toward Chu Sect, there had been no conflict between them for many years.

Furthermore, Meng Wanyu hadn't done anything controversial on her visit to China.

Even though she had taken Qiu Mucheng hostage, she didn't harm a hair on her head.

As a result, Meng Wanyu didn't see why she should hide who she was.

"Chu Sect? In that case, you must be the evil woman that has been causing trouble all over Jiangdong. Looks like you've decided to turn yourself in before I even start looking for you. This is great. We will now take you along with us," Ke Zhe replied with a smile.

Knitting her brows in response, Meng Wanyu sneered, "It seems that you're nothing but a bully. Other than trying to capture Ms. Qiu, you're going to apprehend me too? Not only do you ignore the facts, but you also oppress the weak with impunity. Is this how China's Grandmasters are supposed to behave?"

"Shut up! We do not need a reason to apprehend you. I'll teach you a lesson right now!"

Ke Zhe was outraged by the insults Meng Wanyu hurled at him.

With a loud roar, he stomped his foot on the ground before launching himself forward like an arrow shot from a bow.

After that, he balled his hands into fists before aiming a punch at Meng Wanyu's chest.

His strike carried such massive power that everyone thought Meng Wanyu would either die or be grievously injured upon impact.

"Ms. Meng, be careful!" Qiu Mucheng screamed in shock.

However, Meng Wanyu didn't show any fear and she simply looked on at the approaching attack. With a soft chuckle, she gently struck out with her palm.

Her palm strike was so graceful that it seemed to be dancing through the air.

However, everyone was surprised by how much control Meng Wanyu wielded over her counterattack and how efficient it was despite its gracefulness.

Consequently, her palms steadily absorb the power emanating from Ke Zhe's punch.

"What a stunning strike!"

"What's the name of the technique?" "The gracefulness it displayed is simply unrivalled."

The crowd gathered by Yunwu Lake expressed their amazement, as many of them were martial artists too.

However, Yan Buping and his men scoffed, "It only looks good on the outside but has no substance on the inside. In martial arts training, we always have to go back to the basics. Only the most ordinary technique can unleash the strongest power imaginable. Young people nowadays prioritize fancy moves just to gain the attention of others. They have lost themselves and their initial motivation to practice martial arts. That aside, an attack such as this is nothing but a fancy display. Against Ke Zhe, you will not last more than a second."

Yan Buping stood up proudly with his eyes looking far out and his hands behind his back.

His words rang out in a monotonous drone as if he was giving a lecture.

At the same time, the Grandmasters beside him nodded in agreement. "Just as expected of an elder. Your observations are really sharp." "You have managed to see through the girl with a single glance." "With just a few words, you have already exposed her weakness."

"It seems that I will never catch up to your level given how far ahead you are in the world of martial arts." Bursting into laughter, the Grandmasters took turns to flatter Yan Buping, who was relishing in their praises. With a smug smile breaking out on his face, it was clear that he was enjoying the attention.

"In martial arts, you shouldn't focus on comparing yourself to others. After all, everyone's talent is different. There are some whom we can never beat no matter how hard we try. Thus, it's more important to focus on improving oneself continuously. This is the advice I have always given to Ke Zhe," Yan Buping plainly replied.

"I see. No wonder Mr. Ke's skills have been improving by leaps and bounds recently. It appears that he has received guidance from you. We too have also learned something today." The rest of the Grandmasters bowed in respect.

"All right now, we'll continue this topic when we're free. For now, let's see how Mr. Ke toys with the evil woman from Chu Sect," Van Buping remarked nonchalantly while stroking his beard. The way he conducted himself emanated a haughty air.

Bam!

Ke Zhe's punch finally struck Meng Wanyu's palms, causing a rumble to echo throughout.

Still feeling confident of victory a moment ago, Ke Zhe suddenly spewed a mouthful of blood while his face turned all red.

After that, he was sent flying like a cannonball by Meng Wanyu's palm strike.

"What? How is this possible?"

When he saw what happened, Van Buping, who was gloating a while ago, felt as if his eyes were about to pop out in shock.

With a reddened face, he looked as if he had just been slapped.

As for the other Grandmasters, they too were equally astounded.

"Mr. Yan, what's going on? Didn't you say that Mr. Ke would thrash that evil woman? Why was he beaten instantly?"

The question put Yan Duping in an awkward position.

"Ke Zhe was careless. He has used too much power against a lesser enemy. You have to take this as a lesson too," Yan Duping calmly explained. "D*tch, how dare you hurt me! Let's have a go again!"

Ke Zhe picked himself up from the ground. After spitting out the fresh blood in his mouth, he charged forward, brandishing his iron fists.

Bam!

Doth of them clashed again with the same results.

Just like a weakling, Ke Zhe was thrown far back by Meng Wanyu again.

"It appears the Grandmasters of China are nothing but talk," Meng Wanyu gloated, her exquisite features looking as ravishing as ever.

"Mr. Van, was Ke Zhe being careless again?" the group of stunned Grandmasters asked again.

Just shut it with the questions!

Despite being rendered speechless and red in embarrassment, Van Duping cursed them in his heart.

"That useless piece of trash! There's no point in relying on him now. Let's all attack together and get this over and done with. Or else, once Ye Fan returns, we won't be able to leave this place unscathed." Having seen how strong Meng Wanyu was, Van Duping couldn't afford to care for his pride anymore. Hence, he prepared to launch an all-out attack to quickly subdue Meng Wanyu.

After all, they were still fearful of Ye Fan despite declaring otherwise.

In truth, the War God Castle had sent them to Jiangdong and punish Ye Fan a long time ago.

However, Van Duping and the others kept delaying their action because they were afraid.

After all, Ye Fan was responsible for the massacre in Jiangbei and had almost leveled the whole of Mount Yan in anger.

As a result, the Grandmasters were truly worried that Ye Fan would kill all of them in a fit of rage.