A Dish Best Served Cold (The Man In Rage)
Chapter 1711

Mo Wuya, the Prince of Fighters, was ranked fiftieth in the Sky Ranking.

"Woohoo!"

When Mo Wuya saw his name in the hall, he howled enthusiastically like a mad dog.

Tears immediately streamed down his cheeks.

It had almost been thirty years.

From the day he matured and entered the martial arts world, Mo Wuya never expected this day to come when he could see his own name on the Sky Ranking.

Now, all of his hardships and efforts had finally paid off.

Mo Wuya had never felt so happy before.

He wished for nothing more than to break out into a song and flaunt his immense joy.

"Sword Saint, Mr. Tang, I'm on the Sky Ranking! My name is there! I'm finally on the Sky Ranking!

With tears streaming down his cheek, Mo Wuya rushed forward excitedly and hugged Sword Saint and Tang Hao.

However, he did not expect Tang Hao to shove him away directly.

"Shoo! Shoo! Go entertain yourself somewhere else. I am too busy to deal with you."

With a look of disdain, Tang Hao pushed Mo Wuya away, as if he was unhappy that Mo Wuya was blocking his vision.

Mo Wuya instantly felt like a failure. There was no one he could share his results and joy with.

However, that was the reality.

Usually, Sword Saint and the rest would naturally be pleased to see their disciples, whom they had nurtured carefully, appear on the Sky Ranking. In fact, they would even host a huge feast for Mo Wuya to celebrate this achievement.

However, Sword Saint and Tang Hao were in no mood to think about anything else. They were already extremely busy with Ye Fan.

Their only wish was to find out what the ranking of Ye Fan, or that man called Chu Tianfan, was.

The blood-colored light on the screen was still flickering.

Numerous flashes of light congregated together, forming letters and words.

Famous Supreme fighters kept appearing on the rankings.

As the rankings were announced from the back, the ones who appeared first were those ranked lower. Examples included Mochizuki Kawa from Japan and the other Supreme fighters from the smaller nations. "Gaius, ranked thirty-secondth!"

"Heavenly Grandmaster, Tang Hao, ranked thirty-first!"

"Xiao Chen, the Sword Saint, ranked twentieth!"

"Ye Qingtian, the War God, ranked thirteenth!"

The ranking had already reached Ye Qingtian, the War God. Still, Ye Fan's ranking had not appeared yet.

This meant that he had an even higher rank.

"Huh? What happened? Why is War God still in the thirteenth place? Logically speaking, after Chu Tianfan's demise, someone should have replaced him in the rankings. Mr. Ye should've risen one rank. Did another hidden genius emerge recently?

When Mo Wuya saw Ye Qingtian's ranking, he frowned in puzzlement.

The previous time the Sky Ranking was announced was when Chu Tianfan had risen to power and defeated Japan.

Back then, he had risen to the twelfth rank, pushing Ye Qingtian down to the thirteenth.

After that, Chu Tianfan met his doom.

Logically speaking, Ye Qingtian was supposed to rise up the ranks.

Yet, his ranking remained the same.

Mo Wuya was naturally puzzled.

"Shut up!"

Tang Hao could not be bothered to entertain that fool.

For that period of time, Mo Wuya had been taking care of his father and training diligently. Other than focusing on his bedridden father and martial arts skills, he paid no attention to anything happening outside. Even for the Sky Ranking's latest updates, he only found out about it from the others coincidentally. Hence, he was unclear about anything major events that had happened recently. However, Tang Hao and the rest were in no mood to explain all that to Mo Wuya. After War God's ranking was announced, he and Sword Saint continued staring ahead intently.

While the light danced around, Sword Saint and Tang Hao's hearts pounded rapidly.

At that moment, every single martial artist in the world was as focused as they were.

Even the Chu family could not be bothered about recuperating. Lying on the hospital beds, they glared at the rankings with bloodshot eyes.

Mochizuki Kawa did not even blink. As he was too nervous, he clenched his fists so tightly that his fingernails dug into his palm.

"It's already the eleventh rank. Soon, the top ten will be announced. Chu Tianfan isn't there yet! Looks like he has entered the top ten in Sky Ranking. He is the first person in Asia to be one of the top ten in the Sky Ranking in the past century. We just don't know which rank he'll be at."

Everyone in the martial arts scene in the world was all fixated on the rankings, including the Hall Master of the War God Castle, Aaron from the Karlo Palace, and the leader of the Polo Palace.

Never before had the entire world's attention been focused on the same individual.

Although Ye Fan was the main character, he was sitting in the hospital like everything was none of his business. Hugging the child, he peeled an orange. His wife sat in front of the bed, while his mother lay behind him.

"Those jerks from the War God Palace! How dare they announce the death of someone who's alive? Mrs. Ye and your mother were so shocked that they got admitted to the hospital! Those b*stards! Don't stop me. I'll kill my way up Mount Van and behead all of them to take revenge!"

In the hospital ward, Gaius was so furious that he was about to stomp out with his sword.

However, when he reached the door, he could not help but yell at Owen and the rest grimly, "What the f*ck? Is none of you going to stop me? That's not really righteous of you."

His earlier words were just an act of bravado.

He expected someone to pull him back, but everyone ignored him.

Gaius felt very embarrassed.

"Enough, enough. Perhaps they were mistaken. They don't mean any ill."

Ye Ximei let out a soft laugh, diffusing the awkwardness for Gaius.

However, Ye Fan did not look like he wanted to talk. With his head lowered, he continued peeling the orange. "Have an orange, Mom. Darling, have a banana. I remember that you don't like oranges," offered Ye Fan thoughtfully.

"Okay. Thank you, hubby."

Qiu Mucheng beamed happily, her eyes crinkling into crescent moons.

While the scene at the Ye family was harmonious, the tension at the War God Castle was reaching its limit.

The atmosphere was so oppressing that Mo Wuya could barely breathe.

He was utterly confused.

What's wrong with Sword Saint and the rest? Do they have to be so nervous? This isn't the first time that the Sky Ranking is announced, anyway. The top eleven ranks have always been dominated by the three families from the Chu Sect. What's the fuss about this?

"In third place-Chu Zhengliang, the head of the Chu family!"

Boom!

The rankings had finally reached the third place.

The cup in Sword Saint's hands exploded immediately, splashing tea all over Mo Wuya's face.

F*ck!

Mo Wuya cursed secretly.

However, he did not dare to complain upon realizing that Sword Saint and Tang Hao's eyes were bloodshot.

Whoosh!

The lights continued to flash.

The second ranking has yet to be decided!

"What?"

"Yet to be decided?"

"What does this mean?"

"How can the ranking be empty?"

Mo Wuya widened his eyes, thinking that the rankings were quite strange this time.

It was only after the top rank on the Sky Ranking was revealed that his confusion was resolved.

It was all because there were two people ranked first in the Sky Ranking.

The first was Tang Yun, the head of the Chu Sect.

The second was Chu Tianfan, the head of the Dragon God Hall.

Indeed, he had managed to rise up to the top of the rankings and become number one, becoming the most powerful Supreme in the world.

"C-Chu Tianfan?"

When Mo Wuya saw that name, he was utterly dumbfounded. His eyes turned bloodshot and his mind became blank.

"H-How is this possible? Didn't he... Didn't he die a longtime ago?"

Mo Wuya stood fixated on the ground. That young man's thin figure seemed to materialize right in front of his eyes.

He would never forget that man called Chu Tianfan, who personally ruined his decades of effort and pride.

Dead silence filled the War God Castle.

Sword Saint let out a dry laugh before slumping against his chair weakly.

Meanwhile, Tang Hao stood paralyzed on the ground with his mouth open. He almost forgot to breathe.

"C-Chu Tianfan? The top rank in the Sky Ranking?" He mumbled under his breath, feeling like God had just played a huge prank on China.