A Dish Best Served Cold (The Man In Rage)
Chapter 1755

Evidently, Ye Fan was trying to figure out how to defeat the indestructible puppet, as he was running out of time.

Or else, he would end up being killed if he continued to fight a battle of attrition against Iron Man.

Initially, he assumed he could use the power of the Dragon God Body to defeat the puppet.

At that point, however, that was obviously wishful thinking on his part.

After their short exchange, Ye Fan had realized how terrifyingly powerful Iron Man was.

Just its physical body alone was stronger than that of Moon God and Chu Yuan.

However, the strength of a warrior depended on a myriad of factors and not one's physical attributes alone. Therefore, on the whole, Iron Man wasn't as big of a threat as a God Realm warrior or even Chu Yuan himself. Nevertheless, the amount of pressure Iron Man managed to pile on Ye Fan was enough to put his life in danger.

"No, I can't let this continue. Or else, the advantage Moon God had brought me would have been wasted in the hands of this puppet." Ye Fan continued to rack his brains with a grim expression.

At the same time, the ancient sword he was holding looked so worn out that it didn't attract anyone's attention at all.

The next moment, Chu Yuan ordered Iron Man to attack Ye Fan again through telepathy.

Furrowing his brows, Ye Fan maintained his position as blood dripped continuously from his arm.

Subsequently, a gentle breeze blew past and carried some of his blood onto the ancient sword.

The moment the sword came into contact with his blood, it began to tremble before a burst of golden light radiated from it. Suddenly, Ye Fan could feel the sword's thirst for

blood.

As if it had a soul, waves of belligerent intent began to fill Ye Fan's heart.

"All right, it's up to you now."

Ye Fan planned to kill Iron Man by attacking with his sword.

The instant the Sword of Yunyang began to radiate its golden hue, Ye Fan stomped on the ground and launched himself into the air.

After his boundless energy culminated from all directions, he stepped into the air and unleashed a devastating attack.

"Cloud and Mist Sword Technique! First strike-Wind Flow!"

"Second strike-Memorial"

Light reflected off his sword as it danced through the air.

Meanwhile, everyone watched as Ye Fan brandished his sword like an extension of his body.

Simultaneously, intense pressure descended upon the scene.

Just like a master painter with a brush in hand, Ye Fan wielded his sword so gracefully that he seemed to make the sky his canvas.

His sword thrust and slashed like a dragon snaking through the air.

In the eyes of those present, it looked like the perfect painting.

"With knowledge comes power, and with power comes greatness! Cloud and Mist Sword Technique! Fifth strike-Unicus!"

In the blink of an eye, Ye Fan had unleashed five strikes.

As the power of Unicus reverberated in all directions, the members of the Chu Sect felt as if they were watching the best swordsman in the world in action. Dressed in white, Ye Fan stood proudly in the air while cutting a lonely figure with his sword.

Just like an old tree standing in the way of a howling gale, Ye Fan emitted an air of invincibility to everyone

who saw him.

"T-This..."

Tang Yun was utterly stunned.

Given that this was her first time watching Ye Fan's swordplay objectively, it finally struck her how skillful he was with a sword.

Even though she had trained the Cloud and Mist Sword Technique for a long time, she noticed that the way Ye Fan wielded it felt different from hers.

When she used the technique, all she could feel was the sword.

Every strike she made didn't transcend beyond the weapon itself.

However, from the way Ye Fan wielded his sword, she could feel life itself from it.

When Ye Fan's Cloud and Mist Sword Technique was on full display, it felt like a slideshow of many different lives that amalgamated into a world by itself.

The Tang family's ancestors had not only devised a sword technique but one that could be turned into a language that was used to build that world.

"Is that the true nature of the Cloud and Mist Sword Technique? This must have been the real intention of my ancestors when they developed it. Evidently, the true owner of this technique isn't me but Chu Tianfan instead."

Filled with awe, Tang Yun looked at Ye Fan with both reverence and desire.

In truth, it was rare for her to admire anyone, especially when it came to the sword techniques which she had always been proud of.

Nevertheless, Ye Fan had become the first man she was willing to submit herself to.

It was said that exceptional men would appear particularly attractive. Ye Fan was one of those men at that very moment.

Even though he had unleashed five strikes, Ye Fan didn't stop.

"Only by experiencing pain can one know it. Only by having attachments can one sever them. With a wise heart, one can pierce through anything with wind and

ice! Sixth strike-Dismemberment!"

At that moment, a massive force enveloped the sky while the Sword of Yunyang Ye Fan was holding radiated a blinding light.

Nevertheless, he wasn't done yet.

When Tang Yun saw him raise the sword up high, she knew that the final strike was about to emerge.

"To submit oneself is not in one's nature. Cloud and Mist Sword Technique! Seventh strike- Undefeatable!"

Boom!

The sky split open as a powerful gale began to blow.

Upon unleashing the seventh strike, the clear weather a moment ago changed instantly.

Storm clouds began to gather as lightning filled the skies.

In spite of that, everyone's attention was fixated upon the Sword of Yunyang in Ye Fan's hand.

At that moment, the ancient sword radiated a massive amount of energy that was never seen before.

Engulfed by an inferno of flames, the sword looked as if it was a rising sun amidst the clouds.

"D-Doesn't it look like the blazing sun with clouds?"

"C-Could that sword be the Sword of Yunyang, which once belonged to Mr. Chu Yunyang, founder of the Chu family?"

When he saw the luminosity radiated by the sword, Chu Yuan's expressionless face was filled with shock. In fact, his eyes almost popped out of his head.

"H-How is that possible? How can the Chu family's treasure fall into that b*stard's hands?"

Utterly stunned, Chu Yuan looked as if he was about to explode with his bloodshot eyes.

The three treasures of the Chu family-Invoke the Celestial Sky, the Sword of Yunyang, and the Iron Man puppet, were left behind by their ancestors. Consequently, they were a symbol of the Chu family's legacy.

As the first two treasures had been lost for a long time, the Chu family was only left with the Iron Man puppet. Consequently, Chu Yuan was appalled to learn that Ye Fan had the other two treasures in his possession.

Could that b* stand have been chosen by Mr. Yunyang?

At that moment, Chu Yuan's heart finally wavered.

He had always seen himself as a pure descendant of the Chu family and Chu Yunyang's chosen successor.

As for Ye Fan, he was nothing but an illegitimate child with a sullied bloodline. He was only fit as a b*stard. However, the appearance of the Sword of Yunyang triggered Chu Yuan's doubt about the legitimacy of the Chu family. Nonetheless, he knew it wasn't the time to delve into the matter then.

Given that the Sword of Yunyang had awakened, Iron Man would likely have trouble defending against it.

Thus, Chu Yuan needed to call it back at once.

"Iron man, retreat!"

With a loud roar, Chu Yuan ordered Iron Man back to fall back behind him through telepathy.

Despite the overwhelming strength of the Sword of Yunyang, Ye Fan still wasn't at God Realm Level. Hence, Chu Yuan was still confident in blocking Ye Fan's attack.

Unexpectedly, Iron Man seemed to have lost control and no longer obeyed Chu Yuan's instructions. All it did was stand motionless at the same spot.

Subsequently, much to everyone's surprise, Iron Man dropped to its knees with a loud bang in the direction of the Sword of Yunyang.

"Dad, it's been a thousand years. I, Iron Man, have missed you so!"