A Dish Best Served Cold (The Man In Rage)
Chapter 1932

With a blinding white light, the sword's energy emanated in every direction.

Standing tall in the air, Ye Fan molded the water into a sword.

Suddenly, a green glow streaked through the air, unleashing a crescent-like blade wheel.

Subsequently, the power of Wind Flow enveloped the heavens and the earth.

"What a troublesome fellow. You were lucky just now to have survived. However, I wonder how much longer lady luck will smile upon you?"

Having recovered from his brief astonishment, Duolun's gaze darkened.

Even though he didn't know how Ye Fan survived his Heavenly Sword Technique, it didn't matter to him.

If he could cut the latter down once, he could certainly do it again.

Therefore, Duolun wasn't bothered by what Ye Fan said.

His words are nothing but bluster. How can such an inexperienced kid actually have any gravitas?

Given that Duolun had drained himself with the last attack, he didn't believe Ye Fan still had anything up his sleeve.

In fact, he was certain that Ye Fan should have been killed by his earlier strike. Hence, he figured the latter was just saved by a stroke of luck. Nevertheless, he was confident that Ye Fan couldn't repeat it, for lightning doesn't strike twice.

With that, Duolun gathered his energy once again, ignoring the battered condition of his body.

This time, he didn't hold back as he drew every last bit of Internal Energy and elemental force from his elixir field.

After that, he channeled them into the sword in his hand.

When he was ready, he stepped into the air and roared, "Heavenly Sword Technique-Hell Slash! Heavenly Sword Technique-Hurricane Slash!"

Once again, Duolun unleashed his most powerful strikes.

At that moment, the blinding light from Duolun's sword enveloped the sky.

With enough power to bring about the apocalypse, Duolun slashed it in Ye Fan's direction.

"Duolun is amazing! Let's see if luck will save the kid this time," Haibu sneered as he watched the battle from afar, clenching his fists.

Just a while ago, he was worried that Duolun was too exhausted by the Heavenly Sword Technique that he was unable to continue the battle.

But now, Haibu realized that his concerns were premature, for the power Duolun released was no weaker than that of his earlier attack. In fact, its aura even seemed to be stronger.

The blade arcs he fired out were like the sharpest weapons in the entire world. Flying forward relentlessly, they decimated everything in their path.

"Duolun's strength has made significant progress from back then. The way I see it, even Tang Yun is no match for him now. After this battle, a warrior from

India will take the first place on the Sky Ranking!"

Upon witnessing Duolun's terrifying power, Haibu broke into a smile that was filled with pride.

It was as if he could see India's martial arts world surpassing China and dominating Aploth in the future.

"Before that happens, we will need to spill your blood as a tribute to India's martial arts world."

Laughing deviously, Haibu stared at Ye Fan as if he was looking at a dead man.

When he saw Ye Fan using a sword to fight Duolun in their final showdown, the smile on Haibu's face deepened, for he remembered that Ye Fan was not good with one.

While conducting research on Ye Fan previously, he learned that the former had an exceptionally tough body constitution that allowed him to withstand anything.

During the battle in the rainforest, Fen Tian and Gaius were unable to kill Ye Fan despite their repeated and unrelenting attacks.

Back then, Ye Fan's power was only that of a Grandmaster.

Ye Fan's strength lies in his impregnable body. Therefore, leveraging it to fight in close combat should be the best strategy here. But now, he has chosen to battle with a sword instead. It's the equivalent of a close-ranged fighter choosing to fight from long range. Not only is it stupid but it also means certain death for him!

"I believe Chu Tianfan is on his last legs now and is unleashing random attacks out of desperation. At the end of the day, he's just too young and inexperienced in contrast to Duolun who has established himself for ages. The gap between them is just too big,"

Haibu remarked with a shake of his head as if he could already picture Ye Fan collapsing in a pool of his own blood.

Unfortunately, Haibu only knew of Ye Fan defending against Fen Tian with his impregnable body. He wasn't aware of how the latter had defeated the head of Chu Sect with a sword.

In fact, Ye Fan topped the Sky Ranking with a sword technique, which was the Cloud and Mist Sword Technique.

Whoosh!

Amidst a powerful gale that caused a maelstrom in the river, Duolun's Heavenly Sword Technique bored down upon its foe.

At the same time, Ye Fan continued to rain down strikes with his sword.

"May cruelty and brutality ravage the earth, and the howl of anguish rule the night. Cloud and Mist Sword Technique, second strike-Ice Heart!"

"Third strike-Green Dragon!"

"Infinite memories are the soul of our lives. Fourth strike-Memorial"

At that moment, storm clouds gathered while the Grange River raged.

Swinging his sword in a methodical sequence, Ye Fan was like a painter wielding his brush to complete his masterpiece.

Meanwhile, Noa was stunned by what was unfolding before her.

She no longer saw heaven and earth. The singular point of her vision was only focused on the figure wielding the sword.

How? How can there be such an amazing person in this world?Boom!

Finally, the battle between the two Supremes was coming to an end.

The Heavenly Sword Technique and the Cloud and Mist Sword Technique clashed in all their glory.

The massive impact released a shockwave of Qi so powerful that it decimated all life in its surroundings.

The heat that resulted was so intense that it caused the water in the river to boil, while the plants and rocks were incinerated into ashes. Worried about becoming collateral damage, Haibu put up his defenses. Even then, he was still pushed back by hundreds of meters. "D*mn it, how can it be so powerful?"

The moment both attacks clashed, Haibu's expression drastically darkened.

It was only then that Haibu realized Ye Fan's sword technique wasn't as weak as he had assumed.

In the blink of an eye, the tide of the battle had turned.

After steadying himself, Haibu looked up nervously at ground zero of the clash.

Clenching his fist, he felt his heart tighten.

Who is it? Who will be the one who laughs last? The new generation of the martial arts world or the old? Who will emerge triumphantly, and who will end up downtrodden? While Haibu was anxiously waiting for the final result, Bapei had arrived at Folo Palace to report the earlier victory.

At that moment, the hills around him began to tremble, causing him to turn around.

"That's strange. What is happening? Didn't Ye Fan die in defeat earlier? Who is Duolun fighting with then?

Could it be that Chu Tianfan wasn't alone and has

help?"

Bapei furrowed his brows slightly.

"Forget it. I'd better report the result of the battle between Duolun and Chu Tianfan first."

Without any further deliberation, Bapei hurried inside Folo Palace.

Meanwhile, the Grange River continued to flow tirelessly as it did for millions of years.

While the storm started to clear and dust began to settle, Haibu couldn't help but hold his breath with anticipation as he waited for the conclusion.

Finally, two figures gradually emerged from the horizon.

Showing no emotion, Ye Fan stood there with Noa lying in his arms.

Opposite him, Duolun, too, was standing expressionless with hissword in hand.

"Huh?"

Haibu didn't understand what was going on.

Did the fight end in a draw?

The moment that thought flashed through Haibu's mind, he saw the figure of his senior shiver suddenly before spewing out a mist of blood that seemed to even contain his shattered organs. The next second, Haibu saw Duolun's aura deflate like a leaking balloon as the latter fell toward the ground like a leaf falling from a tree.