A Dish Best Served Cold (The Man In Rage) novel Chapter 1253

The spirit energy fruits shone beautifully in the depths of the dense forest.

Such a valuable asset to their martial arts cultivation was like seeing the prettiest woman in the world exuding her charms in the nude.

So when they discovered these fruits, the martial artists gathered in front of the tree couldn't wait to rush towards it and claim the fruits as their own.

"The Australian team found these fruits first, so they belong to us! Get lost!” shouted an Australian martial artist furiously.

"What a joke! The most capable martial artist gets it, not the first one to spot it!

Whether you get the fruits or not depends on your ability!"

A huge fight immediately ensued.

Martial artists from three countries began to fight each other.

Hefty blows filled the air like the surging waves of the sea.

Trees collapsed and there were cracks in the ground from the impact.

The impact from their powerful blows made everything in the vicinity shake wildly.

After a long and tough fight, the Australian team eventually defeated the other two teams and managed to get the spirit energy fruits.

"Haha! Did you think you were any match for us? Dream on!" laughed the Australian fighters gleefully as they wiped away the blood on their lips.

The other martial artists were all on the ground and reeling in pain.

Even though they felt indignant, they were too badly injured to continue fighting. They could only clench their teeth and watch the Australian fighters leave with the spirit energy fruits.

Fan! Let's go and get them!” Angie got anxious when she saw that the Australian martial artists were getting away and was about to jump out and fight.

But Ye Fan held her back. "Angie, wait!"

"But why?” Angie didn't understand.

Just then, a black shadow suddenly flashed past them from the depths of the forest like a ghost.

His footsteps were steady and his energy surged like the waves.

He stepped on all the leaves on the ground and appeared in front of the Australian fighters in the blink of an eye.

He then slammed a heavy palm down on the fighters who were about to leave.

BOOM!

The Australian fighters were badly injured from this slam and flew out and they spewed blood from the mouth.

The fruits in their hand also flew out and landed in the hands of this black shadow.

The Australian fighters convulsed after landing on the ground and spat another mouthful of blood out.

The other man stood proudly in front of him with one hand behind his back and the other hand gently rubbing the bluish-green spirit energy fruit. His face was veiled by a black cloth and it was impossible to see his features.

"You bastard! How dare you sneak an attack on us!" one Australian fighter was furious that he had lost the fruits just like that.

The fighters from the other countries were upset when they saw this as well.

They went through such a fierce fight earlier but the fruits went to neither of them.

But just after the Australian fighter finished shouting, the man in black waved his sleeve and sent a surge of energy out at the Australian team.

The team was severely injured again. A long and terrifying wound appeared on their faces.

"You're all nothing but a bunch of trash. How dare you covet a treasure like this?” laughed the masked man as he shook his head and looked pitifully at the rest of them.

"After fighting for so long, the one who has the last laugh is me! MUAHAHA!" gloated the masked man. He really loved the feeling of being able to reap the harvest he didn't work for.

The rest of the martial artists who were furious earlier were now in deep shock.

In just a few seconds, the fruits had changed hands again.

Ye Fan twiddled with the fruits in his hand and smiled faintly as he said, "Looks like I'm the one with the last laugh after all."

The masked man climbed to his feet after landing and wanted to charge at Ye Fan again, but Ye Fan quickly reminded him, "You'd better think about it carefully. Do you want your life or these fruits? You might lose them both."

"Why, you!!" The masked man nearly puked blood in anger from Ye Fan's threatening words.

Even though his face was covered by a black cloth, everyone could feel the anger seeping from the masked man.

"Fine! I admit defeat today! But do you dare to leave your name so that I can seek revenge in the future?" asked the masked man through clenched teeth as he got to his feet and glared at Ye Fan.

Of course, these were just words to help the masked man salvage the little reputation he had left, and this was a common question that martial artists asked after losing a battle. He didn't think

Ye Fan would really tell him his name.

To his surprise, the young man chuckled and said, "Listen carefully. I'm a martial artist from China, and my name is Lv Hua. If you wish to take revenge, I, Lv Hua, am ready for you anytime."

"Excellent! You're a really audacious one! Trust me, Lv Hua, I'll make you regret this!" The masked man clenched his fists tightly, then left quickly after that.

After the masked man left, Angie came running out happily. She took the two fruits from Ye Fan and started hopping about in joy.

"Oh my! Oh my! We did it! We'd better leave before someone else comes," Angie hurried Ye Fan along.

"Please wait!" a voice suddenly called out after them.

One of the injured Australian martial artists came walking over and called after Ye Fan.

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