A Dish Best Served Cold (The Man In Rage) novel Chapter 1973

When Ye Fan finally made his move, there was a thunderous crash.

It felt as if Hades was wielding his knife and getting ready for his grand feast!

He rushed into the crowd and threw a punch.

Instantly, the tremendous energy of the Power of Lightning swept across all directions.

The three Grandmasters in front of Ye Fan did not even have the time to cry out in pain. Instead, they blew up into pieces under Ye Fan's attack.

Grandmasters were considered esteemed fighters.

Yet, those Grandmasters were mere preys when they encountered Ye Fan.

One punch was enough to blow the three of them into pieces!

Ye Fan's first move had shocked everyone as the bloody flesh of the three Grandmasters rained down on several of the onlookers.

However, before those people could regain their senses, Ye Fan made his next move.

This time around, he struck his palm out, and it covered the entire sky.

Summoning the energy from the heavens and the earth, he sent the killing force toward the crowd.

“Run!”

“Hurry up!”

“Quick! Run!”

Looking at the gigantic palm that covered the sky, the martial artists from various countries could sense the terrifying and destructive force that was coming their way.

All of them were petrified, and they felt chills down their spines.

The courage and confidence they had earlier on had all but vanished!

Every one of their noble claims of justice had turned into empty talk when their lives were at stake!

At that moment, they had forgotten about upholding justice. There was only a single thought left in their minds.

We have to make a quick escape!

Run for our lives!

But, can we?

No matter how fast they were, they could never be faster than Ye Fan's undefeatable moves.

Boom!

The humongous palm of Ye Fan had finally landed.

Upon impact, the earth cracked, and the rocks were shattered.

As a result, the entire hall was destroyed completely.

Everything within ten meters had turned into ruins.

Close to twenty martial artists failed to escape the direct impact of Ye Fan's palm.

As such, they died on the spot.

Once the dust had settled, all that was left was a huge palm print.

On that palm print, fresh blood could be seen flowing, bones were rolling around, and brain matter was flowing like streams.

Those who managed to survive were utterly stunned.

They were stupefied to witness the horrifying scene in front of them.

It was dead silent everywhere other than the gasps from the crowd.

It was only when Ye Fan turned and looked at them once more that all of them regained their senses!

“Demon!”

“He's a demon!”

“He's truly the Devil!”

Many of them cried out in fear and despair.

Huangniu, who was not too far away, could not help but laugh.

A moment ago, didn't all of you call Ye Fan a demon? That Ye Fan is out for blood?

Now that he has really turned into a demon and started killing, why are all of you acting so surprised?

Sometimes, that was how some things were in this dog-eat-dog world.

In truth, they did not care if Ye Fan was truly a bloodthirsty monster. All they wanted to do was to put all the blame on him.

With that, when they were attacking Ye Fan and stealing his secret techniques and divine weapons, they would feel that they were doing it on moral high ground.

To them, that would not be robbery but an act of justice.

However, their plan did not seem to be going too well.

If it had been another Supreme, they might have gotten away with it.

At the end of the day, they had forgotten the most important factor.

It was Ye Fan they were dealing with!

The man was ranked first in the Sky Ranking.

Back when all the Supreme fighters had him surrounded, none of them could manage to finish him off.

Thus, there was no way that the rabble in front of Ye Fan right now could do anything.

Therefore, from the moment evil intentions arose in them, their deaths were already carved in stone.

The massacre continued.

With the swords on his back, Ye Fan went through the mob and killed at will.

He did not pull out his swords, nor did he need to.

The combination of both Dragon God Body and Raijin Thunderdrake had turned Ye Fan's body into the sharpest weapon in the world.

With every punch, he smashed a group of people.

With every step he took, he stomped a bunch of them to death.

One by one, they succumbed.

One by one, the Grandmasters died by his hand.

Nobody had expected that a celebration like that would cause the death of the martial artists from various countries.

Meanwhile, Junie and Noa, who were watching the battle from afar, were totally in shock!