A Dish Best Served Cold (The Man In Rage)
Chapter 503 A Huge Battle Unleashed

"Grandpa, what now? Are you going to do anything about it?" asked Lu Wan-Er worriedly as she looked at her grandfather.

Lu Wan-Er could sense that the fight today was not just a matter of Yanjing's future political situation, but a question of China's dignity.

If they allowed the Japanese to defeat all the various powers of Yanjing and dominate them, it would be a national level embarrassment.

"Let's and wait and see. The Lin family hasn't sent their representative yet. Since we're outsiders, it's better if we don't interfere unless we have no choice. I hope there is someone who is strong enough to beat him in Yanjing," said the old man dressed in a military suit profoundly.

After Wu Tian-Xiong fell to the ground, the employees hurried over to remove him from the ring and send him to the hospital.

"Is there anyone else who can't accept my win? Just keep coming."

Hua Ying-Long stood with his hands behind him as his arrogant and stern voice rang again.

After a long silence, a young man finally walked up to the fighting ring under immense pressure.

"Teng Zi-Jing from Lan-Tian Martial Arts Academy hopes you can share a few pointers!" said the burly youth as he clasped his hands and introduced himself.

The man's voice even trembled as he spoke.

Hua Ying-Long furrowed his brows when he noticed it.

"Forget it, leave."

"Huh...huh?" said Teng Zi-Jing in a daze.

He didn't know what Hua Ying-Long meant by that, so he quickly asked anxiously, "Sir, let...let's fight first."

Hua Ying-Long ignored him and continued, "Go and get those martial art academy representatives who haven't fought yet to come over and just attack together." What?

Teng Zi-Jing was stunned.

Everyone around them was shocked too.

"Darn!"

"Everyone? Fight together?"

"That would be fierce!"

"He's going overboard with his pretentiousness!"

Everyone exploded when they heard Hua Ying-Long speak.

Lei Dong-Bao was so excited that his face flushed as his saliva started flying through the air.

"Does he want to confront all the heroes of Yanjing on his own? Oh my! That's incredible! What is he trying to do? Does he want to go against the will of heaven?" shouted Lei Dong-Bao uncontrollably. It was unexpected that a fighting match could be so thrilling.

At the center of the arena, Lin Feng and the others seemed undoubtedly angry.

"Hua Ying-Long is way too arrogant!"

"Does he want to fight all of us by himself?"

"This is utter disrespect towards the rich and powerful of Yanjing!"

"Mr Lin, what should we do now?"

"Shall we attack one by one or together?"

All the heads of the influential families in Yanjing were undoubtedly put in a spot.

If they fought Hua Ying-Long one by one, he was too strong for them, and it would probably be suicidal.

But if they attacked together, it was a disgrace even if they won.

It would be an unfair victory!

"Attack! Attack him together. Since he wants to die, let's grant him his wish!" said Lin Feng. After a short silence, Lin Feng decided to accede to Hua Ying-Long's request.

All the martial arts experts whom the rich and powerful of Yanjing invited attacked in full force.

"But this is a disgraceful move," commented someone bitterly.

Lin Feng laughed coldly and said, "A disgrace? You mean if we attacked him one by one and ended up getting beaten up like dogs it won't be embarrassing anymore?"

"Erm..."

Lin Feng's question hit the nail on the head, so the other party didn't know how to respond.

He was right. Since it was between the choice of losing embarrassingly or winning disgracefully...

...then they may as well try to fight.

At least they would win.

"Okay!"

"Together now!"

"Doesn't he want to be the King of Yanjing?"

"How can he have the cheek to call himself the King of Yanjing without defeating the rich and powerful of Yanjing!"

After they made up their minds, all the martial arts academies counted their troops.

"Meng-Liang from Tian-Liang Martial Arts Academy is ready for battle!"

"Niu Zhen-Yuan from Zhen-Yuan Martial Arts Academy is ready for battle!"

"Lu Luo from Guang-Ming Martial Arts Academy is ready for battle!"

Very quickly, 18 martial arts academies and all the representatives of each family got onto the stage and prepared for battle.

"Mr Xue, what about the Xue family? Are you going to sit by and watch? Aren't going to take Mr Chu out for a stroll?" mocked Lin Feng immediately when he spotted Xue Ren-Yang sitting in the corner quietly. "Haha, Mr Lin, even if he wants to take him out for a walk, he must replace the man first. The dude probably ran off a long time ago. If Mr Xue can't replace him, then he can only sit back and watch. Even though you're an old geezer, you have a backbone. You were so assertive when you turned independent the moment we meet with some puny disagreement about Mr Chu. In the end, you found yourself a wuss who ran without daring to enter the ring. After the fighting match is over, the Xue family can just wait to die!" cursed Zhao Si as he looked at Xue Ren-Yang.

"You...you..." said Xue Ren-Yang furiously as he trembled. He had never been so offended by a younger person so badly that veins popped up on his forehead.

"Me? Me? What about me? You can tell me about when your tongue is straightened out. But this will be your last chance. When the Xue family collapses in the future, you won't even have the right to speak to us!"

"Haha!"

Zhao Si and Lin Feng turned away and ignored the old man as they chortled.

"Just you wait! When the Dragon Master makes a comeback, you snobs will die horrible deaths!" scolded Xue Ren-Yang angrily.

But Xue Ming-Xin looked worried.

"Uncle Ren-Yang, has Mr Chu replied?"

Xue Ren-Yang clearly wanted to get Ye Fan to fight when he called Ye Fan earlier, but Ye Fan didn't answer the phone.

Then Xue Ren-Yang sent Ye Fan a text message.

Xue Ren-Yang hung his head and checked his phone before shaking his head.

Xue Ming-Xin's heart turned cold instantly.

"Uncle Ren-Yang, do you think Mr...Mr Chu left...left? Why don't we run too?

Regardless of who wins, the Xue family is game over! If we stay, we are just waiting to be killed," persuaded Xue Ming-Xin bitterly. He was already nervous.

But Xue Ren-Yang clenched his fists tightly as he said, "Ming-Xin, let's wait a little longer. I don't believe that Mr Chu would leave the Xue family in the lurch!" Xue Ren-Yang indignantly spoke as he looked up in the hope of replaceing Ye Fan.

But he was clearly disappointed.

There were thousands of people present at the arena. He forgot to note where Ye Fan was seated due to anxiety, so he couldn't locate Ye Fan now.

Xue Ren-Yang kept praying in his heart for the Dragon Master not to give up on the Xue family yet.

Otherwise, his life's work was ruined!

The atmosphere in the fighting ring was still.

On one side, Hua Ying-Long stood with his hands behind him.

On the other end, 18 high skilled fighters were ready to pounce.

A huge battle unleashed!