A Dish Best Served Cold (The Man In Rage)
Chapter 509 Who Exactly Are You?

"What? He's actually dodged it again?"

Xu Feng-Liang's expression immediately grew grim as he watched Ye Fan dodge Hua Ying-Long's attacks time and again.

His disdain for Ye Fan earlier had faded quite a bit now.

"Since he could declare himself as a king in Jiangdong, I suppose this young fellow does have what it takes. But so what? This level of capability is still not enough for my niece, and most certainly not worthy of the great Xu family!"

If Ye Fan had shown him respect and begged him earlier, Xu Feng-Liang might have considered letting Ye Fan live.

At most, he could allow Ye Fan to continue seeing Xu Lei in secret.

Empress Wu Zetian had a male harem back in the day too. Once Xu Lei reached a high position and truly became the queen of Yanjing, there was nothing wrong with her having a few lovers.

But unfortunately, Ye Fan had offended him first!

His arrogance and complacency made Xu Feng-Liang dislike Ye Fan very much.

Even if Ye Fan died at Hua Ying-Long's hands, he wouldn't care at all.

"Grandpa, is this what you mean by the hope of Yanjing's martial arts? He doesn't seem impressive at all and he's losing to Hua Ying-Long. He only knows how to avoid the attacks and can't fight back at all. If went out there, I'd definitely perform better than him!" said Lu Wan-Er as she shook her head. Her voice had some disdain and indignation in it.

After all, her grandfather hardly complimented her.

Her grandfather had given such high praise for someone else, so it was only natural for Lu Wan-Er to feel upset about it.

The old general wasn't bothered and continued to watch carefully as he replied quietly, "Wan-Er, you are gifted, but your knowledge is still shallow. Do you think that young man really can't fight back? He just doesn't want to. It's just like how a swordsman looked ordinary when he doesn't pull out his sword. But once he does..." the old man paused for a while. "... he will turn the world upside down!"

What?

Lu Wan-Er trembled at these words.

BOOM!

Another punch was delivered at the same time.

Ye Fan shifted to the left and dodged the punch easily.

"You little punk! Why are you dodging? If you're so skilled, make a move and fight with me properly! Come on! Shrinking and dodging doesn't count!"

It was nearly 100 moves now.

Hua Ying-Long had already delivered about 100 moves since he gave that first kick.

But this Ye Fan was like a loach in the pond.

It swam easily in between the plants and none of it would get on its body!

He hadn't been able to injure Ye Fan the slightest bit since they started the fight.

"You really want me to make a move? If I do, then I'm afraid you'd never be able to use your seven-step continuous strike again. Although to be honest, I'm really interested in experience this Japanese move for myself. I want to see how powerful is that technique that could actually injure Tong Shan." Ye Fan stood with his hands behind his back as his faint laughter filled the air.

Hua Ying-Long's expression froze for a while. "Tong Shan? You mean the silly big guy?"

Hua Ying-Long burst out laughing immediately.

"I was still wondering why a young fellow from Jiangdong didn't just stay put in your territory but came running all the way to Yanjing to die. So you're here to take revenge for that big guy. Sure! Since you want to experience it, I'll grant you this wish!"

WOONG...

Ye Fan could hear a low buzzing sound in the air.

Everyone watched as a short dagger quietly slid out from Hua Ying-Long's sleeve.

The bright white blade reflected the bright sun and gave off a cold gleam!

"That...that's a hidden sword in his sleeve! How dare this bastard use a weapon? Xu Feng-Liang, you're going against the rules! This is going against the policy of using only martial arts!" shouted Xue Ren- Yang angrily at Xu Feng-Liang as he sat up in shock.

The fighting match of Yanjing only allowed fists and legs. Knives and swords were out of the question.

Weapons were all strictly prohibited at the match!

But Xu Feng-Liang just leisurely picked up his teacup to sip a mouthful of tea before he replied the furious Xue Ren-Yang, "Mr Xue, why so angry? Mr Hua isn't using a knife or a sword, that's a bone-knife! It's made from a human bone and bones are part of fists and legs, right? So that's not going against the rules!"

"You...you...Xu Feng-Liang, you're being unreasonable!" Xu Ren-Yang was trembling with anger.

Back in the battle ring, Hua Ying-Long shouted with great gusto, and it sounded like the blast of thunder. "Seven-step continuous strike!"

SLAAASH!

Hua Ying-Long held the short knife in his hands and took seven steps so quickly, he was like a bolt of lightning. Each step felt like lightning had just cut through the air.

It was as swift as wind!

At the same time, each time he took one step, he would slash towards Ye Fan once with his knife!

SLAAAASH!

Just like that, Hua Ying-Long did this again and again. He did seven rounds of seven steps, so Ye Fan's body also took a total of 49 slashes.

His sleeves tore and were in tatters.

Everyone watched as Ye Fan's body became riddled with holes under Hua Ying-Long's powerful attack!

"Fan!"

Xu Lei started crying from worry. She clenched her fists tightly and her fingers dug into her flesh.

The Xue family and the rest were filled with despair at this sight!

Only Xu Feng-Liang remained smug and arrogant.

"He's still just a young and rash man after all. He wanted to step all over the truly rich and powerful and to go against the rules? He can't even get past Hua Ying-Long and he wants to take over the world?" Xu Feng-Liang laughed and shook his head.

As he watched Hua Ying-Long slash the young man again and again, all the things that Ye Fan said earlier on the deck had become a joke to Xu Feng-Liang.

"Huh?"

"That's not right," exclaimed the old general as his pupils narrowed even though everyone else thought Ye Fan was doomed for sure.

"There's no blood and there's no bloodied flesh. Hua Ying-Long is just slicing away at his clothes! None of the 49 slashes have hurt him at all!"

What?

The old general's words were like a giant rock that had dropped into the ocean and created a tsunami in this venue.

Everyone looked back at the center in horror to replace that it was exactly as the old general had said.

Ye Fan's clothes were torn, but there were no wounds on him at all.

"How...how can this be? This is definitely impossible! The big guy was highly skilled in martial arts but he fell to my blade as well. You're just a skinny young fellow. How could you possibly have held up against my technique?"

Hua Ying-Long was completely befuddled.

He stared at how Ye Fan was completely unhurt despite taking 49 slashes of his knife. It was simply unbelievable.

Ye Fan just shook his head and smiled.

"The Chu family has a third young master named Chu Qi-Tian. He has a ninja among his subordinates who is well trained in ninjutsu. So if I'm not wrong, you're that Japanese dog who reports to Chu Qi-Tian." Ye Fan looked down at Hua Ying-Long as he smiled coldly. He spoke and walked towards Hua Ying-Long slowly.

But Hua Ying-Long only felt a chill down his backbone, and his heart froze over.

His face was filled with terror as he stared at Ye Fan. His eyes were bulging from fear. "How...how did you know all of this?"

"Who...who exactly are you?!!!"