The Man In Rage novel Chapter 1194

As the leader of the Xingyi Sect, Chen Lan was a master of Xingyi Boxing and its array of moves.

He unleashed the Thirteen Xingyi Punches effortlessly, launching a flurry of powerful punches that swung at Ye Fan with a relentless force.

"Dear heavens, is that the Thirteen Xingyi Punches, the most powerful move of the Xingyi Sect? Our instructor is incredible!" one of the soldiers gasped aloud.

A few other soldiers appeared confused. "The Thirteen Xingyi Punches? What's that, Li? Can it compare to our Military Boxing?"

"Of course! Xingyi Boxing was created during the Qing Dynasty and has a long history that spans two hundred years. When attacking with Xingyi Boxing, the practitioner's mind and spirit have to be one. So do their mental and physical strengths, the upper and lower halves of their body, their elbows and their knees as well as their arms and their legs. The Thirteen Xingyi Punches is the most challenging, most profound and most powerful move in Xingyi Boxing. Our instructor lives up to the name of leader of the Xingyi Sect indeed. I can't believe he's mastered this move! The Green Dragon Force's fate is sealed. They're dead meat," rambled the soldier named Li.

He had been an ardent fan of Chinese martial arts since he had been a child and had dabbled a little in various traditional martial arts like Taiji Boxing and Xingyi Boxing.

He had recognized the well-known move in Xingyi Boxing as soon as Chen Lan had unleashed it.

The other soldiers around him still appeared a little confused, but it didn't matter. All they needed to know was that Chen Lan was an amazing martial artist.

Yet, Ye Fan appeared unfazed by Chen Lan's ferocious attack. A strange emotion danced in his dark eyes.

He looked at Chen Lan and shook his head slightly. "So, you're the one who hurt my people then. That's all I needed to know."

His chilly words were like a gust of cold wind that had risen out of nowhere, a quiet moaning that plunged those who had heard it into the depths of a freezing abyss. The temperature in the air took a sharp plummet.

"Humph! Those are just words of bravado. There's no way I'm going to lose to a young punk like you." A deep furrow creased Chen Lan's brow when he sensed the aura of power emanating from Ye Fan.

Nevertheless, he remained unconvinced that Ye Fan was his match.

Achieving mastery in martial arts wasn't something that one achieved in a day.

He had been learning martial arts since he had been a child. There was no way a mere young man could rival the years of training he had poured into martial arts.

Besides, he had mastered the Thirteen Xingyi Punches, one of the most powerful techniques in martial arts. He was confident of his victory.

That was why he was convinced that the success of Ye Fan's earlier attack had been a fluke. He had been caught by surprise, which had been why Ye Fan had managed to drive him back.

But was that truly the case?

Everyone's eyes were fixed on the scene before them, barely straying from the sight of Chen Lan and Ye Fan's impending collision.

Chen Lan charged at Ye Fan with the ferocity of a tornado. Yet, the other man simply stood there quietly.

His hands were folded behind his back.

There was no hint of emotion, neither joy nor sorrow, on his face.

He was akin to an unmoving boulder rooted to the very earth as the storm raged around him.

"Why isn't he attacking? Has he given up on all hope? Maybe he knows that he's no match for Instructor Chen and has given up on fighting. What trash! He used to be an instructor in our camp, didn't he? He's an utter joke!" Voices of derision rose in the air.

Many of the soldiers were laughing out loud in mockery. Their eyes were filled with scorn as they looked at Ye Fan.

Most of them didn't know Ye Fan at all.

After all, Ye Fan had joined the Jiangdong military camp a month ago.

He had barely spent much time in camp during this period.

Even when he had been in camp, he had spent his time with and on the Green Dragon Force. Ordinary soldiers hardly had the chance to bump into Ye Fan.

Thus, despite the size of the Jiangdong military camp and the vast army of soldiers it housed, the few soldiers who truly felt any sense of loyalty towards Ye Fan were the members of the Green Dragon Force.

One might count Wang Dong-Sheng amongst this small group of soldiers, but honestly, his feelings towards Ye Fan seemed to be primarily that of fear and awe instead of loyalty and respect.