The Man In Rage novel Chapter 1312

"Do you remember the tragedy that befell the Chinese martial arts circle in the Amazon rainforest thirty years ago? War God Castle sent five martial artists to the South American continent to join the fight for spirit energy fruits. They were talented martial artists that the Chinese martial arts circle poured vast resources into grooming. They were meant to be the future pillars of the Chinese martial arts circle. One of them was the personal disciple of one of our pillars of the nation and showed the greatest potential to become a supreme grandmaster at the age of fifty."

"Yet, three of them were killed in that fight. The other two were lucky enough to escape back to China alive. But they were seriously injured, with no hopes of a full recovery. They might have survived, but their future in the martial arts circle was ruined. Of the three dead, one was the disciple of one of our pillars of the nation."

"The murderer who killed them was Brahma! He had not yet been made a supreme grandmaster then. After robbing us of our spirit energy fruits, he grew incredibly powerful within a span of a few years and was declared a supreme grandmaster who went on to command South Asia and gain a spot in the Sky Ranking. He is now the leader of the Indian and South Asian martial arts circles."

Talking about the past might bring up terrible memories of pain and shame, but these were memories that could and should not be easily forgotten.

China was a great nation of people that had a glorious history that had spanned five thousand years. She had survived for so long because her people remembered the lessons that history taught them and the shame and dishonor that they had suffered.

They rose anew from the flames of hardship and suffering like a phoenix, again and again.

The massacre that Brahma had committed against Chinese martial artists had caused a huge commotion in the Chinese martial arts circle.

But the martial arts circle was rife with violence and death.

The victorious and strong survived while the weak and defeated perished.

Everyone who participated in every fight for spirit energy fruits should be prepared to die.

That had been why the Chinese martial arts circle had nowhere to vent its fury despite its anger over the death of its members.

Those were the rules.

Everything that happened in the South American continent stayed within the continent.

No one was to seek vengeance for what they had lost during the fight within the Amazon rainforest.

That had been the consensus that had been reached by all martial arts circles across the globe.

The pillars of China could not have demanded the Indian martial arts circle hand over the man who had slaughtered their own.

The only thing that they could do had been to bury that hatred deep inside their hearts and await the right moment to unleash it.

"So, that's him! That scoundrel, he joined the fight with other imminent grandmasters under the guise as one when he was already a grandmaster himself. He's outdone himself this time. He's already a supreme grandmaster and yet here he is again, fighting for treasure with us imminent grandmasters. He has no shame. No matter how powerful the Indian martial arts circle is, they're just a bunch of shameless men and women!'' growled Lv Hua furiously when he realized that this was the man who had slaughtered those Chinese martial artists thirty years ago.

"Lv Hua, mind your words! Do you wish to die? None of us are walking out of here if he hears you," said Kong Ming hastily while alarm flickered in his eyes.

Luckily, every Indian martial artist's attention was pinned on Ye Fan now. No one paid them any attention at all.

"Ye Fan's going to be in so much trouble this time!”

Kong Ming suddenly turned his eyes towards the solitary young man standing in front of the cave. A sense of loss and pity unfurled inside him.

Brahma had killed one of China's best and brightest in martial arts thirty years ago.

Was tragedy going to repeat itself today?

The others around Kong Ming shared Kong Ming's sentiments too as they looked at Ye Fan with pity in their eyes.

"He's so dead."

"That guy's finished."

"Yeah, he's dead meat."

"Everyone else is just an ant to a supreme grandmaster."

"This isn't any supreme grandmaster. It's Indra, the guy who commands the whole of South Asia and whom the world fears and respects."