That night, one plane took off from Mount Yan and flew off into the darkness.
Two broad wings glid through the air at a speed that the naked eye found impossible to see, leaving afterimages of multiple illusory planes in its wake.
Within the cabin sat Ye Qing-Tian. His eyes were cold and sharp like a blade.
Tens of thousands of miles away, the sun was setting across the South American continent.
An enormous red sun hung low on the horizon.
Its reddish light spilled across the lands like fresh blood.
From above, the massive Amazon rainforest resembled an ancient beast sprawling across the ancient lands of the earth.
The creatures of the day were making their way back to their nests or caves for a night's rest.
The lively and bustling rainforest was greeted with a brief respite.
Manaus, the nearest city to the rainforest, began bustling with night life.
Pedestrians streamed down the streets, some of them working folk who had just got off work, some students who had ended class and were on their way home, while others were tourists who had arrived in the city to have a taste of the foreign.
Everything seemed peaceful and well.
The citizens in that city had no idea that a huge war was taking place right now a thousand miles from their home.
Deep in the rainforest, on the island in the middle of the lake, the battle between Ye Fan and Indra had begun.
Before their fight had started, everyone had been convinced that Ye Fan had been a madman who was going to get himself killed.
They had been certain that he wouldn't survive the first attack that Indra would launch at him.
But reality unfolded in a manner that they had not expected.
Ye Fan blocked Indra's first wave of attacks and showed himself an equal of Indra in the fight.
"How...how is this possible? How could that Chinese young man block the powerful attack from a supreme grandmaster? Does he possess the power of a supreme grandmaster as well?"
Everyone was stupefied.
They stared unblinkingly and with disbelief as Ye Fan met Indra's attack head on and held his ground.
It was extremely rare for someone of Ye Fan's age to possess the power of a grandmaster. Such an accomplishment made him a prodigy that only appeared once every hundred years.
To be as powerful as a supreme grandmaster at his age would make Ye Fan a monster.
"That's impossible! Ye Fan cannot possibly be a supreme grandmaster. He's too young. Even if he began training in martial arts since he was a fetus in his mother's womb, he would only be a grandmaster now. That would be the limit of his capabilities. How could he be a supreme grandmaster?"
"Besides, there is no one by the name of Ye Fan amongst the six pillars of China. He cannot be a supreme grandmaster. Indra must have underestimated his enemy's abilities and gone easy on him. That is why the young punk is still alive. He may have escaped death but he can't keep it up forever. Just wait and see. Indra is going to start fighting seriously. Everyone is just an insect to a supreme grandmaster. Within three attacks, our lord will tear that young punk apart!" said Reilo coldly as everyone else looked on with disbelief.
He gritted his teeth and clenched his fists as he glared murderously at Ye Fan.
He would not believe that a young man could be a supreme grandmaster.
He would not believe that a man could attain a power that they could never hope to aspire to in their lifetime with simply twenty years of training.
There was only one explanation. Indra had not put in his all in that fight.
"You're right. Indra must have underestimated his foe."
"I agree. It's impossible that Ye Fan is a supreme grandmaster."
"A supreme grandmaster who's twenty years old?"
"How could that be possible?"
"It's impossible!"
"You need time and hard work to practice martial arts. No matter how much of a prodigy you are, you still have to put in the work every day in order to progress and reach the level of a grandmaster."
"Twenty years of diligence wouldn't cut it."
Everyone nodded profusely upon hearing Reilo's words. They too were convinced that Indra had underestimated his opponent.
"Lord Indra, stop letting him off easy!"
"If we drag the fight out, the pillars of China might turn up in time to help!"
"Dragging this out is just going to bring us more trouble!"
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