The Man In Rage novel Chapter 1803

“General Long!”

Li Er and his companions were shocked and enraged when they saw that Fen Tian had seriously injured Long Baichuan, and they began yelling indignantly at Fen Tian, “You b*stard!”

“What's so heroic about bullying the weak?”

“How dare you do such a thing in front of all these martial arts leaders? Aren't you afraid of bringing shame to your country?”

“If you're truly that skilled, why don't you wait until Mr. Chu recovers and fight him properly?”

Fen Tian frowned, and he looked a little angry.

Perhaps it was because their comments hit too close to home.

“Where did you clowns come from? You're not martial artists, yet you dare to criticize me? I think you've all got a death wish!”

His eyes hardened. Turning to face Li Er, he raised his arm and swung his blade down through the air.

Being King of India, Fen Tian ranked as a supreme grandmaster in the Sky Ranking.

Even during the battle in the rainforest, Ye Fan was seriously injured by him.

Despite having one of his arms cut off by Tang Yun, Fen Tian's capabilities as a supreme grandmaster were still far beyond what Li Er and the others could take on.

Just as everyone on the ship despaired, they felt a blast of Qi slice through the air and collide head-on with Fen Tian's attack.

Time seemed to stand still for a split second before Fen Tian's blow was deflected.

Fen Tian let out a low grunt as he was sent staggering backward.

After steadying himself, his face flushed scarlet as he turned and growled, “What's the meaning of this, Sword Saint? Don't tell me War God Castle has decided to risk offending the entire world to defend this wicked brute!”

Indeed, Xiao Chen—a Hall Master of War God Castle and also known as Sword Saint—was the person

behind the counter-attack.

Embarrassed that Sword Saint had managed to repel his attack and send him staggering backward, Fen Tian clenched his fists so tightly that his knuckles cracked.

After hearing Fen Tian's question, everyone subconsciously turned toward those from China.

Those from Chu Sect, in particular, gazed at Sword Saint coldly as they waited to see how he would respond.

“Sword Saint, please think twice before you act. Now isn't the time to act rashly,” Mo Gucheng cautioned behind him in a low voice.

Seemingly unfazed by Fen Tian's questioning, Sword Saint replied frostily, “I didn't see you attack Chu Tianfan. I only saw that you were bullying the weak. How could I possibly allow a foreigner to act so lawlessly and slaughter a fellow compatriot when we're at the borders of China? Don't make the mistake of thinking you can act as you wish because War God isn't around. It'd do you good to remember that my sword is not for decoration. We don't shield criminals, nor will we tolerate your mistreatment of an innocent compatriot.”

He spoke firmly and resolutely. The commanding tone behind those harsh words was evident, and his voice boomed like rolling thunder.

Even the calm sea began to stir at his words, causing it to become rough with choppy waves.

As for Fen Tian, the color drained from his face, and his initial arrogance dissipated at once.

The expressions of the other skilled martial artists also darkened, and they quickly warned their subordinates not to do anything impulsive.

Mochizuki Kawa had intended to kill some of Ye Fan's subordinates in the chaos, but he quickly thought better of it.

All of them could sense that Sword Saint truly meant what he said.

There were many others from China on the ship as well, and they were not about to let anyone kill any of their countrymen.

“Well said!” one of them piped up.

“I wouldn't expect anything less from the Hall Master of War God Castle. Your commanding presence alone is enough to win my admiration!” another person called out.

Just as their shouts died down, one of the men in the crowd stepped forth.

At the same time, everyone felt a spine-chilling aura erupt around them. It was even more terrifying than anything they had felt earlier, and it swept over them like a tsunami.

The imposing aura pressed down on them like an indomitable mountain, forcing them to take a step back.