The Man In Rage novel Chapter 1917

Fen Tian's disciples were looking smug, but the people from the Elysian Faction weren't looking too happy. They had fought Fen Tian before, and they knew how powerful the King of India was in the martial arts world.

The young man before them might be a powerful one as well, but he was too young, so they weren't feeling too hopeful about the outcome.

Just when everyone thought the match was going to end in a draw, someone noticed Ye Fan smiling, which was odd, given the situation.

“Huh?”

“What is going on?”

“That guy is smiling.”

Ye Fan's reaction garnered different reactions from the crowd, but all of them turned into surprise in the next moment.

Nine Qi exploded within Fen Tian, as if they were a cluster of grenades exploding out of nowhere. As they rampaged within Fen Tian, the King of India roared in

pain, and his robes were torn into little pieces.

Butthat was not the end. The king himself was sent flying away like a cannonball. He arced through the air, spewing blood and pieces of internal organs.

Followed by a sickening crunch, the crowd watched in awe as their indomitable king fell to the ground, defeated and disgraced.

He wouldn't stop coughing up blood, and if they didn't know better, they would have thought their king was nothing but a man of the lowest caste.

His pride and majesty were destroyed with a single punch.

A deafening silence fell upon them as everyone took their time to process their shock and grief.

Everyone from the Elysian Faction was flabbergasted, while Fen Tian's disciples stared at the scene in disbelief.

A single punch took the King of India out. If they hadn't seen it before their very eyes, they would never expect a seemingly regular young man to be the one to take out the top fighter of South Aploth— Fen Tian, the guardian of India.

Oh my god. What kind of monster is this guy? The Elysian Faction fighters were trembling in shock.

Fen Tian's disciples were looking as white as tombstones.

Fen Tian was still lying on the ground, looking as if he could die at any given moment. He was trying his best to keep his injuries in control, but the Qi would not stop rampaging within his body. It was as if he had a storm raging within him.

He could not use even an ounce of his own strength, and because he forcibly tried to do so, it tore his wound open, and he coughed violently.

In the end, Fen Tian coughed up even more blood.

“So, how does it feel, Fen Tian? Like the taste of my Boundless Destruction? Feel proud, Fen Tian. It has been a while since I mastered it, but you're the first one to witness its power.

Ye Fan looked at the defeated King of India, as if he was nothing but a wriggling, writhing maggot fighting on for its dear life.

Ye Fan mastered Boundless Destruction back when he was recuperating in Great North. Great North was a land covered in snow and nothing else. Literally. All Ye Fan could see was snow, snow, and more snow.

The only living being by his side was that man. The man whom he should, biologically speaking, call 'Father.'

It was the worst time of his life, and when he regained consciousness, the first thing he realized was that the person he hated most was the only one standing by beside him.

Nobody knew how agonizing Ye Fan felt back then. He would rather die than let that man see him during his weakest hour.

But well, even death was an impossible dream for Ye Fan back then. All he could do was lie down and let that man nurse him back to health.

That man kept talking to Ye Fan during those years. No matter what, he wouldn't stop talking, as if his life depended on him talking to Ye Fan. He touched on every single subject possible. Astrology, geography, history, and even speculations about the future. None were outside his topics of conversation.

When he was out of topic to talk about, he'd tell Ye Fan about the stories he made up himself.

Ye Fan, however, never replied to him. Not even once.

Even so, the man did not give up. He kept talking to Ye Fan every single day. Eventually, he started talking about his own thoughts about martial arts and cultivation.

The inspiration for Boundless Destruction came from that man as well, as much as Ye Fan hated to admit it.