Soon, the body of Duolun was carried down from the top of the palace by King Folo and the others.
Bapei cried out, “Duolun, wake up. Please don't die. If you're dead, there will be no one else that can stop Chu Tianfan. Who is going to defend the martial arts world of India then?”
However, Duolun was already long gone.
Half of his body was already sunken in, while his chest had been completely smashed.
One could no longer distinguish his facial features.
King Folo could not imagine the kind of attack that his senior had been through that caused him to end up in such a harrowing state.
It was common knowledge in the martial arts world that it was an easy task to defeat a Grandmaster but an arduous effort to kill one.
Duolun was one of the top ten fighters on the Sky Ranking. As such, it would have been near impossible to kill someone like him.
However, it seemed that such a common knowledge had been proven otherwise with Duolun's death.
“Bapei, it's useless. He's already gone!”
King Folo was equally upset.
Nonetheless, he had to accept the truth no matter how hard it was.
His senior had indeed passed on.
Duolun was now a legend of the past.
Regardless, Bapei still found it very difficult to accept that fact. He was still trying his best to transfer his Internal Energy into Duolun's battered body in the hope of a miracle.
Obviously, it was not possible.
Ye Fan's last attack had eliminated any possibility of Duolun's revival.
The sword had pierced through Duolun's heart and pinned his body at the top of Folo Palace.
And that signified the end of Duolun.
“Why? How did this happen? You had already won, hadn't you? So why are you the one who ended up dead instead?”
Bapei's eyes were filled with anguish and sadness. Tears were flowing down his face.
Duolun had gone through so much hardship in life! I can't believe that after being in seclusion for ten years, his first fight turned out to be his last. He hasn't even made his return known to the martial arts world of various countries yet.
If possible, Bapei wished that Duolun had not come out of seclusion.
Because if that was the case, he would not have died so horribly.
Soon, King Folo and the rest returned to Folo Palace once again.
Haibu, who had been injured by Ye Fan earlier on, had also rushed back to Folo Palace.
At the moment, Ye Fan had yet to launch an attack at Folo Palace.
He had given them one day to hand Junie over.
Right then, the entire Folo Palace had gone into a state of emergency.
All of its disciples armed themselves with weapons and guarded the palace entrance. They were prepared to fight to their deaths.
At the same time, King Folo had released a summon.
In a short span of time, all the martial artists in India were making their way to Folo Palace.
Perhaps, the abilities of those martial artists were nothing compared to that of Ye Fan.
However, a sufficient number of fighters would eventually make up for the lack of quality.
If Ye Fan really forced them to the point of no return, they would have no other choice but to fight to their deaths.
Of course, that would be the worst case scenario.
As of that moment, they still had tons of options.
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