The Man In Rage novel Chapter 1942

Unable to withstand the excruciating pain, King Folo let out blood-curdling wails. “Argh! The pain is killing me! D*mn it! Chu Tianfan, you're a b*stard! I'll fight you to the death!”

Undoubtedly, the saying that a person's ten fingers and heart were interconnected made sense.

The stabbing pain of King Folo's broken finger was unbearable for him. It was as though an electric shock had flowed through his entire body, causing him to howl in utter anguish.

Apparently, King Folo, too, was a vicious man. When he realized there was no way to stop battling against Ye Fan, he gave up pleading and fought against him till the end instead.

As his bellow of rage rang out, he clenched another hand into a fist and threw it at Ye Fan's head. There was a saying that the deadliest way was by striking at the weakest point of the foe.

As they were only inches from each other, King Folo's fist emerged right in front of Ye Fan's face within seconds.

He was sure as h*ll that the man could not defend himself within such a short span. Thus, he would not have any choice but to dodge. When he did so, King Folo would have ample time to take a breath.

Little did the latter realize he had underestimated Ye Fan. Instead of dodging, the man remained standing on the spot like an immovable mountain.

Ah! Could it be he's trying to have a head-on clash with me? King Folowas stunned momentarily before his eyes lit up with a hint of indescribable excitement.

He could not resist mocking Ye Fan inwardly for placing himself in deep water. Has he gone nuts? He's thinking of retaliating against my fist with his head! Hmph! Isn't he putting himself on the line?

Even though King Folo could not wrap his head around Ye Fan's stance, he was more than happy with the absurd act.

Sometimes, it was a better countermeasure to defeat a martial artist by suppressing him psychologically. Hence, King Folo was convinced that he could grab the opportunity to defeat Ye Fan with a fatal blow.

Unable to stifle the surging excitement from within him, he bellowed, “Go to h*ll!”

The next second, he mustered up his strength to throw his massive punch at Ye Fan's forehead.

Ah! I hit the target! King Folo was over the moon.

The head was the most fragile part of the body. I bet there's no exception, even fora supreme grandmaster!

Therefore, King Folo believed Ye Fan would at least sustain severe injury because of his massive punch.

His joy was short-lived. Not long after that, he started to sense something awry.

Even though he saw with his own eyes that his punch had landed on Ye Fan's head, he could not fathom why his hand did not feel the impact.

“Hahaha! It seems you can barely wait for me to meet my end!” Ye Fan's laughter sounded right behind King Folo like a bolt from the blue.

It scared the living daylights out of the supreme grandmaster.

It only struck him that the one hit by him moments ago was actually an illusion. His opponent had moved behind him even before he threw his punch!

Ye Fan was laid back as usual. On the contrary, a panic-stricken King Folo threw out another punch subconsciously.

Unexpectedly, Ye Fan stretched out his palm and grabbed hold of the man's fist firmly before pushing it upward.

Thud!

King Folo's wrist broke with an ear-shattering snap.

“Ouch! My arm!” he wailed again in agony. Unable to withstand the intense pain, tears trickled down his cheeks.

Notwithstanding, King Folo refused to give up. He stretched out another hand to throw his punch maniacally at Ye Fan. Even though his finger was broken by Ye Fan earlier, he could still move his arm and twist his wrist.

However, he was a trapped beast regardless of how frantically he had struggled.

Before he could give a strike, Ye Fan lifted his hand as if he were holding a sword and smashed it hard onto the former's arm.

It felt as though his hand weighed at least ten thousand tons. In the blink of an eye, the immense weight broke King Folo's arms.

Nevertheless, Ye Fan did not want to let King Folo off the hook. He turned to lift the latter's broken arm, swinging him high up in the sky and struck the latter's chest continuously with his elbow.

Bang!