The Man In Rage novel Chapter 896

"You arrogant prick! How dare you insult me? How dare you say I'm unfit and call me shit? That's the biggest joke on earth!”

Mo Wu-Ya's face turned livid with fury in his eyes as he stood in front of Sword Shrine.

His booming voice cut through the air like swords.

He stared coldly at the youth before him.

His angry words kept blowing up in the air.

"Do you know anything about martial arts? Do you know about War God Castle? Do you know who the six pillars of the nation are? You are such a nobody that you probably never even heard about them before. How dare you speak so shamelessly?" Mo Wu-Ya spoke aggressively in fury.

He stood upright loftily with coldness in his heart.

His resounding voice sounded like gold clanging as it reverberated through the air.

"I have traveled the world near and far. Everywhere I go, I am treated with respect by each country's martial arts leaders, and even their presidents welcome me with open arms. The King of Fighters is my father, while the God of War and Sword Saint are like uncles to me. All six pillars of the nation have taught me martial arts. I come and go as I please at War God Castle. I am second to the pillars of the nations! One day, I will get my title and join War God Castle! How dare a nobody like you offend me?"

Mo Wu-Ya's angry voice sounded thunderous.

It sounded like the rolling of thunder ripping through the air.

Suzumiya Eigetsu's face turned pale instantly under Mo Wu-Ya's imposing words.

All the fighters were struck with astonishment.

He was only the son of the King of Fighters, but his aura was already so imposing.

Then how strong were the six pillars of the nation?

"China certainly is the country with the strongest martial arts. The only other countries that can compete are probably Europe and America, right?"

Everyone sighed in their hearts.

They keenly sensed the disparity between the Chinese and Japanese martial arts circles.

This gap could only be reduced after the rebirth of Tsukuyomi Tenshin.

However, Ye Fan remained particularly calm about Mo Wu-Ya's fury while everyone else was in shock.

His expression remained calm and fearless.

Instead, Ye Fan shook his head and scoffed after hearing what Mo Wu-Ya said.

"You sure talk a lot. But so what? I don't even care about your father, let alone you."

His indifferent voice was filled with contempt and dominance.

It seemed as though Ye Fan was unafraid about anything in the world.

It was Chu Tian-Fan's greatest pride to stand fearless against all!

The Book of Celestial Cloud was the source of Ye Fan's confidence and prestige.

"Are you tired of living or what?!"

Mo Wu-Ya almost blew up in anger.

Fury continued seething in his heart.

Initially, he thought Ye Fan would kneel and beg for mercy after learning he was the son of the King of Fighters.

However, Mo Wu-Ya would never have foreseen how arrogantly this young man would reply him.

Despite Mo Wu-Ya's amazing background, all Ye Fan said was, 'so what'?

He didn't even give a hoot about Mo Wu-Ya's father.

Damn!

What the hell?

What a pretentious kid!

Mo Wu-Ya was so angry that his face turned livid as the corners of his eyes twitched.

He had met many people in his life.

However, it was his first time meeting someone as pretentious as Ye Fan.

Ye Fan was simply preposterous.