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A Dish Best Served Cold (The Man In Rage) novel Chapter 1920

Summary for Chapter 1920: A Dish Best Served Cold (The Man In Rage)

Chapter 1920 – A Turning Point in A Dish Best Served Cold (The Man In Rage) by Gia Bater

In this chapter of A Dish Best Served Cold (The Man In Rage), Gia Bater introduces major changes to the story. Chapter 1920 shifts the narrative tone, revealing secrets, advancing character arcs, and increasing stakes within the Romance genre.

Dust swirled in the air, and the island itself rumbled.

“Sir!”

The Elysian Faction fighters feared up the moment Ye Fan was sent flying onto the ground.

“Sir, that was not a smart move. Really, it was not. I told you that lightning is the strength of the heavens itself. It's not something humans can endure just by themselves.”

They thought it was a shame. Ye Fan could go toe to toe with Fen Tian at such a young age, so if he was given ample time, he would have enough power to shake the world of martial art.

However, he met an untimely death, and they thought it was a pity. Ye Fan's death was a great loss for the martial arts world.

After all, Ye Fan was struck by the nine dragons. Not even Fen Tian could withstand the power of nine lightning strikes, so they thought Ye Fan must be dead.

Even though Ye Fan was more powerful than Fen Tian was, he would at the very least be a hair's breadth away from death.

Fen Tian laughed again. “So, how do you like my formation? I ran this island for fifty years, and this formation has absorbed fifty years' worth of energy. Even a god realm fighter would be locked down for nearly thirty minutes. An exile like you can't possibly hope to break through.”

Fen Tian sounded arrogant, as if he thought he had won the battle.

“Chu Tianfan, you know what your worst flaw is? You're too arrogant. See? You think too highly of yourself, and you think everyone else should grovel before you.

“Yes, I admit that I am weaker than you are. I'm not as talented as you are, and I am not as powerful as you are. In a one-on-one battle, I could never hope to be a match for you. But you seem to forget one thing: the Island of the King of India is my domain!

“And in my domain, I am the strongest possible fighter! Anyone who's foolish enough to go against me will be crushed and scattered!”

Thunder rumbled above, and Fen Tian's voice was carried across the island. He looked like a victor who was announcing his victory in battle. Then he opened his arms and pushed downward.

Everyone saw the ninth and final dragon charging toward the crater, intending to finish Ye Fan off for real this time.

“You shall die, Ye Fan!”

A great explosion blew up in the crater, and shockwaves spread across the island. Burning heatwaves swept across the land, and the lightning pierced through everything.

The intense heat turned the plants and rocks around into air, and ground zero looked like it was nothing but a space of vacuum. There was nothing in there except for a dark, infinite abyss that stretched deep into the ground.

“It's all over. There's not even a molecule of him left.”

The Elysian Faction fighters looked scared, and finally, all their strength left them, and they plopped down on the ground.

The other survivors looked at the ground of impact in horror. Nobody thought Ye Fan could survive that.

Anything and everything would be smashed into pieces from the impact of the attack, and then they would be turned into air from the heat right away.

They knew that Fen Tian had taken the necessary steps to make sure not even an atom of Ye Fan was left, and that struck their hearts with terror.

Eventually, silence returned to the land. The dust had settled, and the wind was quiet. Not a soul was stirring, save for Fen Tian, who was huffing and puffing.

A short rest later, Fen Tian suddenly roared in laughter. “I won. It's my victory. I killed Chu Tianfan! I killed the number one Sky Ranking fighter!”

He laughed again. “So, in the end, it is I, Fen Tian, who claims victory!”

Fen Tian laughed maniacally, as if he was about to go mad with delight. He bellowed up into the heavens, venting his frustration and delight at the same time.

All his fear, terror, and shock were finally let loose. It was as if he was a traveler in a desert who finally came across an oasis after venturing for a long time.

Nobody but Fen Tian himself could understand how ecstatic he was feeling. Even though it had only been an hour since Ye Fan made his appearance, it was enough to pile a mountain of pressure on Fen Tian.

But just when everyone thought they would die, the island started to shake, and they seemed to hear a vague sound coming from deep underground.

“Huh? What's going on? Is this another earthquake?” Fen Tian frowned.

The sound was getting louder and louder, as if something was coming out from under the ground.

Eventually, Fen Tian realized what the sound was. No. It's not a sound. It's a voice! Someone's talking!

“Invoke the Celestial Sky! First form! Cloud Sun Kick!”

What? Fen Tian knew that voice anywhere, and he started shivering in fear. He looked down at the infinite abyss in disbelief, and a moment later, a burst of golden light broke through the abyss, soaring into the air.

A slender man flew up into the air, as if he was a sword of justice tearing through the darkness.

Dragons swirled around him, covering him in golden light as he shot up high into the air and slammed his leg into the fire dragons that were flying high up in the air.

And just like that, one fire dragon exploded into flames. An intense heat wave swept across the air, but it did not stop that man.

The kick went straight to the second dragon, and it too burst into flames without any resistance.

“Second form, Tumble of the Majestic Mountain!” Ye Fan announced.

The silhouette of a fist appeared among the sandstorm, and it looked like it was a mountain. As it flew through the air, three more dragons were destroyed.

“Third form, Earthshaking Palm!” Ye Fan released the third form without even stopping to catch his breath. This time, he stretched out both of his hands and ran across the air to catch the dragons.

A few more attacks later, three more dragons were destroyed. Ye Fan tore them apart with nothing but his bare hands.

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