“This is bad. The four Dragon Slayers were neutralized before Chu Qitian made a move. I'm afraid the
battle will be one-sided once Chu Qitian enters the fray.”
Zhang Zixi and the rest watched from afar on Mount Yunding, their surprise caused by Gaius rapidly
dispelling, leaving only worry behind.
“Take one last look at your subordinates, Chu Tianfan, because they're going to die soon. You should
be feeling sorry for leading them to their deaths.”
Chu Yuan looked smug, for the scales of victory had begun to tip in favor of Chu Sect.
However, Ye Fan shook his head with a smile.
“Hold your horses. This is simply the beginning,” he said calmly.
He turned to gaze at the edge of the horizon, and his deep voice rang out in all directions. “King Folo, I
think you have had your fill of watching us. Don't hold it against me if you still don't show up.”
Everyone was stunned.
King Folo? Isn't he a Supreme from India? Is he here?
King of Fighters and Sword Saint were taken by surprise, while Chu Yuan's eyes darkened.
An ominous feeling began to build in the pit of their stomachs as the seconds ticked by.
The horizon remained stubbornly empty with no silhouette to be seen after a full ten seconds.
Chu Yuan snickered. “It appears that your calvary has been scared away.”
A gust of cold wind blew past as he finished his sentence.
Then, three silhouettes descended from the windswept heavens to Mount Yunding.
“It really is King Folo!”
“Are Bapei and Haibu here too?”
“Damn it!”
“Why are they here?”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt“Are they friend or foe?”
King of Fighters and Sword Saint tensed up.
The Folo Palace in India and the War God Castle in China were enemies. No one knew if their
appearance together was good or bad.
“Have you finally decided to show up?” Ye Fan sneered at the three of them, displeasure lining his
tone.
“That was fast, Mr. Chu. You arrived quicker than us. We have just arrived.” King Folo chuckled, and
Haibu and Bapei wore similar smiles.
Truth be told, they had already arrived, but they did not dare to reveal themselves, as Chu Sect's forces
came in droves.
The head of elders had gathered, and even Chu Yuan, the Old Master, had personally come to China.
This was obviously an act of war against China.
If King Folo and the rest showed up too soon, they might have been slaughtered by the warriors of Chu
Sect. Thus, they had sat watching from the sidelines, assessing the situation before determining
whether to go to war.
After all, they were completely out of their depth.
Unlike Huangniu, they would never give their lives to fight for Ye Fan, Jiangdong, and China.
“Is that it? What impeccable timing. You showed up only when you are needed. Three of you will deal
with Chu Qitian, all right? He sustained severe injuries from my hand, and though he has somewhat
recovered, his strength is still not fully restored. I don't expect you to defeat him but only to delay him.
Are you up for the task?” Ye Fan didn't demand accountability for their bystander attitude.
In fact, he had expected their reluctance to go against Chu Sect, but their shamelessness still
astounded him.
They had been sitting idly by until now and would have continued staying hidden if he hadn't told them
to show themselves.
“I dare you to! Think properly before making a decision. Joining in the war means India is declaring war
against Chu Sect. Once I'm done with China and the dust settles, India will be next! I'm going to raze
your country to the ground,” Chu Yuan threatened, as King Folo's appearance had made him feel
uneasy.
However, King Folo and the rest weren't idiots. Unfazed by his threats, King Folo said with a smile, “We
have no choice, Old Mr. Chu. If we do not act, your grandchild will end three of us and wipe out India.
I'm not happy about this stalemate at all.”
“Don't worry about that. Chu Tianfan will surely die today if you don't intervene, and he will not be a
threat to India's martial arts world. I can assure you of that!” Chu Yuan persuaded.
King Folo shook his head. “Old Mr. Chu, you seemed to have made a similar promise to Epea's martial
arts world to maintain friendship and peace. However, you have trampled on Western Epea's martial
arts world. So, take my word for it, Old Mr. Chu. Withdraw your forces from Aploth or suffer the
consequences. Your grandson is now far more powerful,” he remarked, trying to get Chu Yuan to
retreat from Aploth.
However, there was no way Chu Yuan would back down with a few words from King Folo after years of
planning.
“Does that imply that you will interfere? If so, Chu Sect will have to mount an attack on India's martial
arts world!” Chu Yuan said coldly, already nearing his breaking point as he tried to contain his anger.
King Folo spread out his hands in a gesture of wry resignation before charging into the battlefield with
Haibu and Bapei and standing in front of Chu Qitian.
“I heard you are hurt, Mr. Chu. Take care of yourself and leave the fighting to the subordinates. We
could accompany you if you're bored.” Three of them formed a straight line before Chu Qitian and
smiled while assuming fighting stances.
Ye Fan's task for them was easy, and they were confident in their ability to stall Chu Qitian.
“Piss off, you b*stards!” Chu Qitian snarled and tried to attack them.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmThe three Supremes of India could only accept the challenge, and soon, they succeeded in stalling Chu
Qitian.
“Damn you, Chu Tianfan. I've underestimated you. It appears you have planned ahead of time for
today's battle.” Chu Yuan's expression darkened. His plan had gone awry yet again.
What should have been annihilation came to a sudden impasse.
He started to regret not bringing the Jones family's warriors today. In that case, Chu Sect would still
have the upper hand in firepower.
Right then, a troop of warriors led by Michael, the head of the Jones family, flocked to Mount Yunding
as a scowl hardened Chu Yuan's face.
“Old Mr. Chu, the Jones family has come to your aid!”
Michael marshaled hundreds of men up Mount Yunding and stood with the Chu Sect warriors, bowing
respectfully to Chu Yuan.
Chu Yuan rejoiced and exclaimed, “Wonderful!”
Support from the Jones family was Chu Sect's trump card.
“Now the Three Families of the Chu Sect have gathered on Mount Yunding. The great undertaking is
now! Listen to my orders. All troops are to charge and take Mount Yunding!” Chu Yuan commanded.
Previously, only the top-ranking warriors had fought, but today even the mid-ranking fighters had
stormed into the battlefield.
However, as Chu Yuan issued his command, blood-curdling shrieks sounded from behind him.
The warriors led by Michael had withdrawn their swords and charged at Chu Sect.
“Damn it! What the f*ck are you doing? Have you gone crazy?” Chu Yuan exploded.
His eyes bulged at the Chu Sect disciples who had fallen to the Joneses' swords.
He had barely given the orders when his men started slaughtering each other.
What on earth is going on here?