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Chapter 31 The Opponent

It was already late, and Ye Ran sat in his room and tried to use Qi to regulate his injuries.

His energy is weak and his luck is also unfamiliar. Compared with Yunmeng's notes, the process is slow and difficult, but he always persists.

The door was half-closed, and the small stove outside was already burning hot, and Fruiya and Andoru were boiling medicine for him.

Turning his head to look at Ye Ran who was concentrating on his luck, Andoru turned around and leaned closer to Furuiya and whispered: "Fruiya, have you worked hard with Lao Ye?"

Although Fruiya was young, she was very clear about Andoru's thoughts. She turned her head and looked at him and wrote on the drawing board: "Fruiya will not leave Aran."

"Haha, I didn't tell you to leave him," Andoru laughed dryly and said seriously: "You are naturally willing to suffer with him. Although you are not convinced, I admit that he does have this ability. Both you and Mixue at that time were willing to follow him, but... it made Lao Ye suffer."

Furuiya looked at him ignorantly.

Andoru shook his head and sighed: "Hey, I don't know how many times I've seen Lao Ye get hurt like this. He is so stubborn. With his ability, he would have been able to move out of this ghost place long ago. If he were alone, he would have opened his mouth. When Mixue was there, I couldn't bear it. He had to work and take care of the weak and sick Mixue. At that time, Mixue was not a god-selected person. He fell ill in bed every few days. Because of Mixue, Lao Ye fought with people from the slums in every few days. Pickpockets, gangsters, and even murderers. Lao Ye had dealt with them. Oh, how old was he at that time?"

"Later Mixue left. Although he was sad, it was a relief. But later he met you again, Furuiya, you don't know that for Lao Ye, you are a more serious drag than Mixue."

This sentence suddenly pierced Furuiya's heart like a needle.

Her little hand that stretched out her temperature to try it out could not help but pause.

"I won't say that with his little income to support you. He will not let you suffer no matter what he says, but what is more serious is... He is your God's chosen one."

"For ordinary people, the Divine Selected One is an important identity, because it means that you can learn the special abilities of the God clan. If you practice with Qi and Original Power, you can truly embark on the path of a strong man and be favored by various major families and major guilds, but Furuiya, you...",

"Although you are a second-generation god, you do not have any power that belongs to God. Being your God-selected person is just a bondage for Lao Ye."

He said meaningfully: "He still has twenty gold coins now. Do you know how that money comes from?"

"It earned by backpackers who are underground nests, and they almost buried in the ant's belly."

"You are with him, and you won't know that he does dangerous things, but you didn't expect it to be so serious, you almost couldn't see him."

Furuiya retracted her little hand and looked at him blankly, her heart suddenly shrank, and the pain was indescribable.

He turned to look at Ye Ran in the room, rubbed his pencil with his little hands, and his eyes suddenly turned red.

"Old Ye must have never told you these words, but this is the fact. Without energy, no origin, and the ability of gods, no matter how good his physical skills are, he will not be recognized. Look, if he fails this martial arts exam, his life will be frozen. Lao Ye doesn't know how sad he will be, but with you, he doesn't even have time to feel sad...",

Furuiya's whole heart seemed to shrink.

If Ye Ranwu passes the exam, he will work in the wind and rain like before, and will support himself like this in his life, and will always lose the opportunity to be selected by other gods because of the dignified God-Selected Person... She couldn't help but feel like a knife when she thought of this.

"Fruiya, Lao Ye and I are friends. I say these words for your own good. Lao Ye's current injury is as difficult as climbing to the sky. If he really can't pass... Leave him, come to me, at least I can still keep you safe from food and clothing, and Lao Ye can also feel at ease..."

From the corner of my eyes, I saw Ye Ran was already sweating profusely and conditioned all over his body. He turned around and shouted, "Old Ye, the medicine is ready, I will bring it to you, so hurry up and drink it while it is hot."

Put the medicine soup into a small bowl and whispered to Furuiya: "Don't tell Lao Ye, with his self-esteem, you can't stand it. After the martial arts examination, you can make your own decision."

After saying that, he turned around and walked into Ye Ran's room.

Furuiya sat blankly next to the small stove, tears slowly flowing down her face. She hurriedly wiped it with her little hands...

After resting for a night, Ye Ran slept until noon the next day. Andoru had already left and bought him some food before leaving.

"Fruiya, are you in a bad mood?"

From the moment he woke up, Furuiya seemed to be worried.

Fu Ruiya shook her head and squeezed out a cute smile on her face, and wrote on the drawing board: "Aran, Fu Ruiya is very happy."

Ye Ran couldn't help laughing: "Forget it, don't force yourself to smile, eat more delicious food, I'll go out later, stay at home obediently, I'll come back soon."

Furuiya nodded obediently.

Ye Ran hurried to Hongye Academy after eating a little casually. Today, the bulletin board of Hongye Academy will announce the list of martial arts exams, and each person's martial arts exam opponents and games will also be announced at the same time.

He went there late, and there were only a dozen people talking about something at the entrance of Hongye Academy.

Ye Ran heard their conversation from afar.

"Who is this Ma side? So pitiful, he actually met Samo Bich of Thunder Temple."

"I don't know him, but I can already imagine his fate, hahahaha..."

A laugh of sarcasm or joke came into Ye Ran's ears.

"There is also this Yamo. His opponent is Yu Bo from Wuying Palace. Poor guy, who is a master who can escape from the demon's hands."

"Amo? Isn't the eldest son of the Ate family? I heard that Qi Jin has been in five stages, and he is also a character."

"That's a pity. Although Yu Bo is not a match for the demon son, he is more than enough to deal with the eldest son of the Art family."

Ye Ran also observed a silence in his heart for the blonde young man who had provoked him. Although he did not know Yu Bo, his identity as an elite in Wuying Palace was enough for him to drink a pot.

As he was moving forward, he suddenly heard someone say, "Who is this Ye Ran? It seems a bit familiar. His opponent is the ** of the Sixth Heaven Temple."

"Ye Ran? Is it him? It's the boy who made the trick to fight with Wang Li and Lin Yuan before the first written test. You won't forget it. Wang Li asked him about his name and he refused to say it, but it still spread it later."

"Ah hahaha, it's him, he will pretend to be big. This time he will show his true colors when facing **."

"Yes, hahaha..."

......

Ye Ran was quite speechless.
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