CHAPTER 1003: CHAPTER 1007: DESOLATE ABYSS CHAOS BATTLE (10)

That’s really showing off.

Su Li felt uncomfortable; she hadn’t been this arrogant before.

Ye Ran flicked the cigar between his fingers, then grinned and said, "That’s the happy decision we’ve made."

"Ah, ah, ah..." Just as he was talking, Ye Ran suddenly felt some wetness on his face. Instinctively, he wiped it and found his fingers coated with transparent saliva.

Little Fatty suddenly spat a mouthful of saliva at Ye Ran.

Seeing he had gotten the other’s attention, Yu Xiaobao became even more excited in Su Li’s arms, flailing about.

Ye Ran stared intently at the wetness on his fingers, mouth agape, sucking in a breath.

He was shocked and confused as he showed his fingers to Wang Bai, asking incredulously, "Is this saliva?"

"Is the stuff on my face saliva?"

Wang Bai took a cautious step back but nodded unintentionally.

This made Ye Ran go berserk; he twisted his face, glaring maliciously at Little Fatty, saying, "Damn you, you dare spit on me? I will turn you into a human jerky."

Yu Yunduo was so shocked by the scene that her eyes rolled back, and she fainted for several seconds, her entire body weakening, with a metallic taste in her mouth.

Her silly son continued to wave his chubby hands excitedly, blowing saliva bubbles, utterly delighted.

Just as Ye Ran was about to make a move on Little Fatty, he felt a strong panic in his heart—a feeling much more intense than the anxiety when facing past dangers, making his face twitch uncontrollably.

Unprecedented crisis signals transmitted to his brain, urgently prompting him to flee immediately.

He hadn’t felt this way in ages.

From the moment he obtained this ability as a newbie, and as his powers grew, he had forgotten this sensation.

This was the greatest crisis he’d encountered since entering the Trial field.

Ironically, he couldn’t even identify what was threatening him.

Ye Ran’s body was more honest and quicker than his thoughts.

The moment the thought occurred, he retreated to the farthest part of the room from Su Li and the others.

Facing a life-and-death threat, a bit of obsessive cleanliness and precision became utterly irrelevant.

When he set aside his contempt and took these ant-like newcomers seriously, he suddenly discovered the existence of two people in the room.

One was that damn kid, and the other was a woman.

Just moments ago, those two were standing so close to him, yet he had completely overlooked them, even assuming there were only five newcomers.

Ye Ran rotated his murky eyeballs, and his gaze slowly moved from Little Fatty to Su Li.

When their eyes met, the other party showed him an extremely friendly smile.

Ye Ran immediately jumped like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, his fur standing on end.

Unlike the newcomers’ fear and despair, the opponent’s friendly smile was the most eerie existence indeed.

Ye Ran looked left and right but couldn’t find anything wrong with this woman.

Due to nervousness, his parched throat made a hoarse sound as he asked, eyes fixed on Su Li, "You’re not a trialist, so who are you?"

Ye Ran couldn’t believe it. It was disgraceful that an ordinary native lured him into this startled, undignified state.

"Ah, I’m Su Li," Su Li replied.

"Damn it, I wasn’t asking your name," Ye Ran fretted, rubbing his hair impatiently, disregarding his usual concern for image.

"Then what are you asking?"

In his embarrassment and annoyance, Ye Ran forcibly suppressed the alarm in his heart and reached out to grab Su Li.

No matter who she was, getting rid of her first would solve it.

Ye Ran swore he must have gone mad at that moment. This decision was undoubtedly the most erroneous choice he had ever made in his life.

"Careful, run!"

Seeing Ye Ran make a move, both Yu Yunduo and Wang Bai bellowed with heart-wrenching urgency.

But the opponent was too fast, and there was nothing they could do about it.

Ye Ran moved with such speed that several afterimages appeared. He laughed with brutality and satisfaction.

This maneuver gathered his full power, capable of directly demolishing the sturdiest fortress.

Despite being as narcissistic as the Peacock, he had redeeming qualities to be named captain of the Trail Train Number Three among other seniors.

Even though the opponent seemed as weak as an ant he could crush with one finger, he used all his force in the attack.

He would absolutely not let himself be overturned in such an unremarkable situation.

But...the awkward part was that it wasn’t about whether he wanted to be overturned or not now; it was that...

His wrist was tightly gripped by a slender, fair hand, and no matter how hard he tried to move, it was firmly restrained in her palm.

The wrist, which appeared as if it could break with the slightest effort, was as immovable as Mount Tai.

Su Li held Little Fatty in one arm while grabbing Ye Ran’s offered hand firmly, wrinkling her nose in displeasure, "Men who hit women and children are the least classy."

Little Fatty also responded by puffing out several bursts of saliva at Ye Ran.

This time, it truly saturated Ye Ran’s pale, gloomy face, covering his eyes, mouth, and nose.

Wang Bai and their shouts abruptly halted, like a drake strangled mid-quack, their voices stopping.

They watched, stunned, unable to process the sudden change in situation.

Yu Yunduo was terrified by her son’s relentless courting of danger, almost to the point of heart failure.

Her mind went blank, and she instinctively explained, "Little Treasure is in the teething phase; he drools a lot and often spits... I hope you don’t mind..."

Stunned after speaking, Yu Yunduo covered her mouth in horror, unable to believe she uttered such words, clearly... clearly she feared for her life.

"I...I didn’t mean that, I mean maybe Little Treasure likes you..." Yu Yunduo’s words became more chaotic, nonsensical, she didn’t even know what she was saying.

Ye Ran only wanted to curse, damn to hell with ’don’t mind,’ damn to hell with ’likes.’

Like someone by spitting on them?

Ye Ran’s murderous crimson gaze almost flayed Little Fatty several times over, unaware of fear.

In support of his mother, Little Fatty again released several rounds of saliva attacks at Ye Ran.

Ye Ran wanted to dodge, but Su Li’s grip fixed him in place.

And all his abilities seemed to malfunction.

Ye Ran had never experienced such panic; he saw with his own eyes his omnipotent power vanish, reverting him to an ordinary person, weakening him to the state before he entered the Trial field.

The loss of power was harder to accept than immediate death.

Su Li released Ye Ran’s wrist, reprimanding, "Trashy man, still wants to hit."

"Wang Bai, call the police. Let the officers educate him."