Chapter 123 Concept Title: Dog Nemesis!

Ji Ruo's Iron Sand Palm has already reached perfection, and his proficiency is almost at its peak.

Because his iron sand palm had been used for cooking for a long time, it inevitably acquired a special smell. In fact, this smell was actually integrated into Ji Ruo's iron sand palm...

The Iron Sand Palm does not have to be mastered to change. Every bit of mastery is a gain and progress.

So the reason why it has a taste is because Ji Ruo has been training in this direction...

Now, even though he has not yet mastered it, Ji Ruo's Iron Sand Palm can no longer be seen in its original form...

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"Is he a pulse?"

"Who cares about his energy? He dares to be so arrogant. I really can't stand it!"

"Me too!"

A relatively muscular male student handed in his credits, climbed onto the stage, and said in a cold voice: "To take advantage of the crowd, today, I..."

"Excuse me for interrupting."

If Ji Ruo leans forward and rushes forward, he raises his hand to break... he uses the Ban Ban Chui to break.

So the boy also flew away.

Ji Ruo chuckled: "Who else?"

"They even launched a sneak attack!"

The students below were so excited that their qi particles separated.

Ji Ruoyi threw up his hands and said, "Come on, there are so many of you waiting to fight me. If anyone comes up and starts to speak harshly, how long will the students in the queue behind have to wait? What sneak attack? I am clearly considering you!"

The students were stunned for a moment.

With the title of [Diplomatic Spokesperson], they actually felt that what Ji Ruo said made some sense...

"You are so sharp-tongued, let me meet you!"

Another classmate jumped up.

Although Ji Ruo told them to fight together, this kind of ring battle can only be one-on-one. If they want one-on-many or many-on-many, they have to fight a mock battle.

After this classmate came to the stage, he didn't plan to talk too much and just started taking action directly.

If Ji raised his hand, he would be slapped.

"Garlic Palm!"

A faint palm print was made again. This time, there was no green mottled shadow on the palm print, but there were eight faint shadows of garlic cloves in the palm.

There is no suspense, the opponent is out of the game.

Credits are credited.

In terms of the number of Ji Ruo's branched energy channels, it is countless times more than that of a warrior at the Five Meridians Realm.

Although the quality may not be comparable, it is still something that these freshmen who have just entered the atmosphere cannot compete with.

"Next." Ji Ruo stood on the stage proudly.

The students below were furious and shouted that they would make Ji Ruo pay today.

suddenly--

“Ahhhh!!!”

A miserable scream was heard.

Everyone, including Ji Ruo, subconsciously turned their heads to look.

But Qu Fei was sitting on the ground paralyzed, crying loudly: "What kind of weird palm technique is this! Why does it smell like something?"

Several classmates around her sniffed.

The rich aroma of green onions filled everyone's nose and everyone was stunned.

How come I got so mad after just one slap? !

On the other side: "Oh my god! I've become garlicky!"

Ji Ruo touched his nose.

"I've already told you that if we really start fighting, it won't be good for you..."

With the evolution of his Qi, Meridians and physical body, and the blessing of protective Qi and the increase of Qi and blood, it would be difficult for Ji Ruo's Iron Sand Palm to kill him in one blow unless he used his full strength. But that was a normal Iron Sand Palm.

Ji Ruo's current Iron Sand Palm has already been used to it... Physical damage is secondary, the main thing is the mental attack...

If there is enough time, he can even perform a set of five-spice spicy palm.

Qu Fei borrowed perfume from her roommate and sprayed herself liberally with it, but it couldn't completely cover up the strong onion scent on her body.

In fact, because of the mixture of perfumes, the smell coming from her body became even stranger.

Feeling the strange gazes from the people around her, Qu Fei covered her face and cried as she ran away...

Gudong

Another male student who was hit by Ji Ruo's 'Garlic Palm' was not in a much better condition. The students looked at Ji Ruo in amazement.

Ji Ruoyi spread his hands and said, "Why are you looking at me? I told you long ago that I don't want to fight you, but you insisted on forcing me. Now you're fine, right? Who else wants to give it a try?"

The students all hesitated.

They are not afraid of getting hurt, and bleeding is a small problem, but... if they really have some strange smell on their body, that's no joke!

The smell can't even be covered by perfume! God knows if it can be washed off!

"No one left? You made such a big scene, I thought you were so powerful, but this is it?"

Ji Ruo's sarcasm was not mindless, it was mainly because he was also a little annoyed.

Was he wrong in this matter from the beginning to the end?

Is it wrong to welcome freshmen at the dormitory door? Those students call them "seniors" out of pleasure!

Is it wrong to urge classmates to listen carefully? How can this be a challenge to yourself?

"Classmates, you may have some misunderstandings about me, but believe me, I really do this for your own good... If no one continues, I will leave, right? Earning three credits for free is not bad."

Today is the first day of class. Freshmen don’t have many credits, and Ji Ruo hasn’t chosen any classes yet. So far, the only points on my account are those from morning exercises.

Now, it has only been a short time and it has risen to four points, it has quadrupled!

"You are only good at that palm technique. Don't use that weird palm technique if you can!"

A student summoned up the courage and spoke loudly.

"Yes! If you have the guts, don't use palm techniques!"

Ji Ruo laughed: "Really? There are so many of you fighting me in a car battle, and now you want to restrict me from using any martial arts? Tsk tsk..."

Upon hearing this, the students lowered their heads in shame.

They are indeed a bit aggressive.

Come to think of it, Ji Ruo isn't that bad...

The senior student in charge of supervising the competition touched his nose and said awkwardly: "My fellow student, you have won three games in a row. According to the rules, you have become the champion. The new challenger has the right to choose the fighting method..."

To be honest, he had never seen such a strange palm technique.

Before the senior finished speaking, another student jumped onto the stage and shouted, "It's not that I'm afraid of your palm skills, it's just that I'm good at using long weapons. I didn't come up before because I was worried that you would think I was bullying you!

But now that you are the champion, I think it is time to start fighting... This senior said that it is our right as challengers to choose the way of fighting, and it is definitely not because we are afraid of your palm skills!"

As he spoke, the new challenger took a wooden spear from the weapon rack beside the arena.

"Pick a weapon!"

Ji Ruo smiled and picked up a Qimei stick.

"Look at the gun!"

The student did not hesitate at all. He shook the spear in his hand and shot straight at Ji Ruozha.

“You learn very quickly.”

Ji Ruo kept smiling, he lowered his waist, and used the stick in his hand to deflect the opponent's spear from bottom to top, and then the shadow of the stick danced into one, like a violent storm.

"There are no dogs in the world!"

The first move is the Dog Beating Stick Technique!

It wasn't that Ji Ruo intended to insult anyone, but this was the only stick technique he knew at the moment, so he used it easily.

The student was caught off guard and was hit repeatedly by Ji Ruo's thick stick.

A stick makes his face look ferocious.

The two sticks had red eyes.

Sangun's eyes were filled with tears...

“Wuwuwuwu! Stop hitting me, stop hitting me! It hurts so much, I give up, I give up!”

As soon as they met, Ji Ruo beat him to tears!

Everyone, including Ji Ruo, was stunned.

Why did he cry after being beaten?

Ji Ruo looked at the crying classmate who was good at using a long spear with a confused look on his face, and suddenly remembered that the achievement [The big yellow dog at the entrance of the village is not my enemy] seemed to have rewarded a title in addition to the dog-beating stick technique...

The white-haired young man listened to the miserable crying and looked at the stick in his hand, seeming to be thinking about something.

"This classmate, are you single?"

The student suddenly cried even harder.

Ji Ruo: “…”

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