Chapter 8 The Correct Way to Use Iron Sand Palm (Mist)

This blood rice field is a square rice field with a length and width of about 50 meters. It looks very large, but in fact the yield is not very high, and there are not many rice ears when they are harvested.

After all, this thing is not a hybrid rice. There may even be only dozens of rice grains on a blood rice plant.

In addition, the school uniform jackets were all loose sportswear, so the boys used four pieces of school uniforms to pack up and filled all their trouser pockets, and they directly emptied the rice ears in the entire field.

No waste at all.

"Let's go eat!"

Ji Ruo said happily.

He finally realized that the [Absolute Sense of Direction] characteristic he had acquired before was actually a magical skill!

It might not be a coincidence that he encountered this blood rice field, but Ji Ruo's strong desire to eat was subtly influenced by his [absolute sense of direction] to correct his direction.

After all, it was Ji Ruo who had been leading the way, so the luck of other people could basically be ruled out. And to be honest, Ji Ruo's luck... was so bad that he had never even won 'Another Bottle' many times in his past and present lives.

After a while, they arrived at a small hill about 800 meters away. The land here was open with little vegetation, but there was a depression on the top of the hill, and one side of the mountain wall even extended with rocks to block it.

In the center of the depression, there is a small spring, which is basically a natural camping site.

Liang Shixian sighed: "Let's not talk about anything else. I admire your ability to lead the way."

Ji Ruo grinned and said, "I am a gold medal tour guide. This is just the beginning."

Liang Shixian was amused: "I told you you were fat and you're out of breath?"

Several people squatted by the spring, scrubbing the bloody rice and performing a simple shelling process.

Due to the lack of tools, several people rubbed it directly with their hands. Fortunately, the blood rice grains were larger than ordinary rice grains. Although it was a bit troublesome, it was acceptable.

What's more, this blood rice is very beneficial to the practice of martial arts, and everyone is very happy.

As night fell, several people rubbed their food from dusk till late at night. They were so hungry that they saw stars. Finally, they rubbed enough for a meal. The fingers of the young men were stained with blood-red color which was difficult to wash off for a while.

Then they encountered new problems.

"How do we cook this? Eat it raw?" Liu Neng asked with some embarrassment.

Liang Shixian was also in trouble.

They don’t have a pot!

Besides, this is the top of a mountain, and it's not suitable for making a fire.

Generally speaking, campfires must be lit when camping in the wild, which can effectively prevent attacks by wild animals.

But it’s different in the secret realm, as there are all kinds of monsters or demons inside, many of which are actually not afraid of fire. Lighting a fire at night may have a certain effect in driving them away, but it may also bring danger.

Ji Ruo thought about it, gathered the processed blood rice in front of him, and put his hand in, barely able to cover his palm.

"Don't worry, I have a solution."

"What can we do?"

"I can cook fried rice." Ji Ruo said mysteriously.

"???"

How can you cook without a pot or fire?

Then, several people saw Ji Ruo put his hands into the prepared blood rice and started to stir-fry it.

Several people: “???”

Liang Shixian and others were stunned when they saw the red light coming out of Ji Ruo's palms.

Iron Sand Palm, is this how it is used?!

"You youngsters are usually so delicate and timid that you can't even fry rice to survive in the wild. This won't do." Ji Ruo said as he quickly stir-fried the blood rice in front of him with his palms.

At first glance, it seemed that Ji Ruo was using the Iron Sand Palm to force cooking, but in fact, he was practicing the Iron Sand Palm.

Maybe it was because the quality of blood rice was higher than that of ordinary rice, but Ji Ruo was pleasantly surprised to find that he could gain a little more proficiency every time he stir-fried it.

This is much faster than the previous method of stir-frying ten times to increase your proficiency!

Liang Shixian and others saw that as the food was stir-fried, the red color of Ji Ruo's palms became deeper and deeper, and the temperature around him was also slowly rising.

They were all confused. It was okay for you to use the stir-fry paddy field to fry the rice, but why did it feel like you were still controlling the heat?

Do you really want to fry this blood rice with your iron sand palm?

However, what they didn't know was that Ji Ruo was not controlling the temperature, but he had indeed improved.

The Iron Sand Palm, which was originally at the entry-level level, gained a lot of proficiency with Ji Ruo's high-speed stir-frying, and has already broken through to the level of mastery...

Ji Ruo also discovered that the Iron Sand Palm that he had cultivated through the system seemed to be somewhat different from the Iron Sand Palm in the conventional sense. His Iron Sand Palm seemed to have the setting of making a fait accompli...

In the confused eyes of several people, the aroma with a faint fishy and sweet smell slowly penetrated into everyone's nostrils. The blood rice, which was originally slightly hard, was gradually softening, and the grains became fuller and crystal clear...

How come it's really cooked?

Iron Sand Palm, can it be used like this?

"After the martial arts exam is over, I also want to learn Iron Sand Palm." Zhang Quan muttered softly.

Liu Neng agreed: "I want to learn it too."

Liang Shixian held the blood-soaked rice that Ji Ruo had cooked and fell into deep thought.

He always felt that something was wrong - whether it was the textbooks, the teachers' teachings, or the descriptions of the Iron Sand Palm martial art on the Internet, none of them seemed to be able to be used to make a stir-fry?

"Ji Ruo, this..."

"Don't ask, the question is development." Ji Ruo said happily.

He knew what Liang Shixian wanted to ask; this was the tacit understanding between the two academic masters.

"All right."

Liang Shixian sighed. Although he was very confused, it was not good to pry into other people's secrets.

"Eat it while it's hot. It won't taste good if it gets cold."

Ji Ruo said this without further ado. He just grabbed a handful of blood rice and stuffed it into his mouth.

The other three followed suit, not caring about their image or the dust on the bloody rice.

On the one hand, they were extremely hungry, but on the other hand, although they were only high school students, they were all reserve warriors after all, so they had some ability to withstand pressure.

Those who practice martial arts are not hypocritical.

"Hiccup~Comfortable!"

The blood rice was divided up among the people. Ji Ruo rubbed his stomach and leaned against the mountain wall, feeling the warm current surging in his stomach and slowly flowing into his limbs.

Although he didn't eat meat, his energy and blood were already full, even stronger than before, and his face looked very comfortable.

After resting for a while, Ji Ruo got up and started practicing martial arts.

Basic body movements, basic boxing techniques, basic leg techniques... practice them one by one.

Although these basic martial arts taught in high schools do not have any special effects, they can relax muscles, strengthen bones, and aid digestion...

As he practiced, the blood and rice in Ji Ruo's stomach was digested, and the warm current turned into a hot current, causing a light mist to rise above Ji Ruo's head.

The reputation of the 'Martial Apprentice Level Experience Medicine' was well-deserved. After taking just one dose, Ji Ruo felt that his strength as a sixth-level martial apprentice was slowly improving.

The remaining blood rice is enough to last for one or two days.

It's just that the area of ​​this valley is not very big, so Ji Ruo is unable to fully display his martial arts.

The night deepened.

After stretching their muscles, they arranged the order of night watch and prepared to rest.

But at this moment——

"Oh my god! Who did this?"

A sudden scream from far away startled several people. Ji Ruo looked in the direction where the sound came from. It seemed to be coming from the blood rice field...

How loud must he be shouting to still be heard at 800 meters? Is it an imported voice?

"Where's my blood rice! Where's my huge piece of blood rice! Wuwuwuwuwu..."

The owner of the miserable cry could not bear the blow and started crying loudly.

Ji Ruo even suspected that this guy had mastered some kind of sonic type martial arts. He was able to take the lead from eight hundred meters away, which showed that he was extremely powerful.

Ji Ruo said to them cheerfully, "See, what I said was right, wasn't it? If we leave the rice stalks for others, they will surely be moved to tears when they find out about it."

Several people: “???”

Are they really moved?

Liang Shixian suppressed his strong desire to complain and asked a few people to hide under the protruding mountain wall and conceal their bodies in the shadow of the mountain wall.

The miserable cry that spread far and wide startled a large number of forest birds. Those who disturbed people's sleep were not welcome anywhere. Some monsters and demons with stronger tempers were directly enraged and gathered towards the place where the cry came from, howling.

The screaming goblin saw so many monsters and demons coming, and no one knew what he was thinking. He cried and shouted, "It's you, right? It must be you! The blood rice that our tribe has worked so hard to grow must have been stolen by you!

Guys, rob them and kill them!"

Then the screams started to become more complicated. Because they were quite far away, Ji Ruo and the others didn't know exactly what was happening there, but they estimated that the situation was not very harmonious.

The goblin with a loud voice cried out, "Damn it! Our tribe is very frugal and we don't even eat a single bite of the prey we hunted. We use it all for blood and rice, and you actually stole it all from me!

"You have blocked our tribe's path to advancement. We are suffering, and you will not be able to have an easy life either! Today, I will die with you!"

When Ji Ruo heard this, his face looked strange.

"Could this loudmouth be the goblin leader? I suddenly have a feeling that if we go there again tomorrow, everyone will be able to get a copy..."

Three people: "..."

Didn’t the teacher say that the martial arts exam is very dangerous?

Ji Ruo looked at the expressions of the others and was somewhat unhappy: "What are you looking at? You heard how fierce the fight was over there. There must be heavy casualties tonight... Those are all martial arts exam points! And they are unclaimed. It would be a pity to leave them alone!"

Three people: "..."

Even though they are demons and monsters, we took the blood rice they cultivated with great effort, and now we are using their corpses to get the test scores... Isn't this a bit unfair?

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