I have a big problem with my achievement system

Chapter 126 Concept Title · Canine Buster!

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

Because his iron sand palm has been used for cooking rice and vegetables for a long time, it is unavoidable to be contaminated with some special smell, and even this smell has really blended into Ji Ruo's iron sand palm
The iron sand palm is changing, and it does not need to be full of proficiency to change. Every point of proficiency is a gain and progress.

So there is a taste because Ji Ruo has been practicing in this direction
Now, even if the proficiency is not yet full, Ji Ruo's iron sand palm can no longer see its original appearance.
"Is he a Qimai?"

"Who cares about his veins! He dares to be so arrogant, I really can't bear it!"

"Me too!"

A rather burly male student paid his credits, turned on stage, and said in a cold voice: "To be a sensation, today, I"

"Sorry to interrupt."

Ji Ruo rushed forward with his body, raised his hand to interrupt. The interruption was carried out by moving, blocking and hammering.

So the male classmate also flew.

Ji Ruo chuckled: "Who else?"

"Sneak attack!"

The students below were excited, and the walls of the air were separated.

Ji Ruo spread his hands: "Please, there are so many of you waiting to fight with me. If anyone comes up and speaks harshly, how long will the students in the queue behind wait? What kind of sneak attack, I am clearly thinking about you!"

The students froze for a moment.

With the blessing of the title of [Diplomatic Spokesperson], they actually felt that what Ji Ruo said had some truth.
"Sharp teeth, sharp mouth, I'll meet you!"

Another classmate jumped up.

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

This classmate didn't intend to force him too much after he came to the stage, so he started directly.

Ji Ruo raised his hand and slapped him.

"Garlic palm!"

The faint palm print was photographed again, this time there was no green shadow mottled in the palm print, but there were eight faint phantoms of garlic cloves on the palm.

Without suspense, the opponent stepped down.

Credits credited.

In terms of the number of branched qi meridians, Ji Ruo's is many times more than that of martial artists in the five meridian state.

Although the quality may not be comparable, it is not something these freshmen who have just entered the Qimai can compete with.

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

The students below were anxious, clamoring that they must make Ji Ruo look good today.

suddenly--

"Ahhhh!!!"

A miserable scream sounded.

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

But Qu Fei was slumped on the ground, crying loudly: "What kind of ghost palm is this! Why is it still smelly!"

Several classmates around her sniffed.

The rich onion fragrance poured into the nostrils, and everyone was stunned.

How could this be tasted with just a slap in the face? !

On the other side: "Damn it! I've become garlic!"

Ji Ruo touched his nose.

"I've said it a long time ago, it's not very good for you if you really start your hands."

With the physical evolution of Qimai Realm, the blessing of body protection, and the increase of qi and blood, if you don't use all your strength, Ji Ruo's iron sand palm will be difficult to kill in one blow, but it is a normal iron sand palm.

Ji Ruo's current iron sand palm has already tasted the physical damage and so on, but the main one is mental attack.
If time is enough, he can even make a set of Five Spice Mala Palm.

Qu Fei borrowed perfume from her little sister in the same dormitory, and sprayed it on her body a lot, but she couldn't completely cover up the strong onion fragrance on her body.

Even, because of the mixture of perfumes, the smell from her body became more and more strange.

Feeling the strange eyes of the people around her, Qu Fei covered her face and ran away crying.
Another male student who was hit by Ji Ruo's "Garlic Palm" was not much better. The students looked at Ji Ruo, dumbfounded.

Ji Ruo spread his hands: "What do you think I am doing? I told you a long time ago that if you don't fight or fight, you insist on forcing me. Is it okay now? Who else wants to try?"

The students all hesitated.

They are not afraid of getting hurt, and bleeding is also a small problem, but... if you really want to let yourself get some strange smells, that's not a joke!

Even the perfume can't cover the smell!God knows if it can be washed off!
"There's no one left? I thought you guys were so good for such a big battle, is that all?"

Ji Ruo didn't mean to taunt without thinking, mainly because he was also a little annoyed.

Was he at fault from the beginning to the end?
Is it wrong to welcome new students at the door of the dormitory?The voice teacher was what the students themselves were willing to shout!
Is it wrong to urge students to listen carefully?How could he still have a date with himself?

"Students, you may have misunderstood me, but believe me, I'm really doing it for your own good. If no one continues, I'll leave? It's not bad to earn three credits for nothing."

It's the first day of class today, the freshmen don't have many credits, and Ji Ruo hasn't taken any courses, so there are only a few credits from the morning exercise on his account.

Now, how long has it passed, and it has risen to four points, quadrupling!

"You are also good at that palm technique, don't use that weird palm technique!"

A student mustered up his courage and spoke up.

"Yes! There is a kind of palm-free technique!"

Ji Ruo smiled: "Isn't it? You have so many people fighting with me, what kind of martial arts do you want to restrict me now? Tsk tsk"

When the students heard this, they lowered their heads in shame.

They are indeed a little aggressive.

Come to think of it, Ji Ruo isn't that bad.
The senior who was in charge of supervising the battle touched his nose, and said with some embarrassment: "Student, you have won three rounds in a row. According to the rules, you have now become the champion, and the new challenger has the right to choose the battle method." "

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

Before the senior finished speaking, another student jumped onto the ring and said loudly: "It's not that I'm afraid of your palm skills, it's just that I'm good at using long weapons. Bullying you!

But now that you are the main challenger, I think it's time to do it. This senior said that it is our challenger's right to choose a fighting method, and it is definitely not because we are afraid of your palms! "

Saying that, the new challenger took down a wooden spear from the weapon rack beside the ring.

"Choose a weapon!"

Ji Ruo smiled, and casually took an eyebrow-aligning stick.

"Look at the gun!"

The student didn't hesitate at all, and with a flick of the spear in his hand, he shot straight at Ji Ruo.

"You're a quick learner."

The smile on Ji Ruo's face remained unchanged, his waist shortened, and the eyebrow-level stick in his hand pushed aside the spear pierced by the opponent from bottom to top, and then the shadow of the stick danced together like a gust of wind and rain.

"There are no dogs in the world!"

The starting hand is the dog-beating stick method!

It's not that Ji Ruo intends to insult people, but that he knows this stick technique at present, so he uses it easily.

The student was caught off guard, and was hit by Ji Ruo's eyebrow-level stick one after another.

A stick with a hideous face.

Both sticks and eyes are red.

Three stick eyes with tears
"Whooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!

It was a face-to-face meeting, and Ji Ruo beat him to tears!

Everyone, including Ji Ruo, was dumbfounded.

Why are you still crying?
Ji Ruo looked at this wailing classmate who was good at spears with a dazed expression, and suddenly remembered that the achievement [The big yellow dog at the head of the village is not my enemy] besides the dog-beating-stick technique, it seemed that he also rewarded a title coming
Hearing the miserable cry, the white-haired boy looked at the eyebrow-level stick in his hand, thoughtfully.

"This classmate, are you not interested?"

The student cried even more fiercely.

Ji Ruo: "."

(End of this chapter)