Azure Heaven Saber
Chapter 351 - 351 76 So Hard to Have a Meal【Two in One】_3

Chapter 351: Chapter 76 So Hard to Have a Meal【Two in One】_3 Chapter 351: Chapter 76 So Hard to Have a Meal【Two in One】_3 Even though they have not made further attempts and it’s hard to determine how much they have improved from before, the atmosphere presented is undoubtedly the most relaxed and natural.

Not to mention the great convenience of being able to maintain body balance at any time!

Just this one advantage is a valuable accomplishment on its own, making the trip worthwhile!

“Who would’ve thought that a simple stance would be so useful?”

Many Gold-Rank Assassins were marveling inwardly: “Just after the initial training, it already feels worthwhile. The Gold-Rank special training of the Heavenly Judge truly lives up to its reputation!”

Everyone began to appreciate the intricacy of it and took pleasure in practicing, continuously spinning until noon.

While others rested, Gentle kept spinning…

During rest time, Gentle turned into a scenic view.

At the appropriate time, meals were brought over.

Before each cage, a tray of vegetables, a basin of porridge, a big steamed bun and several chunks of glossy meat were placed.

“Stop!”

The instructor called out: “Starting now, you have half an hour to rest, including time for eating.”

Everyone’s stomachs began grumbling as they glanced at the tantalizing food just beyond their reach.

“Instructor, how…how are we supposed to eat?”

This question was indeed, the voice of everyone’s hearts.

Now, their cultivation was sealed, their bodies trapped within the cages. Thorny spikes were protruding from every inch, causing pain with every movement.

Even though the food was within reach, the question was how to touch it.

“How you eat is none of my concern! Whether you eat with your mouth or nose, or even with your rear, I have no objections!”

The instructor answered dismissively: “If you can think of a method, naturally you’ll be able to eat. If you can’t, you’ll starve. It’s simple!”

Upon hearing these words, everyone was left dumbfounded.

What kind of method could they possibly think of…

Especially the Gold-Rank assassin who pointed out the difficulty earlier — his question had earned him a hole in his chin, and now, watching the delicious food outside, he was filled with regret.

How to get the food had become an urgent and immense task!

The instructor watched with cold eyes: “Lastly, I’ll remind you, no matter how you eat, or don’t eat, or how much you eat, whatever food is left after half an hour will be taken away.”

Instantly, cries of lament echoed.

“Just look at you all, acting pitiful. Look, I’m kind-hearted! I’ll give you another hint — is your body really completely immobile?

You managed to spin, why can’t you try to move a bit more, even when countless spikes are sticking you? Is there really no room to maneuver, no gaps or angles you can exploit? Are you sure you can’t reach the food? If you can find the gap, the angle, you can definitely eat. Those who can’t find it, it’s simply because they aren’t skilled enough, they have to starve!”

“For those who can’t eat, the needles will go further in this afternoon, to teach you a lesson!”

With these words, miserable cries erupted.

Life was truly hard to bear…

Feng Yin didn’t have time to wail, he was focused on trying his right hand, attempting to reach for his food. But after several trials, he found no angles or gaps, spikes were present everywhere, hurting him anytime he moved.

There was no way to forcefully reach out; if he did, by the time his hand touched the bun his arm would already be shattered and pierced with numerous holes.

Everyone was stuck in a rough spot for the time being, including Feng Yin, the number one guy.

But at that moment, a guy sitting diagonally in front of Feng Yin suddenly grabbed a bun without harm, stuffed it into his mouth, and started chewing with gusto.

In an instant, the place fell silent.

Everyone stared in disbelief at the guy, wondering the same thing. How did he do it?

Many unconsciously yelled, “Bro, how did you get that?”

“He’s godly…”

“I just got stabbed seven times and I couldn’t even get my hand halfway out.”

In a moment, flattery and inquiries swarmed the one busy eating.

While this person was stuffing his mouth full of buns, he looked somewhat dazed and did not immediately answer everyone’s questions. But as he was about to speak, the instructor timely howled out, “No talking!”

He immediately stopped, didn’t dare to utter a word and could only apologize to everyone with his eyes.

Ah, everybody noticed another peculiar thing. Although the guy was fine when he grabbed the bun, after he took a bite, many spikes grazed his face. Even though they were just minor wounds, he was indeed injured.

Fortunately, he quickly adjusted his chewing method to small bites, which avoided further facial injury.

As everyone watched him eat helplessly, some were on the verge of laughter. But when he reached to grab his second bun, everyone noticed.

“Oh my God! This guy is left-handed! His dominant hand is his left hand.”

Feng Yin also figured out that this fellow’s left hand was particularly agile. Wrapped in a snake-like manoeuvre, it managed to avoid the spike blockage, grabbing yet another bun.

“…”

Everyone was immediately lost for words.

Left-handers were not uncommon, in this group of more than six hundred, there were definitely dozens of them.