Fantasy: My skills are all passive

"The winner has been decided! Save lives!"

Seeing that the disciples of Medicine Pavilion rushed forward to check on Xia Ruhua's injuries, the disciples of Ling Pavilion also brought Xia Ruhua down on a stretcher.

Seeing this, Ye Qingqing rushed down from the stands, took Xia Ruhua's hand and said.

"Sister Xia... is she okay?"

The disciple of Medicine Pavilion had a gloomy face, shook his head and said.

"The injury is serious, let's try to treat it as much as possible, but I don't know how much cultivation can be preserved!"

Ye Qingqing frowned immediately when she heard the words, two lines of tears ran down her cheeks, and she turned to look at Fan Jian.

Fan Jian saw this scene clearly.

The boundary line between the two rings was marked with a big opening, which was covered with blood and mud mixed together.

He suddenly thought of that afternoon four years ago, the day Xia Ruhua, who was once thin and tall with a peachy face, entered the school, he and Ye Qingqing picked her up from the boat as a senior brother.

That scene laughed at Yan Yan, the gentle and graceful her, within two months after one year, she became a big fat man of nearly three hundred catties.

"The cauldron...hehe! Such dross can be preserved for hundreds of years..."

Everyone who was attacking Fan Jian suddenly sensed something was wrong.

A cloudy aura instantly covered everyone's body. When they were surprised, they saw Fan Jian raised his hand and waved, and everyone was thrown out of the field by a force.

Getting up and looking, Fan Jian's face was frosty, and he walked to the border and said to Ye Qingqing.

"You go back first, leave this to me!"

Ye Qingqing nodded.

At this time, there were only the last six people who hadn't participated in the group arena. Fan Jian raised his hand and pulled them onto his own arena.

He raised his hand again and knocked them out of bounds.

The whole process took less than ten breaths of time.

The referee said in astonishment.

"What are you doing? What do you want to do? What are you doing?!"

Fan Jian sneered and pointed to Duan Wudi who was in a daze in another group arena match.

"I want to fuck him!"

The referee was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at Duan Wudi, and only then did he understand what Fan Jian meant.

"Boy, you caused me so much trouble today, but at this moment I think you are a man!" said the referee.

"I'll host the championship game! Don't worry! I'm here! You'll be fine!"

The referee said, turned to look at the elders and said.

"The candidates for the finals have been decided! Yaotian, Fan Jian!"

"Beast pen, Duan Wudi!"

The Lonely Elder nodded, looked up at the sky, and said in a deep voice.

"It's still early, take a break of two quarters of an hour and go straight to the final!"

Hearing this, Fan Jian immediately sneered and glanced at Duan Wudi, walked up to him and sat down cross-legged.

Duan Wudi was shocked and said hastily.

"What are you doing? It's such a big place here, why do you have to sit next to me?"

Fan Jian looked at him coldly and said.

"What? Is there a rule that I can't meditate here?"

"You are sick!"

Duan Wudi swallowed, quickly stepped back a dozen steps, and was about to sit down when he saw Fan Jian chasing him again.

No matter where Duan Wudi went, Fan Jian followed him like a shadow, faced him, and stared at him with a smile on his face.

Duan Wudi was terrified of being stared at by him, and hurried to the referee and said.

"Referee! He interfered with my adjustment!"

The referee pointed to the school field in a flat tone and said.

"Your family owns this school yard? Can't people meditate?"

"But he has been following me, how can I meditate?"

The referee pretended to be puzzled and said.

"Ah? Are you afraid? When you mocked others just now, you didn't see that your mental quality is so bad!"

Duan Wudi felt himself pressed against his chest and almost spit out blood. Looking back, he saw Fan Jian was only an inch away from him, looking at him coldly.

Duan Wudi clutched his heart, jumped to the stands, and sat cross-legged facing the corner.

"I don't believe it. There are walls on both sides, and you can still look at me through the wall?"

At this moment, Duan Wudi noticed a back against his back and sat down.

The shoulder blades on the back were still trembling.

Duan Wudi immediately cursed angrily.

"Grass! The surname is Fan! What do you want to do?"

Fan Jian shrugged and said expressionlessly.

"Meditate!"

"..."

Duan Wudi was already injured a little bit, but this time he almost didn't get internally injured by his anger, so he didn't care about anything immediately, he simply walked to the middle of the ring, took out a healing medicine and sat down with his eyes closed.

Seeing this, Fan Jian sneered, and raised his hand to inhale the pine needles in the distance with his true energy. Biwei's clear needle mana manipulated them one by one to Duan Wudi's ear, and galloped across his cheeks.

The pine needles flew over, making a burst of "swish" sound, and at the same time, the true energy drove the breeze across the hair and skin.

Duan Wudi couldn't bear it anymore and shouted loudly.

"Referee! Don't you care about this?"

The referee shrugged.

"Hey, have you been offended by other people's practice? Young man, don't be so poor in mental quality! When you step out of the sect, aren't all the places where you meditate will be the same as your pigsty!"

Fan Jian smiled inwardly when he heard this, the referee is good at mocking people!

Duan Wudi was furious and said immediately.

"I won't meditate anymore! Come fight directly!"

"After talking for a quarter of an hour, it will be a quarter of an hour!" Fan Jian said expressionlessly.

"You have a good rest, I haven't!"

Duan Wudi couldn't bear it anymore, and sat down on the ground and said.

"Senior Brother Fan, what exactly do you want to do? You won't let me meditate, you won't fight, what should I do to make you happy?"

Fan Jian sneered when he heard this, and leaned into his ear and said.

"I'm going to torture you! Destroy your mind! Then beat you! Abolish you! Let you fall from the sky to the bottom!"

"There is still a quarter of an hour before I abolish you! Take your time and enjoy it!"

Duan Wudi was shocked when he heard this!

In his eyes, Fan Jian's expression was as ferocious and terrifying as that of the Nine Nether Evil Ghosts.

Naturally, he didn't think he could beat Fan Jian who was in the distracted state.

Judging from Fan Jian's current performance, it would be an easy task to abolish his cultivation!

"No! I won't fight anymore! I want to retire!" Duan Wudi said hastily.

"Referee! I want to retire! Elder! I want to retire! I won't fight anymore!"

Seeing his appearance, all the elders frowned, and Elder Lonely said even more.

"Be cowardly without fighting! What do you look like? Didn't you look majestic just now! You are not allowed to retire! Unless you let me abolish your cultivation and drive you out of the Aoki Gate!"

"Ah!"

Fan Jian suddenly sneered a few times.

Duan Wudi's heart was as cold as snow, he would be crippled if he was beaten, and he would be crippled if he didn't fight!Why on earth!
Why should he be abolished even though he made it to the finals?If I knew it earlier, I wouldn't listen to Yuan Qingshou's words.

Isn't it good to be a top [-]?Why do you have to grab the first place and get into that Lao Shizi's Italian Pavilion?
"Forget it! Hit me! At worst, I'll pretend to be dead if he touches me! I will never let him have the opportunity to abolish my cultivation!"

The referee looked at the time, raised his hand and said.

"The rest time is over, the game begins!"

Hearing this, Fan Jian raised his hand and waved his zhenqi inward like a bow stretching the full moon, a pine needle was sucked into his hand immediately, his zhenqi spewed out like an arrow shooting star, and galloped towards Duan Wudi.