Fantasy: My skills are all passive

The morning sun shines on the school grounds.

Fan Jian couldn't help squinting his eyes.

At this moment, he, Yun Tianye and Lou Changkong stood side by side, surrounded by five thousand disciples of the Qingmu Sect who cheered thunderously.

Opposite is the Elder of the Ten Pavilions.

Elder Dugu waved his hand, and everyone fell silent.

"The two-day selection is obvious to all. The three people standing on the field are the three strongest people in this year's Aokimen! Tell me their names!"

"The building is empty!"

"Yuntianye!"

"Fan Jian!"

"Being insulted, the minimum receiving value is +146."

"..."

Fan Jian rolled his eyes, remember the 140 and six of you!

"Next, it's the final! One-on-one, after the No.1 is decided, the second and third places will be divided!"

"The top three will all be taught one of the corresponding Heaven and Earth Mysterious Heart Four Cultivation Techniques by the elders of the cabinet."

"And the No.1 in this competition, in addition to obtaining one of the four martial arts of the Xuanxin of Heaven and Earth, will also be qualified to personally create a human-level high-grade weapon by the old iron elder of Linge Pavilion! All costs will be determined by the sect. bear!"

"Now, start drawing lots!"

As soon as the words fell, Elder Dugu jumped in front of the three of them, holding three wooden sticks in his hand.

"Who will draw first?"

Yun Tianye immediately took one when he heard the words, and then Lou Changkong also took one.

Fan Jian looked at the remaining one, shrugged and said.

"thank you!"

Elder Dugu shook his head with a smile, opened the wooden sign and saw the word Bye was written on it.

This time, Yun Tianye played against Lou Changkong.

Fan Jian moved a chair and sat under the elders' seat, holding a bag of fried green beans in his hand, and watched the two of them stand facing each other.

At this moment, everyone couldn't help becoming tense.

Apart from the dark horse Fan Jian, the most watched battle of this inner sect assessment was the sword duel.

There have been different opinions about who is stronger between the two.

From the point of view of hard power, Yun Tianye is the first grade of distraction, the sixth level of Bawang Jue mentality, and the 24 solar terms saber techniques are extremely proficient, among which the best is the slash of Jingzhe, which moves like thunder.

Lou Changkong is also distracted, and the Sanqianchou Mental Technique has also reached the fifth level. If there is a divine help with the Zhanqingsi Sword Art and his peaceful sword heart, the best sword questioning love is astonishing as a dragon.

Moreover, Lou Changkong excels in weapons.

It's just that the knife in Yun Tianye's hand is no longer ordinary.

Duanjiang, a high-grade human-level weapon, is Elder Dugu's Saber, weighing 21 catties and seven taels, with a blade length of three feet and seven inches.

Before the referee called to start, the atmosphere on the field was already anxious.

"Game start!"

As soon as the voice fell, Yun Tianye was already rushing to attack.

The two have fought against each other several times, they are both enemies and friends, and they don't need any words between each other.

"Big heat!"

Seeing Yun Tianye holding a knife with one hand, approaching Lou Zhangkong, turning around and slashing, the surging knife energy surged tens of meters, and slashed towards Lou Zhangkong head-on.

With a sword in the summer heat, the moves are as famous as the name, the blade passes, the surging strength of the sword is like the scorching sun, and everything is invincible.

But he saw Lou Changkong move his feet, spread his robe, and fly away like a kite. It was the movement technique in the Sword Art of Zhanqingsi, which moved Wuhen.

This flutter deflected Yun Tianye's knife, and then tapped his toe, and flew back as if being pulled by a kite string, the long sword Xinghe unsheathed, stabbing Yun Tianye flatly.

This sword seemed unremarkable, but Yun Tianye didn't dare to neglect it. He turned the blade around and stopped him.

When the swords touched, an astonishing aura erupted immediately, turning into a wave of air and rushing away, kicking up bursts of dust and flying around.

Fan Jian was sitting on the sidelines eating fried green beans when the dust blew his face and he hurried out of the school field barrier.

"It's a good trick to love and hate Sanqiu!" Elder Tie said.

Elder Shen shook his head and said.

"This sword is full of love and hate for three autumns. He has seven points of strength and three points of softness, focusing on the word hate. Hate is born of love. This sword should be three points of strength and seven points of softness! The boy Changkong Everything is good, but I have never had a bitter love. Without a bitter love, how can I understand the true taste of Sanqianchou and Zhanqingsi!"

Fan Jian could not help but roll his eyes when he heard the truth in the audience.

What's the point of practicing this sword technique if you have to be treated like a licking dog?
Just as he was thinking about it, he saw the sudden change on the stage, and Yun Tianye suddenly released a cold air from his blade, causing the air coming out of his mouth to turn pale.

Seeing this, Lou Changkong immediately withdrew and retreated.

Before Lou Changkong landed, he saw Yun Tianye's long sword circling around his body, and the saber's aura was blazing cold, instantly covering the area around him nearly [-] meters with a burst of frost.

Lou Changkong was in the frost, but he was not afraid. With a sweep of the sword body, the sword energy surged out, and the cold energy was swept away like a scorching sun.

"Hey! Ice and fire two heavens!"

Fan Jian was so surprised that he even forgot to chew the fried green beans in his mouth.

The battle between the two is simply full of special effects.

The 24 solar terms knife has two styles in winter and summer, one cold and one hot.

The Sword Art of Cutting the Silk Thread also has the counterparts of detachment and tenderness.

The two of you come and go, fighting hard.

All the disciples present didn't even dare to blink their eyes, for fear of missing any frame of the good show.

The two fought for a while, and then began to fight each other.

Duanjiang is tyrannical.

The spring-style saber technique is as dense as spring rain, one slash after another, stretching endlessly.

The Qiu-style saber technique kills the dilapidated, the saber is vigorous and powerful, and full of damage.

Xinghe is gentle and elegant.

The sword of love is sometimes peaceful and gentle, sometimes passionate, sometimes violent and impulsive, and sometimes calm and meticulous.

Just like men and women who are in love, they move their swords according to their feelings, and the swords point directly at their hearts.

The two of them went through about a hundred moves in a row, and then they each took a dozen steps back, resting and waiting for a better opportunity to make a move.

At this moment, only Lou Changkong said.

"Senior Brother Yun, you and I have the same moves. If we continue to fight like this, it will be indistinguishable until tomorrow. How about deciding the outcome with one move?"

"Exactly what I want!"

The two were talking, and they lined up at both ends of the ring.

Yun Tianye held the saber in one hand and the back of the saber in the other hand, the long saber lay in front of him, only his eyes were exposed, like a sting in the ground.

Lou Changkong flicked the long sword, muttering to himself, as if talking to the sword, sometimes frowning, sometimes smiling.

In the end, the aura of the two climbed to the highest peak respectively, and they flew around with the dust flying around, like two whirlwinds rising from the ground.

"Mo... Moke Infinite?"

Fan Jian looked at this scene in surprise, and couldn't help but think of a move of combining swords and swords in the high-level martial arts plane.

A flash of thunder flashed by, and Yun Tianye moved with the thunder, flying like lightning, straight to the sky above the building.

"Jing Zhe knife!"

Lou Changkong stabbed straight with his long sword, but there was a gleam of light on the blade, like a tear trail, just like the tears shed after expressing his confession.

"A sword to ask love."

When the swords touched, the dust above the school field flew straight for several meters, as if a sandstorm turned into a building.

At this time, the huge school grounds were completely covered by the dust, and nothing could be seen.

Fan Jian was so surprised that the fried green beans fell all over the floor.

What is the real strength of these two people?

Is the previous battle just a joke?
Where does this school ground get so thick of soil?