Fantasy: All my skills are passive

"stop!"

Elder Dugu was furious when he saw this.

The referee also quickly pulled Fan Jian away.

However, Fan Jian was mentally and physically exhausted at this time and was unable to dodge, so he was stabbed by the sword.

It's just that even if you can't dodge, the Muscle Golden Wheel still works.

The long sword suddenly broke into more than a dozen pieces under Yuan Qingshou's full thrust.

Fan Jian subconsciously raised his hand and waved, Biwei Qingzhen activated his Qi, and the dozens of severed swords immediately pierced Yuan Qingshou's body.

Yuan Qingshou stared blankly at the fragments of the long sword on his body. His throat surged and he made a "Gala" sound. A stream of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, and he fell on his back.

Upon seeing this, the referee quickly helped Fan Jian sit down, took a closer look, and immediately said in shock.

"He's dead!"

Everyone was in an uproar.

It is inevitable that there will be injuries during the assessment, but this is the first time that someone has died. Although Fan Jian was attacked by surprise, he still killed someone.

Now, how should we calculate it?

Elder Dugu looked at Elder Ji.

Elder Ji lost his sight and shook his head. After a moment, he suddenly sat down and said bitterly.

"Teach people but not their hearts! Teach people but not their hearts! Damn it! Damn it!"

Elder Dugu immediately spoke after hearing this.

"Yuan Qingshou attacked in a sneak attack after his defeat. Death is not a pity! Fan Jian took action in a crisis, forgive him! Someone, carry him down!"

Upon hearing this, Elder Yao immediately jumped out, his bracelet flashed, and a green jade bottle appeared. He took out a pill and said to Fan Jian, who was sitting cross-legged in meditation.

"Open your mouth!"

"What?" Fan Jian opened his mouth in confusion.

"I can't kill you!" Elder Yao said.

"The elixir to restore mental damage, keep it in your mouth, don't swallow it!"

"Give Li Beidou that pill!" Fan Jian muttered.

"Fart! What a stinky fart!" Elder Yao said angrily.

"Do you think those are jelly beans?"

Fan Jian quickly waved his hand and said after hearing this.

"You're kidding, do you think it's serious?"

Elder Yao rolled his eyes speechlessly and said.

"There are still two final games, fight well!"

Fan Jian stood up immediately after hearing this. When he looked up, he saw Lou Changkong standing on the other side of the ring, smiling at him.

Good guy! The swords have all advanced!

Elder Dugu said in a deep voice upon seeing this.

"Today's competition is over! The finals will begin tomorrow! Let's all disperse!"

When Fan Jian heard this, he immediately looked at Xiaoshou.

14365.

After yesterday's game, everyone was almost accustomed to Fan Jian. He only got these small points by surprising everyone a few times.

"It's not enough!"

Fan Jian scratched his head.

It's so difficult to live a long life, wouldn't it be even more difficult for Yuntianye and Lou Changkong?

Mainly because he has only passive skills and no truly lethal attack method.

When Biwei Qingzhen encountered physical skills masters like them, she could only ask them to stand still and let her cum, not to mention throwing them out!

Which person like them doesn't have the skills to sink energy into the Dantian and drop a thousand catties?

Forget it, don’t think about it anymore, I have a headache!

During the meal, I chatted with Ye Qingqing for a while and ordered two bags of fried green beans.

After that, Fan Jian came to Lingjiang Peak again.

He was used to the scenery and silence.

After today's use of the Jiujiu Shenggong Step, his proficiency has reached 26%. After using it to achieve success today, he fell in love with this step.

This footwork is not as rigid as he initially thought. The course of action is indeed the same during practice, but it is different when facing the enemy!

With each step taken, the skill will deduce the trajectory of the next action based on changes in the enemy's attack methods.

When Fan Jianqian was walking in the footwork, rows of footprints seemed to appear in front of his eyes, and each step was still in the footwork.

And the dodge was also based on his own movement skills. No matter how weird the method of dodging the attack was, it was unexpected and reasonable.

However, this footwork is not as good as the Jiujiu God Palace. If you dodge 99%, you can dodge all attacks.

To put it simply, if the opponent is the sword elder and a burst of sword energy passes through him, even if Fan Jian twists his body into a twist, he will still die!

Just when Fan Jian was practicing his footwork, the old fishing man came again.

Fan Jian glanced at him, said nothing, and continued walking minding his own business.

I saw the old man carrying a cloth bag today, walked to the stone table and said with a smile.

"Little brother, you treated me to chicken the day before yesterday, and I'm going to treat you to fish today, are you coming?"

As the old man spoke, he opened the cloth bag and took out an oil paper bag. Fan Jian took a look at it and was speechless.

That thing is called a fish?

I saw that the fish meat in the cloth bag was not only burnt black, but also turned into crumbs. Two or three fish heads were mixed together, which looked no better than leftovers!

The only thing that made Fan Jian a little curious was that even though the fish was like this, there was still a unique fragrance that hit his nose, which made Fan Jian can't help but whet his appetite.

He was hungry again.

Fan Jian immediately sat down and said.

"Do you have chopsticks?"

"No!" the old man said with a smile.

"Can't I just grab it with my hands?"

"..."

Just like that, the old man and the young man ate their mouths full of oil from the pack of burnt fish meat.

This fish is really good, and the aura it contains is almost as good as that of Bazhen Chicken. But the grilling is really hard to praise. If someone from the wine shop cooks it, the taste will be several times better!

After the old man finished eating, he took out another wine pot, drank a sip, looked at Fan Jian, and handed the wine pot over.

Fan Jian immediately shook his head. He still had to practice footwork next, and it would be bad to get drunk.

The old man smiled, took out a handful of silver sugar beans from his body, stuffed them into his mouth one by one, and bit them crisply.

Fan Jian asked in confusion.

"Uncle, what are you eating?"

The old man quickly covered his mouth and said, "You can't eat this! This is a sword pill. I spent 100 spirit stones to buy it. There is a chance that you can comprehend the sword energy and become a sword fairy!"

Fan Jian sneered and said.

"You were deceived, right? This thing can comprehend the sword energy? It's better to eat my fried green beans!"

Fan Jian said, taking out a bag of fried green beans from his arms.

"You don't believe it?" The old man said, handing over a size that was obviously larger.

"Do you dare to try it?"

"Why not!"

Fan Jian took the silver sugar bean and saw that it was the size of a grape, shining silver. He smelled it and found that it had no smell.

"Is it poisonous?"

"I poison you? Why? Because you ate my fish?" The old man said with a smile.

Fan Jian curled his lips, thought about it and put it down.

"Forget it, I have a special physique now, and eating anything casually can easily kill me!"

"You are so cowardly!" The old man smiled and stretched out his hand to take it back.

Fan Jian grabbed it and said.

"I am cowardly? Even if it is poison, I will eat it for you to see! Elder Yao of the Medicine Pavilion is my henchman! He can save the dead, why would I be afraid of a sugar bean from you?"

Fan Jian said, raised his hand and ate the silver ball.

The old man smiled and said.

"How is it?"

"What a broken thing? It doesn't have any spiritual energy, not even boiled water..."

Before he finished speaking, Fan Jian's eyes suddenly widened, his pupils were somewhat focused, and he said in astonishment while holding his stomach.

"Old man! What did you give me to eat?"