Fantasy: All my skills are passive

"Someone died, the game is suspended!" said the referee.

"Ten elders are discussing how to deal with you, you go to the Jingsi Hall and wait for the verdict!"

When Fan Jian heard this, a flash of thunder flashed through his mind.

He felt a little thirsty.

He staggered towards the Jingsi Hall, the empty hall was as empty as his heart at the moment.

"I killed someone..."

Fan Jian's mind was full of this sentence.

"Although Liu Yanxi did something dirty, she is not guilty of death!"

Fan Jian was ashamed.

He was no longer worried about the result of the trial, but he killed someone, which made him hard to let go anyway.

At this moment, he heard footsteps, turned around and saw Ye Qingqing crying and throwing herself into his arms.

"Brother Jian, go! Go!"

"What's wrong?" Fan Jian asked.

"They want you to pay with your life! Go!" Ye Qingqing cried.

"No! I can't go!" Fan Jian said in a deep voice.

"Since I'm wrong, I have to take responsibility! Otherwise, I will definitely fall into the devil's way in the future!"

"Brother Jian!" Ye Qingqing looked at Fan Jian and slowly untied the sash on her body.

"Qingqing, what are you doing?" Fan Jian frowned and said.

"Brother Jian! If you die, I don't want to live anymore! I want you! Give it to me, okay?" Ye Qingqing threw herself into Fan Jian's arms and murmured.

The tone was gentle and seductive, like the sobbing of bamboo and the sound of a clear spring.

Fan Jian looked at Ye Qingqing's pretty face, and his mood became more and more agitated, as if there was a charcoal fire in his heart, urging him to put out the fire.

The two looked at each other and kissed.

The lips and teeth were attached, and the sweet saliva was exchanged.

Fan Jian pushed Ye Qingqing away, and the Tianji Duyuan Gong technique traveled from his forehead, and the surrounding scene suddenly changed.

"Biwei Qingzhen!"

Fan Jian raised his hand and waved it, and the power of Biwei Qingzhen scattered, and the clouds and mist in the entire area were blown away.

Liu Yanxi looked at Fan Jian in shock.

"Impossible! Under the effect of the dream bell, you can't leave the dream world!"

"Nothing is impossible!" Fan Jian sneered.

"You are not ashamed to create such a dream! Get out!"

Fan Jian raised his hand and waved, and Liu Yanxi flew backwards and fell outside the area.

"Winner, Fan Jian!"

Fan Jian breathed a sigh of relief.

Whatever you do in the dream world, you will do it outside. If you really can't control yourself and take off your clothes in front of everyone, wouldn't that be social death?

Fortunately, he swallowed Ye Qingqing's saliva in the dream.

He didn't trigger the strong digestion, which made him suspicious.

Even ordinary water has spiritual energy, not to mention the saliva of a little girl who eats spiritual energy-rich food all year round!

Elder Yao in the stands was really relieved.

No matter how Fan Jian saw whether the dream was true or not, whether he could get out of the dream was the real important thing.

Among the ten pavilions, the five pavilion elders of Xiao, Yi, Yao, Fu, and Yun learned the Tianji Duyuan Gong in the Tiandi Xuanxin Gong.

The reason is that the Tianji Duyuan Gong starts from the Niwan Palace in the upper dantian, and is a practice dedicated to the cultivation of consciousness.

Similarly, it is also a practice dedicated to breaking various illusions and illusions.

Elder Dugu looked at Elder Yao and smiled and said.

"Big hand! Incredible!"

Elder Yao smiled awkwardly.

Elder Dugu did not point it out, indicating that he also recognized Fan Jian.

After a while, the games in the other venues were also over.

At this time, only the last five people were left on the field.

They were Yun Tianye, Lou Changkong, Fan Jian, Yu Huaqing, and Yuan Qingshou.

As for Wen Ruoshui, unfortunately, she met Yun Tianye.

Ye Qingqing was defeated by Lou Changkong without even being injured, and was defeated convincingly.

Xu Yiyi lost to Yuan Qingshou. The little girl was teased by Yige's Seven Emotions and Birth and laughed and cried. When she almost took off her clothes, she was stopped by the referee. She hated Yuan Qingshou.

Gongye Sanqiu lost to Yuhuaqing. Fuge's skills stimulate people's psychology with smell, but Yuhuaqing's Tiange specializes in assassination. He has long been patient with the environment. No environment can shake the nerves of Tiange disciples, including smell.

In this way, there is only one semi-final assessment left.

One-on-one, one person is bye.

I don't know whether it is lucky or unfortunate, Fan Jian did not have a bye.

He drew no one else, but Yuan Qingshou!

Lou Changkong played against Yuhuaqing, and the strongest Yun Tianye was bye.

But he had just gone through a hard battle, so this was the best result.

After a rest, Fan Jian and Yuan Qingshou finally met on the ring.

"The game begins!"

As for the culprit who caused Xia Ruhua's tragedy, Fan Jian waited for the referee to speak, then opened the box without hesitation and took out a bunch of silver needles.

"Bi Wei Qing needles!"

Five or six silver needles flashed with silver light and rushed towards Yuan Qingshou.

However, Yuan Qingshou was not Duan Wudi, he would not stand still and wait for the silver needles to pierce him.

He flashed and dodged the silver needles, running and saying with a smile.

"Brother Fan, why are you so anxious?"

"Anxious! I can't wait to see you kneeling on the ground!"

Seeing him running, Fan Jian also stepped on the Nine Nine Palace Steps, and while walking, he used the Bi Wei Qing needles to pierce Yuan Qingshou.

Yuan Qingshou sneered and said when he heard it.

"I never thought that a loser like you would grow up to be opposite me! What, do you want to avenge Xia Ruhua?"

"No!" Fan Jian said with a sneer.

"I just want to get rid of a scum for Qingmumen!"

Yuan Qingshou laughed loudly, stopped suddenly and said.

"Then it depends on whether you have this ability!"

He raised his hand and waved, the mustard bracelet on his hand flashed with light, and a purple bead suddenly appeared in his hand.

"Heart-catching Pearl!"

All the elders at the elders' table stood up immediately.

Elder Yao pointed at Elder Ji angrily and said.

"You! You actually gave him the Heart-Setting Pearl?"

Elder Ji said with a smile.

"Others can give it, why can't I?"

"Can it be the same?" Elder Yin lost his smile for a rare moment and said with a cold face.

"Among the ten pavilions, only your Heart-Capturing Pearl is an earth-level magic weapon. If you let a group of disciples who don't even have a golden elixir face an earth-level magic weapon, what's the point even if you win?"

Elder Ji shook his head and said.

"I don't want Yuan Qingshou to win, I just want Fan Jian to lose!"

"I want him to know that when he wants to fight against the system, he will encounter more obstacles than he imagined! If he can defeat Yuan Qingshou who possesses the Heart-Self Bead, no matter what the final assessment result is, I and I will He wins all his bets!”

"If it doesn't work, it only means that he has the will to fight against the system, but has no ability to practice it! Then it doesn't hurt that the Aoki Sect is missing him!"

"You!" Elder Yao wanted to say something else.

But Elder Dugu waved his hand and said.

"I understand what Elder Ji means! This game should be regarded as a test for Mr. Fan! Whether he can carry the banner of Qingmumen's reform depends on his fortune!"