I Am Loaded with Passive Skills

　　 The referee looked melancholy at the sky. It was the first time he encountered such a difficult player.

　　 You have to stop him, he is also a player, he is a bit crazy if he wants to pick one hundred at most, it seems that there is no irregularity;

　　 But why don't you stop him, how does it look like a farce, a dignified group stage, turned into a large-scale gambling scene?

"How to say?"

　　 Faced with Xu Xiaoshou’s question and the look that a group of people expected, the referee was a little dizzy. He was holding the black sword in his hand and didn't know what to do for a while.

　　 Above the void, the referee Xiao Qixiu finally noticed the situation in the 12th ring.

　　 It’s okay if you don’t pay attention. Others are fighting, and this ring is quietly like a class.

　　 Talking alone, a group of people listening...

　　 Xiao Qixiu twitched the corner of his mouth, and the sound transmission said: "Very well, young and frivolous! Agree with him and let him suffer."

　　 The referee has the backbone and immediately waved his hand: "Agree, the game continues!"

　　 The tall man's eyes lit up in an instant, and he shot out a greedy light, flying out in front of the crowd for the first time.

　　 "I have a style of'Hundred Step Beast King Fist', your sword, I want it!"

　　 Some people in the rear crowd were still hesitating, but they were immediately upset when they saw that they were taken advantage of.

　　 Sure enough, the opportunity is always left to the first person who eats crabs. It is a pity that such a good sword is dusted in Xu Xiaoshou's hand as a gambling product, and then it will fall into the hands of a boxer.

　　 "Senior Brother Liu, don't you try? Your'Dark Tribulation Fist'..." Zhou Zuo's eyes moved slightly, but he knew how many catties he was, so he didn't dare to do it.

　　 Liu Zhen hid in the crowd and shook his head slightly: "Although I also broke through, but Xu Xiaoshou seems to have become unusual, let's take a look!"

　　 Looking at the familiar scene in front of him, he remembered Xu Xiaoshou's posture when he first left the customs that day, the situation was overwhelming the audience, closing a deadlock, really such a big breakthrough?

　　 "Suspected, passive value, +12."

　　 Xu Xiaoshou didn't know what other people were thinking about. He watched the tall man lift his fist and laughed, full of pride.

　　 "Haha, come on!"

　　 As soon as the voice fell, a tiger roar phantom slammed their heads, shocking everyone's heart. When they reacted, they saw that under the phantom, there was a punch that was as many as the sky in a second.

　　 "Boom boom boom..."

　　 Xu Xiaoshou did not use a single boxing technique. He banged his fists naked, and wanted to take the pinnacle skill of the day after tomorrow: Hundred Step Beast King Fist!

　　The crowd of onlookers exploded.

　　 "Empty punch?"

　　 "He's crazy!"

　　 "Where is Xu Xiaoshou's self-confidence, he wants to take Qiuwei's "Hundred-Step Beast King" with his empty fists?"

　　 "Uh, isn't Xu Xiaoshou only one style of "White Cloud Sword Technique"? I heard that he only practiced the first style for three years..."

　　 Everyone saw four fists cross, and hundreds of roars broke out instantly, deafening.

　　 The next moment, everyone saw Xu Xiaoshou, who was wrapped in the shadow of the boxing, attacking randomly, punching in the air; while the shadow of the tall man's boxing, dozens of breaths, banged on Xu Xiaoshou's face.

　　 "Fuck, so cruel, I can't stand it anymore!"

　　 "This Xu Xiaoshou is here to be funny, isn't he really good at one punch?"

　　 Even the referee was shocked, this man...

　　 At first I thought he was here to be funny, but later I thought he was a strong one. Now it seems that he is here to be funny!

　　 Xu Xiaoshou received the shadow of his fist from his face, and was beaten so that he couldn't find his direction. He looked shaky, but he just didn't take a step back.

　　 This can't move, he got out of the ring as soon as he backed up.

　　 As people say, Xu Xiaoshou does not know how to fist, and he has never heard of the so-called "Hundred Step Beast King Fist".

　　 But, did this affect my fight?

　　 I am strong, I am wayward!

　　The shadow of the fist falling on his face can only give a slight pain, and even a little bit of the strange feeling left on his body last night, but it has never hurt him!

　　 As the shadow of the boxing continued to fall, the information column in my mind was constantly updated:

　　 "Under attack, passive value, +34."

　　 "Under attack, passive value, +46."

　　 "Under attack, passive value, +32."

　　 "Under attack, passive value, +42."

　　 "……"

　　 Xu Xiaoshoule went crazy, watching the information bar frantically refreshing as he accepted the move. He said that he loved this kind of boxing method with one breath.

　　 As he expected, the inherent "strong" defense cannot be defeated by these guys who can only acquire fist.

　　 Even if the opponent's cultivation is as high as seven levels!

　　 "Are you tickling me?" Xu Xiaoshou grabbed the gap and squirted quickly, and in the next second he got countless fists in his mouth.

　　 The tall man Qiu Wei became more and more frightened as he fought, and he felt tired. How could this guy seem to have nothing?

　　 "Death to me!" Hearing this, he roared, and suddenly his whole body was red and white smoke appeared, and his fist speed doubled again.

　　 "Blood Burning Technique?"

　　 "Crazy, Qiuwei is crazy!"

　　 Everyone looked fascinated, with enthusiasm, Qiu Wei's fist speed at this time was enough to shake the nine realms of spiritual refining!

　　 "Under attack, passive value, +94."

　　 "Under attack, passive value, +88."

　　 "Under attack, passive value, +102."

　　 "……"

　　 Xu Xiaoshoule is crazy, completely crazy!

　　 The passive value in my mind keeps rising: 500, 700, 900, 1000...

　　 He screamed while being beaten, constantly stimulating Qiu Wei: "Good come!"

　　 "Hurry up!"

　　 "Yes, at this speed, continue!"

　　 "Fresh, huh!" Fist shadow sealed his throat.

　　 Everyone: "..."

　　 Referee: "..."

　　 The auditorium was far away, I couldn't hear the two people fighting each other, but I was shocked to see the tragic situation.

　　 "Your little beast brother is afraid that he will become a pig's head?" Rao Yinyin laughed.

　　 She looked at Su Qianqian, little Lolita was staring at Qiu Wei, with murderous in her eyes.

　　 Rao Yinyin: "……"

　　 The crowds onlookers saw their blood surge, and they only wished that they could not take their place, and beat this crazy guy so hard that they had to punch the nearby people with one fist, and then the battle started again.

　　Everyone is young and full of blood. After waiting for a long time, they are naturally impatient, not to mention that Xu Xiaoshou’s screams are constantly stimulating bloody.

　　 Some people pulled up the battlefield on one side, while others chose to wait.

　　 On the edge of the ring, the battle between the two was actually not long ago. It was mainly a hundred times in an instant, which was thrilling.

　　 A weak voice suddenly sounded among the crowd watching: "Look, Xu Xiaoshou's feet... don't seem to have moved?"

　　 Everyone immediately stared at his feet. Sure enough, under the high-speed boxing, this guy trembled as if there was no rootless duckweed.

　　 seems to have an unstable center of gravity, but in fact it doesn't move.

"This……"

"How can it be?"

　　 "Is it true that Xu Xiaoshou has cultivated a masterly skill?"

　　 A seven-level powerhouse who was previously kneeled by Xu Xiaoshou's fan covered his face and said aggrieved: "I said he is very powerful, you don't believe it..."

　　 "Huh? Did you speak?"

　　 Seven Realms Powerful: "……"

　　 He is a dignified seven-level master, and he has no sense of existence in the group stage... The **** Xu Xiaoshou!

　　 Xu Xiaoshou accidentally moved to the front of the battlefield and opened a few places in the gap between the shadows of his fists. His passive value was divided a lot, and he was suddenly anxious.

　　 What anxious, can't you wait for a while?

　　 He felt that he could not hang himself on a tree with a crooked neck!

　　 Qiuwei was outputting frantically, and suddenly saw Xu Xiaoshou, who seemed to fall in the next second, stood upright, calmly speaking in the shadow of the violent fist: "You are tired and need to rest."

　　 At the next breath, an ordinary punch floated.

boom!

　　 Void blasted, Qiu Wei flew out in an instant and plunged into the crowd.

　　 "Let’s take a break, let’s wait and fight again, wait for me!" Xu Xiaoshou shouted at him.

　　 This is a value add-on, extremely easy to use, don't lose it.

　　 Qiuwei is stupid!

　　What's the situation?

　　 I was outputting for a long time, and I was half tired. Not only did you have nothing, but also let me rest?

　　 Others saw Qiu Wei being knocked back with a fluttering punch, and immediately retreated.

　　 Now everyone knows that this guy pretends to be a pig and eats a tiger. He is a terrifying boss!

　　 "My God, is he really only five realms?"

　　 "This physical body is even more terrifying than the eight or nine realms!"

　　 "What kind of spiritual skill is this, why haven't I heard of it?"

　　 Xu Xiaoshou smiled faintly: "It's not a spiritual skill, it's an innate ‘strong’!"

　　 Everyone: "..."

　　 I believe in you a ghost, can you be inherently strong to this point?

　　 "Suspected, passive value, +32."

　　 Alas, why no one believes me every time I tell the truth!

　　Xu Xiaoshou Tantans his hands, expressing helplessness.

　　 I'm telling the truth, if you don't believe me, it's none of my business.

　　 "Over there, don't fight." He looked over the crowd and looked at the battlefields behind him, "Your opponent is me!"

　　 "I will fight you!"

　　 A man with a hook-nosed nose flew out, calling Ye Chongting, the cultivation base of eight realms.

　　 He yelled: "I have a style of'Japanese Sacrifice Boxing', can you dare to take it?"

　　 Not waiting for Xu Xiaoshou's answer, he had already thrown the blazing fire with a punch, and hit his head with heavy smoke. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com

　　 Sacrifice Japanese Fist?

　　 Xu Xiaoshou knows that this style of boxing requires a long time to accumulate energy and pays attention to one move to control the enemy.

　　 He turned sideways, avoiding the frontal impact, and slashed at the opponent's wrist with a hand knife, grabbed his neck with the pain, and threw him directly outside the barrier.

　　 Ye Chongting:? ? ?

　　 You have changed. When you were fighting with Qiu Wei just now, it was obviously not like this!

　　 He almost cried out.

　　 Eight levels of cultivation, that was the strong strength of the competition group, and one was accidentally sent out of the ring by the opponent.

　　 Didn’t you say that it’s hard to connect, big liar!

　　 Xu Xiaoshou clapped his hands, and said faintly: "Sorry, I am more interested in the boxing style of hundreds of punches at one breath. Like the'Jiri Boxing', don't come, go and fight elsewhere!"

　　 After speaking, he glanced at the information bar and shook his whole body.

　　 Passive value: 1766.

　　In other words, just Qiuwei alone has contributed thousands of passive points to him!

　　With the prior warning, how could he waste time on these **** punches with only one shot?

　　 Everyone looked at Ye Chongting in the audience, feeling that they had changed from hunter status to prey.

　　 "Stop it!"

　　 Xu Xiaoshou yelled again, and everyone stopped inexplicably. The fiery ring was suddenly silent.

　　 The referee held a few losers in his hands, and was interrupted in the middle of his work. The anger in his heart, Cyclonus!

　　 He kept telling himself that he can’t be impulsive, and this person is also a player...

　　 Xu Xiaoshou's eyes were all over the place, and he lifted up the anger one by one again, and suddenly flicked his sleeves, held the trembling legs that had been healed, and took a step.

　　 "Time is limited, let's go together!"