Fantasy: My skills are all passive

Elder Yao frowned, how much does Fan Jian have to hide from him?
I saw that on the ring, the two were circling each other, with no intention of contact at all.

In fact, it wasn't that Bai Jiushi didn't want to get close to Fan Jian. It was because Fan Jian's footwork was too weird. The two of them seemed to be only a dozen steps apart, but no matter how Bai Jiushi chased them, they couldn't close the distance.

Fan Jian was very happy anyway, and after a while, he walked Jiujiu Shengong step to Qixingzhao's way back, and his dodge rate increased to 71%.

Bai Jiushi was anxious, and immediately jumped up and shouted: "Before Su Jin Changzhai embroiders Buddha, he often likes to escape from meditation when he is drunk."

He saw him taking three steps and making two steps, directly blocking Fan Jian's way.

"Ruyang's three battles began to rise to the sky, and they hated to be sealed to Jiuquan."

While reciting poems, Bai Jiushi punched Fan Jian with his left hand and bent down with his right hand to grab Fan Jian's back.

However, Fan Jian's feet were agile, and his body spun in a strange posture. While dodging from Bai Jiushi's left hand, he also broke away from his right hand. step distance.

"This!"

Everyone in the elders' seat was stunned.

It's fine if it's just footwork, Fan Jian's move just now obviously has another kind of mysterious dodging skill.

Bai Jiushi almost wanted to hug Fan Jian, could this make him dodge lightly?

"Strange! Strange!" Elder Jiu Gexu exclaimed in shock.

"This kind of dodging skill is even more subtle than the fairy's drunken step in the Bamen Drunken Immortal Fist! Where did Fan Jian learn such exquisite footwork?"

Elder Dugu frowned and said in a deep voice.

"In my opinion, none of us have the right to accept him as a disciple! With his talent, he is more than enough to be the head disciple!"

Elder Ji said quickly.

"I don't think so! The assessment is not over yet! It's too early to make a conclusion!"

Seeing that on the playing field, Bai Jiushi was already very anxious.

On the one hand, he couldn't catch up with Fan Jian, and on the other hand, even if he did catch up, he would turn around to avoid the attack in various ways.

After going back and forth, not only was Fan Jian not injured, but he himself was distracted by changing his footwork many times.

Fan Jian had already forgotten about it. He just recited the mantra silently and walked the Jiujiu Temple Step. At this time, he had already reached the Jiujiu Temple Number. One hundred steps away, he would reach a 99% chance of dodging.

At this moment, I saw Bai Jiushi sitting on the ground and panting.

"Stop fighting! The leak in the house happens to rain all night, and the boat is late and the wind hits the head!"

Fan Jian was taken aback when he heard this, and said hastily.

"What's wrong? I'm about to reach Consummation, why don't you fight?"

Bai Jiushi said: "I'm too drunk, and I forgot all the moves I learned last night. How can I fight if I don't drink enough? I won't fight!"

As Bai Jiushi said that, he walked out of the battle area on his own.

"The winner, Fan Jian!"

Elder Shen shook his head with a smile and said.

"Elder Xu, this boy Bai is really your direct disciple!"

Elder Xu laughed and said proudly.

"Of course! My wine pavilion disciples are never tired of winning or losing. If I don't have wine, I won't fight if I go!"

"You! What an alcoholic!" Elder Yin said with a smile.

"But fortunately, you Wine Pavilion lost one, but you also won one!"

Elder Xu was overjoyed when he heard the words.

"That little girl Qingqing won?"

After speaking, he stood up and took a look, and saw Ye Qingqing happily running to Fan Jian's side, and the two were whispering.

"Fortunately, this little girl is not like you, who can't leave her body with alcohol all day long, otherwise she would become a female alcoholic?" Elder Tie also joked.

"So she won't be able to learn the Eight Drunken Immortals Fist and the Eight Immortals in Drinking Fist after all!" Elder Xu said with a sigh.

"The little girl Qingqing is also quite strange. She is obviously not drunk, but she can imitate the state of being drunk and not drunk! If she drinks some wine, she must be more suitable to be my successor than Bai Jiushi! It's a pity ah!"

While talking, the battles of the other groups also ended.

Now there are only ten people left.

In addition to Wu Xiaoqiang standing still, plus Fan Jian and Ye Qingqing, there are Linge Xu Yiyi, Fuge Gongye Sanqiu, and Yunge Liu Yanxi.

What surprised Fan Jian was that Ling Ge, Xu Yiyi, was actually a girl. Apart from her dark skin, she was pretty cute.

As for the Medicine Pavilion, if Fan Jian was not a member of the Medicine Pavilion, the entire army would have been wiped out in this assessment.

After the second round of lottery, Fan Jian's opponent turned out to be Liu Yanxi.

When he was resting, he noticed a gaze staring at him like a knife, turned his head and saw that it was indeed Liu Yanxi.

Fan Jian couldn't laugh or cry.

Isn't it just performing a sexy dance in public?As for being so bitter and bitter?
After some rest, the game officially started.

Liu Yanxi looked at Fan Jian coldly and said.

"Fan Jian! Today I must report the humiliation you gave me!"

Fan Jian pouted and said.

"You only unbuttoned two buttons, at most your collarbone was exposed, and there are many people who have seen the lower part, right? Why is it humiliating?"

"You bastard!"

As Liu Yanxi said, she raised her hand and took out the whip, and whipped it.

Fan Jian didn't even hide, he rolled his eyes and said.

"Oh, it hurts to death! Why does it hurt so much!"

Liu Yanxi sneered and said.

"I know you are not afraid of pain, but I have other tricks!"

As soon as the words fell, Liu Yanxi felt a bell from her body, and then her red lips parted slightly, and her true energy turned into a thin cloud, and it fluttered towards Fan Jian.

"This trick again?"

Fan Jianbi retracted and released the needle lightly, and blew the cloud back again.

However, this time, Liu Yanxi didn't feel anything, and continued to spit out clouds and mist. In the blink of an eye, the entire battle area was covered with churning clouds.

Fan Jian was in the sea of ​​clouds, not only couldn't see anything, but the consciousness in his mind gradually became dull.

At this moment, only a crisp bell rang, Fan Jian's consciousness relaxed, and he fell asleep like this.

Above the stands, Elder Yao said in astonishment.

"Elder Yue, why did you borrow the Dreaming Bell?"

Elder Yue said with a slight smile.

"Yan Xi begged so hard, how could I bear to refuse. What's more, didn't Elder Dugu also lend Duanjiang to Boy Yun?"

"A magic weapon is different from a weapon after all!" Elder Shen shook his head and said.

"But it's all borrowed, let's see if Fan Jian has the ability to distinguish truth from fiction!"

On the ring, Fan Jian vaguely heard someone calling him, startled, sat up immediately, and saw the referee looking at him and said.

"Don't sleep, you win!"

"I won?" Fan Jian said in surprise.

"How did I win?"

"You threw dozens of silver needles out in a daze, Liu Yanxi was crippled by you, her internal injuries were too serious, her injuries were not healed, she was already dead!"

Fan Jian was too shocked to speak.

His current vulnerability attack trigger rate is 80%, and dozens of silver needles have already caused 100% of her internal injuries.

Killed someone by himself?And still a woman?
"What about the rest?"

Fan Jian looked around, but there was no one on the school field.