Fantasy: My skills are all passive

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

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

When Fan Jian heard this, a thunder flashed in his mind.

He felt a little thirsty.

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

"I killed someone..."

Fan Jian's mind was full of these words.

"Although what Liu Yanxi did was dirty, she is not worthy of death!"

Fan Jian's heart was ashamed.

He is no longer worried about the outcome of the trial, but he killed someone, which still makes him hard to let go.

At this moment, he only heard a footstep, and when he turned his head, he saw Ye Qingqing crying and throwing herself into his arms.

"Brother Jian, you go! You go!"

"What's wrong?" Fan Jian asked.

"They want your life! You go!" Ye Qingqing cried.

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

"Since I made a mistake, I have to bear it bravely! Otherwise, I will definitely fall into the devil's path in the future!"

"Brother Jian!" Ye Qingqing looked at Fan Jian, and even slowly loosened her skirt.

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

"Brother Jian! You're dead, and I don't want to live anymore! I want you! Give it to me, please?" Ye Qingqing murmured into Fan Jian's arms.

The tone was soft and provocative, like a silk and bamboo swallowing, and like the sound of a clear spring.

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

The two looked at each other and kissed.

Lips and teeth depend on each other, and saliva is exchanged.

However, Fan Jian pushed Ye Qingqing away, and the Tianji Duyuan Kungfu skill swiped across his forehead, and the surrounding scene suddenly changed.

"Biwei clears the needle!"

Seeing Fan Jian raised his hand and waved, the strength of Biwei Qingzheng scattered, and all the clouds and mists in the entire area were blown away.

Liu Yanxi looked at Fan Jian in shock and said.

"Impossible! Under the influence of the Dreaming Bell, you cannot leave the Yunmeng Realm!"

"Nothing is impossible!" Fan Jian said with a sneer.

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

Seeing Fan Jian raised his hand and waved it, Liu Yanxi immediately flew upside down and fell out of the area.

"The winner, Fan Jian!"

Fan Jian breathed a sigh of relief.

Whatever you do in Yunmeng Realm, you will do it outside. If you really want to lose your clothes and take off your clothes in front of everyone, wouldn't that mean you are dead?

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

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

Even ordinary water has aura, let alone the saliva of a little girl who eats food rich in aura all the year round!

Elder Yao in the stands was really relieved.

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

Among the ten pavilions, the five pavilions of laughter, meaning, medicine, and floating, the five pavilions of Yun, are old learners of the Tianji crossing yuan kung fu in the Tiandi Xuanxin kung fu.

The reason is that the Tianjidu Yuangong started from the Niwan Palace in the upper dantian, and it is a practice that specializes in consciousness.

Similarly, it is also a technique for breaking all kinds of illusions and illusions.

Elder Dugu looked at Elder Yao and said with a smile.

"Great work! Amazing!"

Elder Yao smiled awkwardly.

Elder Dugu didn't point it out, which meant that he also recognized Fan Jian.

After a while, the rest of the games were also over.

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

They are 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, not even injured, and was convinced of the defeat.

Xu Yiyi was defeated by Yuan Qingshou, this little girl was amused by Yige's seven emotions, crying and laughing, and when she almost took off her clothes in the end, she was stopped by the referee, she also hated Yuan Qingshou.

Gongye Sanqiu lost to Yuhuaqing, and the Fuge technique used scent to stimulate people's psychology, but Yuhuaqing's Tiange specialized in the way of assassination, and the environment has already reached the point where patience can become gold, and there is no environment that can shake the disciples of the Tiange Nerves, of course, also include smell.

In this way, there is only the last round of the semi-final assessment.

One on one, one bye.

Whether it was luck or misfortune, Fan Jian did not have a bye.

The one he drew was none other than Yuan Qingshou!

When Lou Changkong faced Yu Huaqing, the strongest Yun Tianye got a bye instead.

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

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

"Game start!"

Regarding the culprit who caused Xia Ruhua's tragedy, Fan Jian opened the box without hesitation when the referee spoke, and took out a handful of silver needles.

"Biwei clears the needle!"

I saw five or six silver needles flashing silver light and rushing towards Yuan Qingshou.

However, Yuan Qingshou is not Duan Wudi, he will not stand still until the silver needle pricks him.

Seeing his figure dodge, he dodged the oncoming silver needle, and said with a smile while running.

"Brother Fan, why are you in such a hurry?"

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

Seeing him running, Fan Jian took the Jiujiu Temple steps himself, and while walking, stabbed Yuan Qingshou with the Biweiqing needle.

Yuan Qingshou said with a sneer when he heard the words.

"I didn't expect you, a trash, to grow up to face me one day! Why, do you want to avenge Xia Ruhua?"

"No!" Fan Jian said with a sneer.

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

Yuan Qingshou laughed loudly, stopped suddenly and said.

"That depends on whether you have the ability!"

He waved his hand, the mustard seed bracelet flashed, and a maroon bead appeared in his hand.

"Heart Bead!"

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

Elder Yao pointed at Elder Ji angrily and said.

"You! You actually took out the Heart-Catching Orb and gave it to him?"

Elder Ji said with a smile.

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

"Can it be the same?" Elder Yin said with a cold face, with a rare smile on his face.

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

Elder Ji shook his head and said.

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

"I want to let him know that when he wants to fight against the system, he encounters far more obstacles than he imagined! If he can defeat Yuan Qingshou who has the Heart Orb, no matter what the final assessment result is, I will be with you." He wins all his bets!"

"If it doesn't work, it only shows that he has the heart to fight against the system, but he doesn't have the ability to practice it! It doesn't hurt that he is missing from the Qingmu sect!"

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

But seeing Elder Dugu waved his hand and said.

"I understand Elder Ji's meaning! This match should be a test for Fan boy! Whether he can carry the banner of Qingmumen's reform depends on his luck!"