Fantasy: My skills are all passive

early morning!

The first ray of sunlight tore through the clouds and mist, and when it shone on the climbing platform at the top of the main peak of the Cyanwood Gate, the gate was already full of voices.

At the school field outside the gate, 5000 people had gathered at this time.

Among them, three thousand disciples from the outer sect were lined up in thirty queues in the middle of the school grounds.

The [-] disciples of the inner sect sat in the auditorium.

Tomorrow is the inner sect assessment, and the observation of the inner sect disciples can also give them a clear understanding of their own level.

After a burst of Xuanwei's drums, Elder Dugu of the Sword Pavilion hummed softly.

Immediately, a shocking momentum surged out, sweeping the entire school field in a blink of an eye.

There was a sudden silence on the court.

"Examination of the outer sect, each group of 100 people will fight in the form of melee. The battle will last for half an hour. After the time is over, only one person can stay on the field, and it will be recorded as the champion of the group! Two or more, both Eliminate the punishment!"

"The last 30 people eliminated in each group will be eligible for the inner gate selection."

"The champion of each group will directly enter the inner sect without further selection, but the elders of the ten pavilions need to choose which one to enter."

"Thirty group champions will compete in the group arena to compete for the first position in the outer sect. The winners will be able to choose any one of the ten inner sect pavilions to join, and participate in tomorrow's inner sect assessment, and compete with [-] disciples for this year's award!"

As Elder Dugu said, he raised his hand and saw a gust of saber energy swirling past like a hurricane, and thirty areas were immediately divided in the center of the school grounds.

The Qingmu Gate is built on a flat mountain, and the scope of the school field is three to five times larger than a stadium. Even though thirty duel areas are divided, it still looks very sparse.

"Game start!"

As soon as the words fell, some disciples had already started to fight.

I saw that all the people were holding weapons, such as knives, swords, fists, or palms, and all of a sudden, the sound of killing was moving all over the sky, and their energy was also scattered and flying.

Fan Jian was speechless for a while as he watched the crowd in front of him beating into darkness.

This is a knockout match, not a points match. If you work so hard in the front, what should you do if you run out of energy later?
More importantly, you can just hit me, why don't you come and hit me?If you don't hit me, how can I use the small value!

How did Fan Jian know that he made a breakthrough yesterday in the school field, and all the outer disciples regarded him as the default No.1, how could anyone dare to fight against him?
well!A bunch of winks!
As Fan Jian said, he leaned forward and shouted loudly.

"stop!"

The referee of the inner gate quickly scolded.

"What are you doing? Don't interfere with the game!"

"I won't interfere with the game. Isn't it good that I let you finish this boring job quickly?"

Fan Jian patted his shoulder and said.

The referee said dubiously.

"Huh? Don't interfere with the game!"

Fan Jian nodded with a smile, summoned up his true energy, and shouted.

"Stop it all!"

Everyone glanced at him immediately.

"You hit..."

Everyone huddled together again.

"..."

"His grandma's! Tell you to stop and didn't you hear?"

Fan Jian stepped forward and punched one by one. Some of the people touched their heads, some touched their legs, and some triggered a flaw attack. They covered their hearts and vomited blood. They all looked at Fan Jian in astonishment.

"Why are you so stupid? Why didn't you beat me down first?" Fan Jian said.

"?!?"

Seeing the puzzled expressions on everyone's faces, Fan Jian sighed again and said.

"Do you know what my cultivation was before?"

"Fifth Grade Qi Refining!"

"Do you know what cultivation base you arrived yesterday?"

"Distraction!"

Fan Jian said with a smile.

"You don't want to know why?"

Everyone looked at each other and said, "I want to!"

Fan Jian smiled triumphantly, pointed to the sky with one hand, and pointed to the ground with the other.

"Because I'm a genius!"

"..."

"I can't help it! What if I want to beat him up?"

"Don't be fooled! He is forcing us to beat him! Anyway, we can't beat him! Let him go!"

When Fan Jian heard this, he pointed at the man and said.

"Don't seek to make progress, just eat and wait to die! Come down for me!"

As he said that, he stepped in front of that person, bumped him sideways, knocked him flying more than ten meters, and fell headlong to the sidelines.

"I ask you! I have such an adventure, are you angry?"

Everyone looked at each other without speaking.

Fan Jian said again: "Are you angry that I can stay one year longer than those who were eliminated last year?"

"gas!"

Only two or three voices were heard speaking sparsely.

Fan Jian smiled and said, "I'm even going to soar into the sky. From now on, I'll be the master of the inner sect, riding on your heads to shit and pee! You're not angry!"

"gas!"

The crowd was excited, and some of them had already drawn out their knives.

Fan Jian quickly said to the referee: "Pay attention to protect me!"

The referee gritted his teeth and said.

"I want to give you a knife!"

Fan Jian said with a smile: "It's enough to be angry! Do you want me, who is just about to soar into the sky, to be crushed on the ground by you?"

"miss you!"

Seeing Fan Jian take a horse step and said.

"Now's your chance! Hit me! Hit me hard with the best punches of your life!"

"As long as you don't use weapons, you can fight whatever you want! I will never fight back! Just take it as an insult to you!"

Everyone looked at each other, and boldly stepped forward and said.

"Really not fighting back?"

"Really! It's more real than Chen Zhen!" Fan Jian said.

"As long as you don't use weapons, you can fight as you want! If you fight back, I will be your grandson!"

The man stepped forward hesitantly, and lightly poked Fan Jian with his fist.

Fan Jian was furious.

"What are you doing? Is this called beating? Haven't you eaten yet? Use your strength! If you don't hurt me, I will hurt you!"

"Fuck! I can't take it anymore! There is such a request! Kill him!"

"Look at my Nan Dou Bai Crack Fist!"

"Look at my Big Dipper Water Bird Fist!"

"Are you two saying the opposite? Don't worry about it, just watch my Spike Fang Fengfeng Fist!"

"Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms!"

"Being attacked, minimum damage +25."

"Being attacked, minimum damage +37."

"Being attacked, minimum damage +51."

"Subject to..."

Seeing the wildly rising Xiaoshou value, Fan Jian was overjoyed.

The highest level of cultivation among these outer sect gods is only the second grade of Foundation Establishment, and the damage reduction of the muscle golden wheel is fully activated, with 100% damage reduction, who can beat him?

The audience in the inner gate were stunned when they saw this scene.

"Who is that person? What kind of outrageous things did you do? 98 people hammered one? Isn't it a small pancake?"

"It's too cruel! This year's outer sect is too cruel!"

"If you fight like this, no one will die, right?"

Ye Qingqing looked worriedly at Fan Jian who was squeezed into a ball of explosive hammers, his expression turned pale.

Yun Tianye and Lou Changkong looked at each other, and said in a deep voice, "Junior Brother Lou, what do you think?"

"Brother Fan won't do such meaningless things! I guess he is practicing a kind of exercise!" Lou Changkong pondered.

Yun Tianye nodded and said.

"That's right, it's exactly what I thought! It seems that we are going to include him in the list of powerful enemies ahead of time!"