Fantasy: All my skills are passive

Afternoon.

Everyone can't wait to come to the training ground.

The final battle is about to begin.

Will Yun Tianye live up to everyone's expectations and remain the strongest!

Or will the dark horse Fan Jian turn the tide and make a big splash!

Everyone is a little impatient.

In the audience, many people have already discovered that the seat is covered with a thick layer of dust for some reason.

The dust is so fine that it is like being filtered by an extremely fine filter. A little movement will turn it into light smoke flying in the sun, like fog.

Everyone patted the dust on the seat and cursed in their hearts.

"Who is destroying it? There is dirt everywhere?"

Ye Qingqing and Xia Ruhua cleaned up the seats and sat quietly waiting for the game to start.

At this time, Xia Ruhua was obviously thinner.

It was only one day.

"Yun Tianye is here!"

I don't know who shouted, and saw Yun Tianye and Elder Dugu, jumping over and landing on the ring.

The other elders also jumped over.

"Where's Fan Jian?"

Everyone looked around in confusion.

Just then, a cloud of dust exploded above the training ground, and Fan Jian leaped from the dust into the air, turned 720 degrees in the air, rolled backwards three and a half weeks, completed a 5.0 difficulty coefficient move and landed on the ground, almost spraining his ankle.

"Puff! This appearance is so explosive!"

"Speechless, why is he so fond of making trouble?"

"Could he have made the dirt on the stands?"

"What do you mean by no? It's him! What a jerk!"

"Being insulted, the little submissive value is +4186."

Fan Jian shook his eyebrows!

My swordsmanship is mean! Whatever you say!

Then Elder Dugu wiped the sweat off his head and said.

"Okay, now that everyone is here, I'll talk about it! This is the final, but since Fan Jian had a bye in the last game, if Yun Tianye wins, Fan Jian will have to play at least one more game, against Yu Huaqing, to decide the top three."

"Now, both sides are in place!"

"Game! Start!"

As soon as the words fell, Yun Tianye swung his long sword, and the sword energy kicked up dust and rushed over.

Fan Jian remained calm when he saw this, raised his finger and pointed at the sword energy.

The muscle golden wheel was activated, a burst of glass light flashed, and Fan Jian was unharmed.

The muscle golden wheel is to reduce damage, and it is 100% to reduce damage to any non-conscious psychological attack.

Yun Tianye sighed when he saw this.

Sure enough, he couldn't hurt him at all with just the sword energy.

He immediately swung the long sword, jumped up, and drew out the long sword to chop Fan Jian.

Another burst of glass light flashed, and Fan Jian was still unharmed.

This time, everyone couldn't sit still.

Everyone was very smart after watching the sword fight in the morning, and they thought the fight between the two must be very fierce.

But this...

It didn't break the defense?

Even Elder Dugu stood up in astonishment.

Duanjiang is his sword.

To say that it is sharp enough to cut gold and jade, and to cut iron like mud is to underestimate it. It was still unscathed when it was cut on Fan Jian?

Even if Fan Jian is made of iron, he should have been cut into a gap, right?

Yun Tianye made more than ten swords in a row, but it had no effect on Fan Jian. Even the light on his body became stronger and stronger, until the counter-shock momentum broke out, and Yun Tianye was immediately blown away.

What's the point of fighting?

Yun Tianye got up with a sad face and looked at Fan Jian and said.

"Brother Fan, I know your bodybuilding skills are powerful, but you shouldn't humiliate me like this! If you don't make a move, I won't accept it even if I lose!"

Fan Jian sighed and said.

"It's not that I don't want to attack, but I'm too strong. I'm afraid that if I attack, I will hurt you!"

Everyone was shocked.

"This is too pretentious!"

"Why is he so mean!"

"The road to becoming strong is to be mean all the way!"

Yun Tianye was obviously angry at Fan Jian's words.

How could a swordsman, a tyrant's weapon, be insulted like this?

He shouted angrily: "I don't believe I can't hurt you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his sword again, using the same move as in the morning, and everyone exclaimed.

"A sword of awakening!"

Yun Tianye's momentum became stronger and stronger, and the dust around him suddenly swirled up.

Fan Jian looked at the whirlwind and smiled and shook his head.

The true qi urged the clouds in the clouds, and suddenly a thunder flashed.

Yun Tianye leaped forward and rushed out with an unparalleled force.

The thunder flashed, and Fu Zhe woke up.

The sword flashed like a cold light, and the dust was raised again.

The dust was flying, blocking everyone's sight again.

Everyone looked at the rolling sword energy and the diffuse smoke and dust, and finally put their minds at ease. After all, it was still a battle at the level of distraction, so it was not so boring.

When the dust settled, five thousand disciples exclaimed at the same time.

"Impossible!"

On the ring, Yun Tianye held the Broken River Knife and chopped it head-on at Fan Jian.

And Fan Jian was blocking the knife with one finger.

Just one finger!

The ten elders were so shocked that they couldn't speak.

If they hadn't seen this scene with their own eyes, even if someone described it to them, they would probably not believe it.

Unless Fan Jian's body was as hard as a ground-level weapon, there was nothing that couldn't be cut by this move.

Yun Tianye's face was pale, he put away the knife dejectedly, and said with a long sigh.

"My junior brother Lou and I are still fighting for a showdown with you, but I didn't expect that you have already surpassed our level! It's better not to fight this battle. I have lost all my domineering spirit in my heart!"

This is hard for anyone to accept!

After practicing sword for several years, I thought I had swept my fellow disciples, but failed to penetrate the opponent's armor?

Seeing this, Fan Jian smiled and said, "Do you want to know how far I have come?"

Yun Tianye's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he bowed his hands and said.

"Please teach me, senior brother Fan!"

Fan Jian smiled and stretched out his hand to hold him behind him, and said as he drew out his sword.

"My sword is your sword!"

As soon as the voice fell, a sword energy suddenly appeared in the sword ball.

Sensing the growth of sword energy, Fan Jian gently raised his hand.

The ultimate move of the Qiantian sword.

The sky is endless!

The frenzied sword energy surged out like a flood, running like a river or sea, as dense as a rainstorm. Wherever the sword energy went, cold light flashed, and the light condensed and stagnated, as if at this moment, even the light was locked in the domineering sword net.

The sword energy raged for nearly ten breaths before slowly dormant.

Yun Tianye swallowed his saliva and saw that the entire training ground in front of him was flattened by two inches by the sword energy.

Dust rose and fell in the sky, like smoke.

The manic sword energy actually cut the dust into fine flying ash.

"Is this... what the distraction realm can do?"

Yun Tianye said in astonishment.

"The bigger your heart is, the bigger the stage is, the bigger the stage is, the bigger the dream is, the bigger the dream is, the bigger the power is!"

"Whether you can do it depends on your heart!"

Fan Jian made an unfathomable expression and pointed at Yun Tianye's heart.

Yun Tianye's mind moved, and he actually sat cross-legged on the ground. Then a momentum emerged from his body, and he actually broke through!

Here it comes! A famous scene of pretending to be awesome!

A word awakened the dreamer!

He was so scared that he broke through and ascended on the spot!