I Am Loaded with Passive Skills

"Being watched, passive value, +3."

Xu Xiaoshou stretched his waist, and was suddenly frightened by the three staring eyes not far away.

Without waiting to look back, many young people standing under the high platform also looked sideways.

"Being watched, passive value, +686."

"Being watched, passive value, +433."

It can be said that the only one who has shown the realm of the sword sect so far is Xu Xiaoshou who showed his might in the last battle.

As for the competition between Spiritual Dao and Sword Dao, there is no rule that only one of them can be participated.

So, the focus of everyone's attention naturally fell on Xu Xiaoshou.

This big devil...

Is he going, or not?

If you want to go up, then, how many blows can these minions of yourself withstand?

According to the attack strength of the previous style, everything is a sword, it will still change the angle, the kind that even the referee may not be able to stop...

There are probably only a handful of people who can block it!

So, should I admit defeat directly, or let this guy continue to stand on the high platform for half a stick of incense?

But half a stick of incense...

That's five places in the White Grottoes!

After thinking about this, everyone hated and almost tore Xu Xiaoshou apart with their eyes.

This is too abominable, how can someone be so omnipotent that even if the City Lord's Mansion has formulated a rule for him alone, it seems that they can't stop this guy from advancing?

"Cursed, passive value, +499."

"Be in awe, passive value, +676."

"Disgusted, passive value, +1420."

"..."

The information bar suddenly swiped up quickly, and the value increased faster each time.

Xu Xiaoshou was a little taken aback, and then saw the disgusting eyes of these guys, and burst out laughing.

This passive system is sometimes like this.

As long as his previous prestige is reached, even if he just stretches his waist at this moment, he can crazily tap a large part of his passive value.

After stretching, he looked at everyone's hesitant and waiting eyes, and paused.

Then he started to twist his ass.

"Cursed, passive value, +1121."

"Being defamed, passive value, +686."

"Xu Xiaoshou, they are all waiting for you." Mu Zixi couldn't stand this kind of gaze anymore.

Even if she got only a small part of the splash damage from the side, she still couldn't resist.

I really don't know how thick-skinned this Xu Xiaoshou is, to be able to perform the movement of twisting his buttocks and stretching his muscles under the noses of everyone.

Anyway, Mu Zixi couldn't stand it anymore, so she also urged her.

"No hurries?"

Xu Xiaoshou frowned, "Heroes always appear last, how can I appear so quickly?"

Mu Zixi said speechlessly: "But if you don't play, they may be worried..."

"This is their business, what does it have to do with me?"

"As a spiritual master, as a sword cultivator, if even I, Xu Xiaoshou, are afraid to this extent, then they will be like this for the rest of their lives."

Xu Xiaoshou spread his hands.

This statement caused a lot of damage.

"Being resented, passive value, +323."

Almost at the same time, dozens of clanging and sword cries resounded throughout the scene.

Some sword repairers couldn't bear it at all, and drew their swords out on the spot.

Their sword cultivators, unlike spiritual masters, have the belief that they would rather give up than give up, and not be afraid of difficulties. How could they stand this kind of ridicule?

And when they saw Xu Xiaoshou's eyes that became excited because they heard the sword being unsheathed, these sword cultivators who drew their swords all shook their swords along with the momentum of the sword, and then put their swords back into their sheaths.

"Sitting for a long time, this sword also needs to come out to breathe."

"That's right. My sword also needs to breathe. If I keep hiding it, I'm afraid it will rust."

"Yes, yes, if you don't come out and hang around, I'm afraid you will be unfamiliar with killing people later!"

Xu Xiaoshou: "..."

Are these guys serious?

Where did the aura of drawing the sword just now go?

Why did I shrink back all of them with just one word?

Xu Xiaoshou froze on the spot, and at the same time the field came to a stillness.

There was an embarrassing smell in the air, not a trace, on the contrary, it was very strong.

Fu Xing's face turned dark.

This Xu Xiaoshou is really poisonous!

Why do such strange things always appear wherever he appears?

Obviously, this kind of thing would never happen in previous years. Just standing up and stretching will shock everyone so that they dare not go on stage?

This……

He sighed, and suddenly said: "Xu Xiaoshou."

"Um?"

Xu Xiaoshou looked back, not knowing what new instructions his nephew had.

"You come on stage for me, go up first, and let others challenge you." Fu Xing waved his hands helplessly.

"why?"

Xu Xiao got angry.

There's a reason he's not on stage.

From the very beginning, the burning eyes of the Three Musketeers told him that nothing good would happen after he took the stage.

Others don't know, but he knows it very well.

That guy without a sword has a master's sword intent.

His two senior brothers, each with a famous sword, how could their strength be so bad?

If I go up now, I will definitely be attacked and killed by the wheel and the wheel!

Since the rules have limited that I can only get five places, why do I have to do such a thankless thing.

Wouldn't it be nice to wait until all the three musketeers got their places and were restricted from playing?

Zhang Taiying is still waiting for her to spare the strength to beat him, don't waste it!

With a bang, Xu Xiaoshou sat down.

"I don't think so."

But Fu Xing stared: "I, Fu Xing, think it's ok, you hurry up to me, otherwise everyone will be waiting!"

"I said, this is their business, the weak will wait, and the strong have already stepped forward!"

Xu Xiaoshou didn't panic at all.

Fu Xing was trembling with anger, this kid really didn't give any face, and he didn't cooperate at all!

However, fortunately, he was prepared.

He chuckled softly, and said slowly: "Now I can't tolerate you anymore, take a look at the rule sheet in your hand, the last item has already been set for you."

Xu Xiaoshou was taken aback, copied the rule sheet on the table, and glanced over it.

"This rule sheet is customized by the City Lord's Mansion, and all interpretation rights belong to the Fuxing Bank. Whatever the Fuxing Bank says, it is what it is. If you don't agree, the White Grotto quota will be withdrawn!"

Xu Xiaoshou was immediately annoyed.

"Okay, pay!"

He almost took out a pair of slippers from the ring and patted them.

After forcibly enduring the impulse, Xu Xiaoshou shook his hand, and the paper suddenly flapped.

In the next second, it was reduced to ashes.

"Oh, I'm so sorry, I actually forgot that I am a spirit refiner with fire attribute."

"I've been on fire recently, and I can't control the killing intent in my heart."

Pay line: "..."

"Cursed, passive value, +1."

Everyone on the sidelines was frightened. The single-player rule sheet was forcibly announced by Fu Xing when Xu Xiaoshou went to pee.

Therefore, everyone knows that there is this rule.

But now, Xu Xiaoshou was burned in front of Fu Xing?

"This guy, isn't he too rigid? Could it be that the murderous intent he's talking about refers to killing Fuxing?"

"Hehe, I really look forward to Fu Xing being able to have a big fight with Xu Xiaoshou in the final challenge. It will definitely be exciting."

"The almighty son of the City Lord's Mansion, against the newly promoted dark horse with no solutions..."

"Tsk tsk, disgusting! If it were me, I would definitely not dare to provoke the City Lord's Mansion like this."

"Admired, passive value, +865."

"Worried, passive value, +56."

"Admired, passive value, +2."

"..."

Fu Xing watched Xu Xiaoshou directly burn the rule sheet, and was only silent for a while, and when the complacency in the boy's eyes was about to overflow, he finally stretched his hand into his arms.

"Xu Xiaoshou, I knew..."

As he spoke, he took out a brand new rule sheet.

"This form is in duplicate, one for you and one for me, both of which have been declared effective."

"If you still want..."

flutter.

Xu Xiaoshou's eyes glared suddenly, and everyone felt that the air was burning instantly.

In the next second, the paper in Fu Xing's hand turned into ashes, and then there was not even a single bit of ashes left.

"?"

"Fuck, what kind of magic skill is this?"

"What just happened?"

So everyone was shocked.

It just passed away in a flash, but it filled the entire space with an anxious atmosphere, and everyone could feel the dominance in it.

And this kind of domineering flame can be transmitted directly to the human body through the eyes?

Everyone thought of Xu Xiaoshou's "five-fingerprint technique"...

Dare to love this thing, it doesn't need to be close to the body, but it can directly set people on fire?

"My mother, how many cards does this Xu Xiaoshou have?"

"He just took a written test, how much water did he put in..."

It was obviously the eve of the sword competition, but everyone was surprised again by Xu Xiaoshou's spiritual practice.

Fu Xing was trembling with coldness, he suppressed the corners of his mouth, and suddenly sneered again.

"As expected..."

After all, he clapped his hands, and behind him was a guard carrying a box.

Once opened, the densely packed inside is still a rule list.

Xu Xiaoshou:? ? ?

He was really a little surprised. Was this payment a crime? As for such a target?

Fu Xing laughed, and then said that he was interrupted before: "If you still want to burn it, feel free, the City Lord's Mansion still has stock."

"Okay you pay, I will remember you!"

Xu Xiaoshou stretched out two fingers and tapped in the air, and a sword intent suddenly rose from it.

All of a sudden, the line of payment was empty.

"Brother Shou, brother, don't do this."

He immediately sent a voice transmission: "To save face, it will be very difficult for me if you don't play now. If everyone keeps procrastinating, then the dinner will probably take until tomorrow."

Xu Xiaoshou hummed, and let Liao go.

The eyeballs rolled and flew up.

He stood high in the sky again, overlooking everyone.

"Cursed, passive value, +565."

Xu Xiaoshou:? ? ?

I haven't spoken yet, why are you cursing me again?

Ignoring everyone, he continued: "I can be the first to play, anyway, you are all waiting."

"But taking part in the Dao of the Sword is nothing more than exchanging sword intent. What I said earlier was certainly stimulating, but there is a truth to what I said."

"The way of the sword, if no one dares to use the sword, what kind of way of the sword do you want?"

Now everyone is quiet.

What Xu Xiaoshou said made sense.

Even if it is a vigil, it is a big nod.

Swordsman, go forward bravely, don't hesitate!

"therefore……"

Seeing that everyone agreed with his point of view, Xu Xiaoshou said earnestly:

"In order to stimulate everyone to challenge bravely, I suggest that if you can't take me down after ten rounds of fighting, then give me ten spots in the White Grotto!"

"As the saying goes, weak water is three thousand, and only half of it is taken."

"I, Xu Xiaoshou, am not greedy. Everything is for Yingjie of Tiansang County, and everything is for the good of everyone."

Everyone:? ? ?

A moment ago, everyone present was still immersed in the insights brought by Xu Xiaoshou, and their hearts were very reasonable.

But when this guy's wolf ambition was revealed, everyone was shocked.

I am really stupid!

Obviously, even if his brain is flooded, it is impossible to think that Xu Xiaoshou will do everyone's best!

"What kind of weak water three thousand, only take half of it? Don't you just drink a scoop? I am a Buddha, this Xu Xiaoshou really dares to open his mouth!"

"Heaven did not give birth to me, Xu Xiaoshou, greedy way is like a long night forever."

"Cursed, passive value, +565."

"Rejected, passive value, +1323."

"Admired, passive value, +2."

"..."

Xu Xiaoshou looked at Fu Xing with a smile, this guy's face was almost dripping with ink.

"How?" he asked.

Everyone off the court was stunned, and some suddenly laughed.

"This Xu Xiaoshou is also crazy. Fu Xing called him Brother Shou. He is educated and has an attitude. This guy really takes himself seriously?"

"Even if Fu Xing was kicked in the head by a donkey, it is impossible for him to agree."

"That's right, Xu Xiaoshou, get out of the City Lord's Mansion!"

Someone took advantage of the chaos and shouted out the big guy's heartfelt voice in the crowd. He thought that under the chaos, it was impossible for Xu Xiaoshou to notice.

Unexpectedly, Xu Xiaoshou locked onto him with a single glance.

Under "perception", how could someone escape Xu Xiaoshou's sight?

With just a slight glance, the man collapsed to the ground with a bang.

"Tsk tsk."

Xu Xiaoshou shook his head and sighed, but he didn't criticize too much. He turned his head to look at Fu Xing, and when this guy was about to refuse, he stretched out two fingers and tapped in the void again.

"Think about it carefully."

Pay line: "..."

Xu Xiaoshou!

I think you are taking revenge on me!

Looking at this guy's sword finger, Fu Xing suddenly wanted to die.

"Well said, Yingjie of Tiansang County needs to stand up, sword cultivator, let alone be so weak!"

Fu Xing suddenly lifted his spirits, and said with emotion: Everyone, challenge Xu Xiaoshou, as long as he can win, he can also win ten places! "

The people present were shocked.

"This……"

"Fuck, Fu Xing's brain was really kicked by a donkey? How can you agree to this?"

"Ten places!"

"Who can do this Xu Xiaoshou?"

Even Vigil looked at Fu Xing in amazement, with a different focus from others.

What he cared about was that under the eyes of everyone expecting, especially when there were old people in the field, it was obvious that as a young man, it was impossible for Fu Xing to agree to such a condition!

But the result was just the opposite. Fu Xing actually challenged the rules?

"Good boy..."

"This guy is also a promising person!" Watching the night looked up a bit.

...

"Can't!"

Where there is oppression, there is resistance.

Originally, there were not many places in the White Grotto, and Kendo could only give twenty places.

If Xu Xiaoshou went directly to halfway, what else would he fight for in the future?

"Xu Xiaoshou, why do you get ten places? I don't agree."

Xu Xiaoshou immediately glanced over.

"Everyone is not convinced either!"

The man immediately added.

"Clothes?"

Xu Xiaoshou doesn't use force to overwhelm others, he always convinces others with reason.

"You seem to have misheard. What Fu Xing said is that whoever can beat Xu Xiaoshou will win ten places."

"I want to win him just like you, but I still need to win ten games in a row."

"This is a very fair game, why not accept it?"

He paused and continued:

"Furthermore, don't accept it, don't accept it!"

"If you don't accept it, won't I, Xu Xiaoshou, have achieved my goal of trying to encourage the rise of sword cultivators in Tiansang County?"

"Kendo requires this kind of unyielding spirit, don't you think so!"

In the last sentence, Xu Xiaoshou was not asking other people, but took out a black sword from his arms.

This is a peak-ninth-rank spirit sword, and it has a simple black scabbard.

As if he hadn't smelled the air outside the Yuan Mansion for a long time, when "Zang Ku" came out, he was excited and moaned.

A loud sword cry directly overwhelmed all the chatter present.

All the sword cultivators present were amazed.

"This is……"

"Ninth Grade Spiritual Sword?"

"However, the Ninth Rank Spiritual Sword has such a clear spirituality, it's simply better than..."

Many sword cultivators turned their eyes sideways at the same time, and landed on the Three Musketeers at the wine table not far away.

This kind of spirituality completely transcends the scope of ordinary spirit swords, and it is almost comparable to famous swords!

Swordless Gu Qingsan was also shocked.

He froze for a moment, his eyes showing frenzy.

"Good sword!"

"Xu Xiaoshou, your sword...is a good sword!"

"Eldest senior brother, second senior brother, this sword has the qualifications to become a famous sword!"

Looking back this time, Gu Qingsan's words are no longer the usual inquiries, but full of affirmation.

Gu Qing'er was also shocked by Xu Xiaoshou's sword.

Such a humble level has such spirituality.

One can imagine how much thought the guy in front of him put into raising his sword!

"I agree with my junior brother. This sword must be extraordinary. If you can use the method of Yunjian..."

"Um?"

"wrong!"

"In the outside world, how come there are still people who know how to raise swords?"

Anyone who is a sword repairer knows the legend of the famous sword.

Naturally, he also knows that many famous swords have also followed the legendary figures in the past, grown up step by step, and were finally cultivated.

But the method of raising a sword, apart from the day and night companionship understood by ordinary people, there is basically no shortcut from the outside world.

And if it was a regular companion from the past, it would certainly not be possible to raise such a spiritual sword at Xu Xiaoshou's age.

Gu Qingyi touched the ancient sword trembling in his arms.

He could feel the joy of seeing such a spiritual sword as the leader of famous swords, and he also felt the passion of trying to fight.

Gently shaking his head, Gu Qingyi denied the thoughts of the two juniors.

"Swords are good swords, but there are too many swords on the mainland that have the potential to become famous swords."

"There are only twenty-one famous swords."

Gu Qingyi did not continue to speak, but everyone heard his point of view.

Vigil was a little amazed.

These three guys are also the ones he focuses on.

But when the senior brother in charge said this, he seemed to have widened the gap with his two senior brothers.

"This kid has very high vision..."

The vigil's eyes fell on the gray and simple sword, and he could clearly feel the awe-inspiring evil spirit sealed inside that outsiders could not detect at all.

"Yue Lian Lonely Cold..."

He narrowed his eyes and landed behind the Nine Swordsmen again.

There are nine swords stuck in the sword wheel on his back, the one in the middle is as bright red as blood, and it is unknown.

"Stunning enchantress..."

Vigil tapped the table and thought for a moment.

"So, did the 'Buried Sword Tomb' come here?"

"This is too far away!"

"However, if it's 'there are four swords', it's really worth it..."

...

When a sword comes out, thousands of people are shocked, and the frost moves and the hall is cold.

Xu Xiaoshou has indeed not paid special attention to "Tibetan suffering" for a while.

However, due to the fact that he practiced the "Guide to the Sword" in his spare time recently, it seemed that this sword was really about to change.

It may be because of being too close. After everyone exclaimed at "Zang Ku", he realized that this guy was completely different.

"It's almost the eighth grade..."

"This "Guide to the Sword" is too terrifying. What is the origin of that sloppy uncle?"

"It's really possible to become a famous sword if you keep raising it like this!"

Xu Xiaoshou didn't think much, and this is not the time to think about it.

He took the sword to earn passive value.

"You don't agree?"

Xu Xiaoshou looked at the person who spoke earlier.

"I take it."

The man was scared, he was afraid that Xu Xiaoshou would come and drag him again and drag him to the high platform.

Xu Xiaoshou glared: "No, you are not convinced!"

The previous speaker is now too late for remorse.

He hated himself why he couldn't hide it, and wanted to be the first bird.

"Yes, I'm not convinced." His mournful voice made people feel pity.

Xu Xiaoshou nodded in satisfaction: "Everyone has also seen it. This is my sword. Its level is not high, just eighth grade."

Everyone twitched their mouths.

"Cursed, passive value, +1111."

"but!"

Xu Xiaoshou changed the subject: "My swordsmanship is too strong!"

"It's so strong that I can no longer control it, everyone, do you know what this concept is?"

Everyone watched Xu Xiaoshou soar into the air with his sword, wishing he could jump directly into the air and tear it down and pile it up on top of the arhat to crush him to death.

But no one dared to move, all they could do was listen to the person continue to beep.

"My sword can kill."

Xu Xiaoshou flicked his sleeve robe, and his face suddenly turned grim.

All of a sudden, the killing intent was revived in the arena, Xiao Feng wandered away, and suddenly it was autumn.

This chilling atmosphere didn't last long, and Xu Xiaoshou broke it casually.

"In order to prevent you from being killed, I can only try my best to restrain my sword. This is a very hard thing."

"You feel dissatisfied?"

Xu Xiaoshou looked at the paralyzed man again, suppressed his voice and said, "It's fine if you don't accept it."

"I don't agree either."

"I'm going to fight, and I want to prevent you from being killed by me. How hard am I holding back?"

"You say, if I win these ten rounds, is it worth getting ten places in the White Grotto?"

Xu Xiaoshou slapped his thigh with a "slap".

"It's worth it!"

Mu Zixi lowered her head in silence.

Fu Xing's lower lip trembled, and his neck stretched a little.

Even the vigil was completely shocked by Xu Xiaoshou's speech.

Everyone was dumbfounded.

Who knows that this guy is still entangled in the matter of the ten places after making such a big circle?

Among those present, who else would dare to resist?

Obviously, he had already let go of the quota matter, but Xu Xiaoshou made such a move, everyone looked at his painful expression in the air, and couldn't bear it anymore.

"This guy is too slack!"

"I can't hold back the prehistoric power in my body anymore, don't stop me tonight, let's go together, and make this guy collapse alive and die!"

"Ten rounds? So what if ten rounds are not enough, then twenty rounds!"

"Isn't it just twenty white cave places? I don't believe that Xu Xiaoshou can get all of them!"

"I challenge you!"