Fantasy: All my skills are passive

"I really don't know where did you get your confidence from? Are you so confident that you think you can challenge the Qingting Immortal?"

Thunder God suddenly stood up from his seat, his burly body a head taller than Fan Jian.

"Is it because of your strange skills? Physical fitness? Or is it because of your abnormal cultivation speed?"

"Finally asked!" Fan Jian also stood up at the same time, already starting to be cautious in his heart.

"I rely on my own efforts! And..." At this point, Fan Jian deliberately let it slip.

"What else?" God of Thunder asked.

"And I am a genius myself, a miracle. This is something I was born with. No one can do anything about it... Hahaha!" Fan Jian played with the God of Thunder and laughed to himself.

"You..." Just when Thunder God thought Fan Jian was going to reveal something big, he didn't expect to hear this.

However, God of Thunder was not angry either. He looked at Fan Jian and continued:

"Your name is Fan Jian, right? Then I'll just call you by your name!"

"Fan Jian, I like your fearless character very much. This is why I am willing to talk to you so much. But just because I am willing to do this does not mean that other great gods will do this to you!"

Thunder God said earnestly.

"Even if you cultivate to the extreme, the strength of your divine cultivators cannot be compared with the gods native to this world. So I advise you, if your arms cannot twist your thighs, give up your resistance!"

"Only in this way can you, the thirty-third level divine cultivator, have a real way to survive. Otherwise, the end will be tragic!"

"I have lived for so many years and have seen many such things, so I am here to advise you.

If your strength has really grown to a certain level and you have the conditions to talk on equal terms, then you can consider other issues at that time! "

Fan Jian pondered for a while, and he could tell that Thunder God's words came from his heart.

No matter what the purpose is, it is really from my own perspective and thinking about Fan Jian!

"Lei Gong, I heard what you said. Thank you for your kindness!"

"However, I have always believed in one sentence, my destiny is up to me and not God! The future of our spiritual cultivation world is determined by ourselves. We don't need to rely on anyone. We have to create the world we want."

"Rather than a world controlled and suppressed by others!"

"No matter how difficult it is, no matter how difficult the road ahead is, I believe I have the ability to go on, and I will definitely see the results I want!"

Fan Jian looked at God of Thunder and said extremely firmly.

"Sigh... I really don't know what to say about you. Are you stupid, or are you brave?"

After hearing Fan Jian's sonorous and powerful answer, God of Thunder shook his head helplessly.

"It's trust!" Fan Jian said calmly.

"Well, since you are so persistent, let me be the first hurdle on your road ahead, and wake you up by the way, so that you can see the power gap between humans and gods!"

"Let me see where your confidence comes from? Where does Qing Ting's curiosity and respect for you come from?"

God of Thunder stared at Fan Jian as he spoke.

"But this is the Lingxiao Realm. If I fight you with the body of a god, it would be a bit too much to bully you. So, let me use a clone of my soul to fight you!"

As he spoke, God of Thunder waved his hand, and a divine clone that looked exactly like him appeared next to him.

"Don't underestimate this soul clone. To show my respect for you, this soul clone has 30% of my strength. If you can beat it, then I will recognize your strength!"

"By the way, you can use weapons as you like, but I won't bully you. I'll use my fists!"

"Tch—" Fan Jian was not polite at the moment and drew out the Jingji sword to prepare for a fight.

"Hey, I thought you would be polite to me, but I didn't expect that you don't treat yourself as an outsider... This shameless energy has a future!"

God of Thunder said in surprise when he saw Fan Jian taking out his weapon.

"What's the point of being polite? Only the final victory is real. Let's see what you do, Thunder Lord!"

While saying this, Fan Jian sacrificed his zhenqi to wrap Jingji, and slashed at the clone of God of Thunder with his sword!

"Well done!" God of Thunder's clone dodged and ran towards the back of the inner courtyard, dodging Fan Jian's slashing attack!

"Yeah? Why did you run away before you even started fighting?" Fan Jian was confused by God of Thunder's actions. Could it be that this God of Thunder was a paper tiger and that all he said just now was just to scare me?

"Who ran away? This is not your home. You don't feel sorry for me, but I do. This is the Lei Yu Mansion that I spent a lot of money and effort to build. Let's go to the martial arts training ground behind to fight!"

As the God of Thunder spoke, his body also walked towards the back.

Fan Jian glanced at the black line on the door of his head and said, "The richer people are, the stingier they are. I'm really speechless!"

Fan Jian followed him, but he didn't know that as soon as he arrived at the martial arts training ground, the God of Thunder's clone punched him. Fan Jian was caught off guard and did not react. He was punched right in the face!

"I...you don't follow martial ethics, you carry out a sneak attack, don't you, an old man, not be able to afford it?" Fan Jian rubbed his red nose and cursed loudly.

"Boy, let me teach you the first move. This is called a soldier who never tires of deceit!" God of Thunder said with a big smile.

"Shameless!" Fan Jian raised Jingji and stabbed towards the God of Thunder clone.

Thunder God directly used the body-protecting Gangqi, and forcefully received Fan Jian's Jingji sword. As soon as the tip of the sword touched the strong body of Thunder God's clone, a large electric current was instantly generated.

The violent force of thunder and lightning made Fan Jian so anxious that he almost lost his grip on the Jingji Sword and flew out of his hand!

"Boy Fan Jian, show some real skills. This won't work. Even though my soul clone is only 30% of my strength, it's not something you can get past by just touching it!"

Seeing that Fan Jian was not using all his strength, God of Thunder reminded him loudly.

"Well, if that's the case, then I can't hide my secret anymore. Old man, you have to be careful!"

Fan Jian shouted loudly, and his energy flowed through his thunder veins and poured into the Jingji sword.

"Since you are the God of Thunder, I will also use the Thunder Vein Sword Qi to fight with you to see whose thunder is stronger among us, and what is the difference?"

A stream of cyan thunder and lightning traveled along the sword's body and stabbed towards the heart of the God of Thunder's clone again.

"This looks pretty cool!" God of Thunder said with a smile.

I saw a mellower dark blue electric light flash under the clone's feet, and disappeared from the place at an extremely fast speed.

"Huh? Where are the people? It can't be so fast, right? Can't even see clearly with my current mind and eyesight?"

Fan Jian stabbed the air with his sword and lost the clone of God of Thunder. He was shocked in his heart.

"Boy, this is how thunder is used!" Along with the voice, the clone of God of Thunder suddenly appeared behind Fan Jian.