Fantasy: All my skills are passive

"Even if you can detoxify me in the end, the ugly behavior during the detoxification process will surely be a feast for the eyes of the audience!!"

The more Wenlin talked, the more obscene he became.

Hearing this, all the male viewers present raised their middle fingers to the plague department in their hearts!

"Despicable, shameless, and obscene!" Fan Jian was so angry that he almost jumped up when he heard this!

"Master Chidan, this Plague Department doesn't even care about winning or losing. It sends such a weakling to disgust people. It's clear that it wants to make our Medicine Department look bad!"

Fan Jian didn't care anymore and started to curse.

"Let me replace Senior Sister Yao Yiyi quickly. We can't let the Plague Department succeed, Master Chidan!" Fan Jian was already a little anxious.

But the Red Pill Spirit God Lord gritted his teeth and refused to let go.

"Have your plague department fallen to this level? You actually used such despicable methods!!!" Yao Yiyi's performance was considered calm, because since Yao Cang's death, it has been difficult for anything to arouse her inner feelings. Fluctuated.

"Just use whatever means you have, I, Yao Yiyi, have never been afraid!" Yao Yiyi said and stepped forward.

"You are so brave! Let's see if you can still be so tough in a while!" Wenlin said with a sinister expression and a smile.

"Wait!" Suddenly, a thunderous roar spread throughout the venue, attracting everyone's attention.

Fan Jian was seen breathing heavily and raising his right hand high.

"Apprentice, are you crazy?" Red Pill Spirit Lord looked at Fan Jian and whispered.

"I'm not crazy, I just can't watch something like this happen and leave me alone. I can't do it!" Fan Jian said as he walked onto the stage.

"The Pharmacy Department is applying for a replacement. I, Fan Jian, a boy from the medicine field in the Pharmacy Department, and a candidate for the Medicine Fighting Competition, apply to replace Western pharmacists and medicines to participate in the last round of the Medicine Fighting Conference one by one!"

Fan Jian said in a neither humble nor condescending voice, so loud that it could be heard by the entire venue.

"Junior brother, now is not the time to fool around. Go back quickly. I can handle it myself!" Yao Yi pulled Fan Jian's sleeves and whispered.

Fan Jian stared at the judges' table intently, ignoring the medicine one by one.

"Red Pill Spirit God Lord, do you approve this application?" the rich male voice asked.

The Red Pill Spirit God Lord couldn't tell what kind of expression he had. He pondered for a moment and nodded slightly.

But I was secretly thinking: "Silly apprentice, I am protecting you as a master. Don't I know that your poison immunity is already a stable ability?"

"But when you first came to the Lingxiao Realm, you should keep a low profile. Qingting was already very curious about you, and now you are constantly showing off your strength in front of the Qing Emperor. How could Qingting let you go and ignore you?"

"The Department of Pharmacy has confirmed that Fan Jian, a boy from the medicine field, will replace Yao Yiyi, a Western pharmacist, for the third round of the deciding game. Non-participants are asked to leave!"

Yao Yi looked at Fan Jian noncommittally, and then at the Red Pill Spirit God Lord. He didn't know what to do for a moment.

"Yiyi, come back!" The voice of the Red Pill Spirit Lord sounded much older.

After receiving the confirmation, Yao Yi watched Fan Jian step back and leave the stage.

"You dirty villain, let me come and have fun with you!" Fan Jian straightened his back and glared at Wenlin.

"Where did you come from, a wild boy? I'm competing with Junior Sister Yao Yiyi, why did you come out to interfere?" Wenlin said angrily when he saw Yao Yi come off the field and everything he planned was ruined.

Wenlin had been preparing for a long time to deal with Yao Yiyi in this medicine fighting competition. Because the position of Yao Cangsheng's Dongfang Medicine Envoy was missing, he was sure that no one from the medicine department would take Yao Yiyi's place in the competition.

But I didn't expect that a boy like Fan Jian would appear!

"I've never heard of such a young boy in the Lingxiao world? Are you from the Medicine Department? Just come and cause trouble!" Wenlin continued to roar loudly.

"I'm your father!" Fan Jian didn't like this shameless and dirty person at all.

"You are looking for death!" Wenlin was provoked and rushed forward, ready to teach Fan Jian a lesson.

"Wenlin, don't be impulsive!" came the voice of Lord Wendu Lu Yue, instantly stopping Wenlin.

"This kid is the kid from the mortal world who was caught some time ago. Just play normally and don't fall for his provocation!"

Wen Lin nodded in sudden realization, turned to look at Fan Jian and said: "It turns out that it was that unruly boy from the mortal world who caused the third level of the gods to come. Today he falls into my hands. I will let you, Grandpa Lin, teach you a lesson! "

"Although Junior Sister Yao Yiyi has come to an end, the poison pill I carefully prepared is not something that ordinary people can bear, especially you who are so weak in the mortal world!"

"No matter who it is, as long as they can make the Medicine Department look bad, my mission will be accomplished, hahaha!" Wenlin looked at Fan Jian and said with a smile.

"That's so long-winded. Are you going to compete? There's so much nonsense, isn't it okay?" Fan Jian picked his ears with his fingers and said impatiently.

"If you are so anxious to die, then I will help you now!" As he said that, Wenlin condensed poison pills in his hands and blasted them directly into Fan Jian's body without saying a word.

Fan Jian pretended to be surprised, and then cooperated with Wenlin to perform, pretending to be in pain and holding his stomach.

Wenlin blinked in confusion. He remembered the poison pill he made. The symptoms were not like this...

"No, I can't act anymore!" Fan Jian was embarrassed by his acting. Yao Yiyi and Chidan Lingshenjun had already seen that Fan Jian was acting and couldn't help laughing.

"Uh... your poison pill is not very toxic, it doesn't taste good... compared to the plague poison..." Fan Jian wanted to say that it was far worse than the plague poison Taoist, but then he thought it was wrong and shut up!

"It was a close call, I almost let it slip!"

"You... are you okay?" Wen Lin said with his eyes wide open.

Fan Jian looked at himself and said with a smile: "I should be fine, I'm alive and kicking, I can eat and drink!"

"Impossible, impossible, mental poison, even if you have a high resistance to poison, it is impossible that you have no reaction at all, not to mention that you have no medicine! This... this is impossible!"

Wen Lin looked at his hands, then at Fan Jian, and said in disbelief.

"Boy, what kind of magic did you use?"

At this time, Lord Lu Yue also felt something was wrong. He was very familiar with Wen Lin's mental toxins, so Fan Jian's lack of any symptoms of poisoning was too abnormal.

Lord Lu Yue stood up suddenly, looked at Fan Jian and said, "Boy, how did you do it?"

"You want to know the truth so much? Then I will reveal the truth!"