I am level zero and start my journey to another world from Dragon Girl Village

Jian Yixin also experienced the feeling of cutting meat with a blunt knife and boiling a frog in warm water.

He knew that he had already lost.

There were thousands of wounds on his body, and even if only a drop of blood flowed, his entire body would be soaked in crimson.

The Twelve Swords of Zhu Xian watched their master being slowly tortured, and returned to Jian Yixin without any instructions, forming the Zhu Xian Sword Formation to protect Jian Yixin inside the formation.

The killing formation now turned into a protective formation.

Jian Yixin looked particularly embarrassed at this moment. His hair crown had fallen off and his hair was disheveled, completely lacking the youthful spirit he had before.

"Go away! I don't need your protection! Go away!"

Jian Yixin shouted, but the twelve swords were unmoved and focused on protecting their master.

There were no more wounds on Jian Yixin's body, but this did not mean that the Zhu Xian Sword Formation had isolated Wright from the outside.

It's just that Wright stopped attacking.

Wright gradually revealed his figure in the Zhuxian Sword Formation.

At this moment, the twelve swords ended the formation and guarded Jian Yixin.

"Young man, did you see that?"

Jian Yixin looked at Wright and smiled a little crazily.

"Haha, what did you see? Did you see me covered in blood and in a mess? Or did you see you looking down at me and lecturing me?"

Upon hearing this, Wright slapped Jian Yixin hard, piercing through the sword and knocking him to the ground.

Jian Yixin looked at Wright in a daze.

Pointing at Jian Yixin angrily, "Jian Yixin! Do you have a heart or not?"

Chapter 337: Jian Wujiu vs. Xika

"Look around you, look at what the worthless scraps of metal are doing in your eyes, mouth, and heart."

"In other people's hands, they can kill immortals, but in your hands, even a swordsman like me who just started practicing swordsmanship can't beat them."

"Is it their problem or yours?"

Jian Yixin's heart began to waver.

Wright continued, "Even without your orders, even against your orders, they are protecting you, their useless master. Ask yourself, are you worthy of it?"

"Do you deserve it?!"

The words "Are you worthy of it?" echoed in Jian Yixin's mind.

Because Wright exerted too much force, his already severely overdrawn body spurted out a mouthful of thick blood.

The bright moon turned into a human and supported Wright.

"Master, there is no need to be angry with such a person. Such a person who has the jade but does not know it will understand everything only when the jade is stolen."

Light looked at the silent Ken Isshin quietly.

"It doesn't matter who wins or loses this game. If you want to win, I can give it to you. My intention is not to tell you some universal truths in the manner of a winner. People have feelings, and you should be able to feel their feelings for you. Be nice to them, and don't wait until you really lose them before you regret it."

Mingyue helped Wright leave with difficulty.

This battle was extremely exhausting for Wright, and the reason he showed up was because he was about to collapse.

The dejected Jian Yixin looked at the swords around him, recalling everything he had done before, recalling the scene where the Twelve Swords of Zhu Xian fought desperately to protect each other, and silently shed a tear.

"Sorry, I was wrong."

Then he raised his right hand and spoke slowly.

"I lost."

We lost this game, and it was the first one, which should have been a big blow to morale.

But Jian Lingkong was so happy that he couldn't stop smiling.

The result in this game is far less important than the process.

From now on, the position of the Sword Sect's leader will be guaranteed to have a successor.

Jian Lingkong glanced at Jian Wujiu.

"You kid, I can pretend I didn't see you letting me win in the next game, but I must win."

Jian Wujiu smiled awkwardly.

"how could be."

"If you lose, return to the mountain gate immediately and you are not allowed to leave the mountain for ten years."

Jian Wujiu's scalp tingled when he heard this. "Big Brother, why are you doing this?"

"I haven't finished speaking yet. If you win, I will give you my immortal boat."

Jian Wujiu was moved.

If it were in the past, he might have shrugged it off, but it's different now.

With Jian Lingkong's private fairy boat, he can travel back and forth between the two sides. Not to mention that he can see Xika anytime and anywhere, but it is much more convenient. The two can even travel together.

This picture is so beautiful.

"Brother, are you serious?"

"What do you think."

"Hey, it's settled."

Jian Wujiu flew on his sword directly in the audience seats.

Jian Lingkong looked at Jian Wujiu's figure and smiled slightly.

He found the instruction manual for his extremely talented but lazy junior fellow apprentice.

The first game ended and the second game started soon.

This time the battlefield is the forest.

Xika and Jian Wujiu faced each other.

"Miss Xika, you have to be gentle in this game."

Sica smiled.

"You are such a weird person. You are so capable yet you are asking for mercy."

Jian Wujiu scratched his head.

"Well, Miss Xika, if I win, you won't blame me, right?"

Xika was very confused.

"Why would I blame you? On the contrary, I would blame you if you deliberately let me win."

Jian Wujiu breathed a sigh of relief. "Miss Xika is indeed considerate."

Xica blushed.

"Hey, this is a competition venue. Don't say such weird things in front of so many people."

Xica calmed down.

"You have to be careful, my claws are very sharp."

"Well, thanks for reminding me."

Xika stood there, scratching his face with the tip of his claws, looking away.

"Just call me Xika from now on. It feels weird to add the word 'girl' to it."

"As ordered."

As he spoke, Jian Wujiu drew the sword from his waist and rushed towards Xika.

Jian Wujiu's sword-swinging speed is even faster than Jian Wuxin's before.

But what is even more terrifying is Xika's reaction speed. It is hard to imagine that a simple reaction can be so fast that it leaves an afterimage.

The battlefield was chosen in the forest, which gave Sika a natural advantage.

In addition to her terrifying eyesight and unparalleled reaction, Sika also has a killer move, which is her tail.

Her tail is stronger than her entire body.

While Xika was dodging, his tail hit Jian Wujiu's body.

Jian Wujiu flew out all of a sudden and broke four or five trees before he stopped.

Jian Wujiu stood up in embarrassment.

He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

He swung the sword in a flower pattern, put his two fingers together and slid from the hilt to the tip of the sword, muttering something silently.

"Heaven and Man's Art, first move, Wind and Rain Flowing Years."

When this sword was wielded, half of the forest on the battlefield was cut down, leaving only the roots.

Xika jumped five or six meters to avoid the attack.

Looking at this scene, I couldn't help but gasp.

"Heavenly Man Technique, second move."

"Thunder."

Jian Wujiu turned into a silver lightning.

Both the man and the sword were shot out.

At this moment, Jian Wujiu's speed was so fast that even the sword in the air could not be seen clearly.

Vladis was in front of the crystal screen in the infirmary, feeding Light fruit and watching the situation on the field.

“This person is so fast.”

Patient Wright was also looking at the screen.

It’s rare for Vladis to praise someone, so she can only say that Jian Wujiu is really something.

But there is something even more special about Xika.

Others can't see it clearly, but she can see it clearly.

Such a rapid attack did not hurt Sika at all.

After the second move, both of them were panting.

But it was obvious that Jian Wujiu consumed much more physical strength and energy than Xika.

Xika also knew that this was his last chance.

Then Sika got on all fours and ran into the jungle, disappearing from everyone's sight.

Jian Wujiu looked around vigilantly.

His five senses were also exceptionally sharp, and Sika moved in the forest in an incredible manner.

Suddenly he felt something attacking him from his left side.

He felt it at the first moment, but his first moment was still a step full in Xika's eyes.

A horrible blood mark appeared on Jian Wujiu's left hand.

Jian Wujiu gritted his teeth and his breathing became heavier.

His left hand was numb, and the sword in his left hand was stained with his blood.

Jian Wujiu took the sword in his right hand.

The flow of blood made Jian Wujiu's adrenaline surge, and his fighting spirit reached its peak.

"Heaven and Man's Art, ninth move, Ten Thousand Swords Bury the Immortals."