The contending platform is taken from "contending of a hundred schools of thought".

This is a kind of demonstration of Jixia College's philosophy of running a school, and it is also a general term for this kind of fighting method, and it does not specifically refer to which arena.

In fact, in every branch courtyard and branch pavilion, some martial arts platforms have been built, which can also be called contention platforms.

As an outsider, Lu Pingan could only use the table in the front yard square according to regulations.

Very few people go there at ordinary times, but this time when outsiders came to power, it aroused the curiosity of many students. Whether challenged or not, people want to come and see, dare to come to Jixia Academy to face the 30,000 students. , Who is it?

Therefore, Lu Ping'an hadn't even approached, and he could see from a distance that there was a large group of people nearby, all students in college costumes.

The deacon who was leading the way said, "It seems that they are still looking forward to it."

Lu Ping'an smiled bitterly, and said, "I will be curious too."

The deacon asked, "There are more than a hundred people there. If you can maintain a winning streak, more people may come over. How do you feel when you see this scene?"

Lu Ping'an said, "I'm not someone who has never seen a big scene. This bit of battle still doesn't scare me."

As he was talking, a man in his thirties walked over and asked, "Deacon Shen, is this the one who is going to be on the contending platform?"

"Yes, his name is Lu Pingan."

After speaking, the deacon introduced to Lu Ping’an: “This is Jiaoxi Wang who will serve as the referee later.”

Lu Pingan nodded to Jiaoxi Wang and said hello, then turned around and asked: "Deacon Shen, I still don't know your name, please let me know."

"Very common name, Shen Zhiye."

The so-called "deacon" does not have much authority in Jixia Academy. His status is only slightly higher than that of ordinary students. He is not even qualified to serve as a referee. Many people don't care about it. Therefore, he rarely speaks about himself. name.

Lu Pingan said: "How helpful you are to me, this name is no longer common with me."

Shen Zhiye was stunned and said, "Okay, just say this to you. I will watch you finish the fight today before leaving."

Lu Ping'an saw that there was no one he knew there. It would be better if there was someone who seemed trustworthy.

"Maybe, I hope I won't let you down."

Shen Zhiye has absolutely no idea about Lu Pingan’s strength. He only knows that he won the first place in the Wanqiu Grand Competition more than half a year ago, and things like the Cangwu National Amphitheater, the people at Jixia Academy It's just a small country with few people fighting and making trouble, not interested, only a few people know.

But despite this, Shen Zhiye still smiled and encouraged: "Come on, let those proud guys see your strength."

Teacher Wang said: "The time is almost there, are you ready?"

Lu Ping'an said: "Get ready, you will be on stage soon."

"Okay, then come on."

Afterwards, Wang Jiaoxi led the landing safely, walked forward, slowly stepped on the steps, and boarded the extremely spacious and strong contending platform.

Shen Zhiye stood at the front of the crowd and watched the battle.

Lu Pingan’s way of going on stage was very ordinary, but as soon as he got on the stage, he immediately attracted everyone's attention.

The eyes of more than a hundred people gathered on Lu Ping'an, looking up and down.

Lu Ping'an had a calm expression on his face, and he didn't care about anyone's eyes.

Wang Jiaoxi shouted loudly: "This monk, named Lu Pingan, is the person who has boarded the contending platform this time. Anyone who wants to challenge can directly compete on the stage, but they must follow the rules of the competition. Don't hurt people deliberately..."

The rules of the contention platform are not much different from the general martial arts competition. After speaking, Wang Jiaoxi said: "Whoever wants to challenge, you can come up now!"

"I come!"

A tall, strong man yelled, leaped from the stage, banged loudly, and landed on the contending platform.

"Xiyuan student, Pang Hui!"

Jiaoxi Wang nodded, then stepped back to the side and said, "Let's start then."

Pang Hui smiled at Lu Ping'an and said, "Looking at what you look like, you shouldn't be twenty years old? Do you want to be famous on the contender at such a young age? I think you really look down on our Jixia students. ,To know……"

Before he could finish speaking, Lu Ping'an frowned slightly and said, "Speak less and come directly. I will win 16 games today. I don't want to waste time with you."

This person was light-hearted and obviously didn't mean to respect his opponent. Naturally, Lu Ping'an would not be polite with him.

But it’s true that you don’t want to waste time. It takes a lot of time to beat 16 people.

Pang Hui was taken aback when he heard the words.

"Hahaha, I don't know if people look down on Jixia Academy, but they obviously look down on you."

"Then what are you talking nonsense? Go straight, don't lose our face in the West Courtyard!"

"This kid actually wants to win 16 games in a row. His tone is not small, he just doesn't know his strength?"

Pang Hui snorted and said: "Sixteen games? Delusion! I will let you lose in the first game! Let's take the move!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Pang Hui called out two big round hammers, and his whole body exploded with great strength, like an angry tiger, aggressively rushing towards Lu Ping An.

At the same time, Lu Pingan also sensed his cultivation realm, the five levels of Zhenwu.

Even in Jixia College, it’s impossible for the monks of the Yuan Wu realm to go everywhere. Among the younger generation of students, the true martial realm still occupies the majority, but a guy who jumps out of this realm is not a gate. The clans can do it.

The most important thing is that the top sect forces, from the cultivation methods and fighting skills, to the magical weapons...all have great advantages. Under the same cultivation level, they must be the disciples of the top sect. The odds are higher.

This is why Jixia Academy has always been extremely proud when facing outsiders.

Of course, this was quite easy for Lu Pingan, he didn't even have the idea of ​​a sword.

When Lu Ping's figure moved, it turned into an afterimage in everyone's eyes, and instantly appeared in front of Pang Hui like a ghost.

Pang Hui was shocked, but did not panic, suddenly poured spiritual power into the double hammer, and smashed towards Lu Ping'an.

The wind whizzed past, and Pang Hui's fierce attack was easily avoided by Lu Ping'an.

Immediately afterwards, Lu Ping'an stuck his hand out, fast as lightning, and clasped it directly on Pang Hui's wrist like a pair of iron tongs.

A huge force came, and Pang Hui let out a scream, but before he could resist, the whole body was thrown away involuntarily.

With a heavy bang, Pang Hui fell to the ground outside the contending platform. The sound of landing was very much like the sound he made deliberately when he came on stage.

Everyone was slightly taken aback, but they were not too surprised.

After all, they had long expected that those who dared to go to the stage would still have some strength. If they really would lose in the first game, they would become the laughing stock of the world.

However, Lu Pingan won so easily, which still attracted the attention of some people.

In fact, what Lu Pingan adopted this time is the martial arts concept of softening rigidity and four-two-strength shifting in Tai Chi, in order to save spiritual and physical strength to the greatest extent, and avoid all unnecessary waste, so that it can be more durable. Stick to it.

Because no one knows what kind of strength people will come up later, it is better to save strength as much as possible.

That Pang Hui quickly stood up from the ground, patted the soil on his body, and said, "Skills are not as good as humans. I will give in. I will defeat!"

Lu Ping'an was a little surprised, thinking, no matter what this guy thinks in his heart, at least he still maintained the demeanor of Jixia student.

"Acceptance." Lu Ping'an also arched his hand, then turned his head and said to Teacher Wang, "Don't take a break for now, just go to the next game."

Teacher Wang said: "One win, the next challenger, please come on stage!"

"I'll try."

As the voice sounded, there was a slim figure of a young girl who jumped onto the contending platform.

"Eastern Courtyard, Deng Xiaoling, please enlighten me."

Lu Pingan rarely fights against girls, but he will never show mercy.

After Wang Jiaoxi called the start, Lu Ping'an rushed out, and in just two seconds, Deng Xiaoling flew out.

After a while, Wang Jiaoxi shouted: "Two consecutive victories! Next!"

"Three consecutive victories! Next place!"

"Four consecutive victories! Next place!"

In about a cup of tea, Lu Pingan won eight straight victories!

And if you put aside the part of waiting for someone to come on stage and you have to bow your hands after the fight, the time for the actual battle is actually very short.

However, as the students took the stage to challenge and then ended in failure, people probably guessed that this guy who looked only seventeen or eighteen years old turned out to be a monk in Yuanwu realm!

This is very likely to become a true disciple in Jixia Academy!