The so-called storm is not just confined to a whirlwind, but a terrifying power formed by a large area of ​​strong wind!

The sword wind raged and danced wildly, occupying most of the contending stage in an instant, and the momentum was fierce!

Although there are protective formations around the contending platform, the students watching the battle will not be affected.

But when they heard the whistling sound and the fierce sword style, they couldn't help but feel frightened and worried for Qiu Pu.

Qiu Pu himself felt the powerful pressure directly, and his expression became a bit solemn.

He never expected that the arrogant young man in front of him could use such an amazing sword move!

Not to mention the strength, just talking about the talent of kendo, this is placed in the academy sword pavilion, it is estimated that it is also among the best.

However, this thought only flashed through Qiu Pu's mind, and he quickly calmed down, undiminished in fighting spirit, and quickly swung his spear.

In a blink of an eye, there were several green snake-like spears attacking, shooting out, directly into the storm!

Lu Pingan stretched out his other hand and pressed Liu Jian with two fingers, and the power of the entire storm suddenly sank!

A few muffled noises came out, and the green snakes were all inside the storm. They were easily crushed, and they couldn't get close to Lu Pingan at all.

At the same time, Qiu Pu's heart and body trembled, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

"go with!"

With a roar, Qiu Pu threw out his spear, and his mighty spiritual power gathered in the meantime, transforming into a blue python-like power form, rushing out!

boom!

The giant python slammed into the storm with indomitable momentum, and then caused a violent noise, deafening!

The raging storm of sword power was immediately shattered for the most part and dissipated in the air.

There was a burst of cheers from the crowd. Although Qiu Pu did not win, it was the first time that this kind of situation that could slightly reverse the situation appeared in today's 14 challenges. This really excited the Jixia students. Difficult to restrain.

Qiu Pu also laughed, and immediately shouted: "Break it for me!"

The cyan giant python swung its body frantically, set off a monstrous evil spirit in the field, rushed to the remaining storm of sword power with an extremely fierce momentum, and wanted to completely destroy it.

Lu Pingan didn't panic at all, and with a wave of his sword, he slashed a stream of water and melted into the storm that was only half of it.

Immediately afterwards, I saw a dull thunder in the storm, and then, there were countless transparent water droplets, quickly gathered and formed.

Lu Pingan held the sword in both hands and cut down.

The storm of sword power and the raindrops complement each other and intertwine to form a huge storm, pouring towards the giant python!

Under the torrential rain, the giant python was like a thousand arrows pierced through its body, collapsed and destroyed in an instant!

Only the spear that had lost all its power slammed to the ground.

With a puff, Qiu Pu spurted blood, his body was soft, his knees fell heavily to the ground, and two deep pits were smashed.

Lu Pingan lifted Liu Jian, pointed at Qiu Pu from afar, and asked proudly, "Will you accept it?"

Qiu Pu put his hands on the ground, gritted his teeth, raised his head and said: "I don't accept it! This battle is not over yet!"

But just when he wanted to use his spiritual power again and move around, Wang Jiaoxi stood up and said calmly, "It's over."

The contention platform is just a contest of highs and lows, not a deathmatch. As the referee, Wang Jiaoxi has the right to make such a judgment.

Moreover, this is also a very fair judgment, everyone in the field can see that the victory has been divided, and if Qiu Pu survives, it will only be the result of serious injury.

Qiu Pu didn't want to give up, because he thought his victory or defeat would affect the honor and disgrace of Jixia Academy. How could it be possible to concede defeat after a little injury?

He turned his head and said: "Teaching..."

Jiaoxi Wang raised his hand and said, "Stop talking, let's go on. I declare that Lu Ping'an wins. At the same time, this is his fourteenth winning streak!"

This sentence, like a huge mountain, fell on everyone's heart, making most of the Jixia students present feel extremely heavy.

At this point, Qiu Pu could only accept the facts, stood up slowly, and bowed his hand to Lu Ping'an. Without saying anything, he turned and left.

At this time, Lu Ping’an said: “Remember, the so-called academy’s prestige in your mouth was destroyed by yourself this time, not because of what Ms. Tao said, she didn’t have the skills and wanted to teach others? Ridiculous!”

Qiu Pu turned his head and glared at Lu Ping'an, but he didn't know what to say, so he went angrily.

Lu Pingan played so many games in front of him, and he didn’t actually hurt anyone. But this time, Qiu Pu was injured. Although he was not serious, he could see Lu Pin’s attitude. To put it bluntly, he just wanted to help Tao Yushan. Out of breath.

Tao Yushan looked at Lu Ping'an with some gratitude, but Lu Ping'an just nodded slightly without saying more.

Qiu Pu's end made Fan Qiwei very happy, but he was a little jealous when he saw Tao Yushan and Lu Ping's eyebrows.

But what made Fan Qiwei secretly alarmed was that he clearly felt that in just a few days, Lu Ping'an's strength seemed to have become much stronger!

Others didn't know the situation of Lu Ping'an, even if they were amazed at his strength, the feeling was far less profound than Fan Qiwei's.

Fan Qiwei even suspects that even the Jixia students of Yuanwu Triple C will not be able to win Lu Pingan.

"This guy...a bit scary!"

Fan Qiwei thought so in his heart, and immediately listened to Wang Jiaoxi shouting again: "Next!"

Tao Yushan was taken aback, and asked, "Brother Fan, according to the regulations, isn't there a break after every game?"

Fan Qiwei smiled bitterly: "Of course he did. He didn't want it himself. Fourteen people went up one after the other. Obviously they didn't consume much of his spiritual power."

Tao Yushan said: "So it seems that the last two games, in his state, should be no problem, right?"

Fan Qiwei shook his head and said: "It's hard to say, it depends on whether the more powerful guys are interested in this matter, no matter how much effort he has made before, how good his condition is, once he encounters invincible intensity , It will still fall short."

Tao Yushan frowned slightly, praying in her heart for Lu's success in winning.

At this moment, only a sharp and resounding sword sound came from behind the crowd.

Everyone followed the prestige one after another, and someone shouted: "It's from the sword pavilion here!"

The sword is the king of a hundred soldiers, and has a lofty position among weapons and instruments.

In Jixia College, Jiange is different from the major branches and has a special status.

It's not that as long as students who practice swordsmanship can enter it, only those who truly have the gift of kendo are qualified to become students of the sword pavilion.

Therefore, the number of sword pavilions is small, but the victory is all elite, which is a symbol of strong combat effectiveness.

Now those students, seeing several people from the sword pavilion come, immediately refreshed, as if they saw the hope of defeating Lu Pingan again.

Hearing the yelling, Lu Ping'an also looked over curiously. After all, there was still a bit of grudge between him, Yan Laoba, and the sword pavilion of Jixia Academy.

It's just that these few guys who have just walked up may not even dream of it. Their Moyang swords are stored in Lu Ping's storage bag.

The leader of the Jiange disciples is a man who seems to be domineering, about 30 years old, with sharp eyes and extraordinary temperament.

When Lu Pingan looked at him, he also looked over.

The eyes of the two met, both of them were sharp and sharp, and there seemed to be little sparks from the swords.

Then, the man looked down and fell on Lu Ping's Fuliu sword, and said: "This sword is not bad, but it's a pity... I followed the wrong person."

Lu Pingan said, "If you want to compare with swords, what's the use of these?"

The man said: "I'm just here to watch the battle. You may not be qualified enough to let me play the sword, Junior Brother, you go."

As soon as the words were spoken, a student who was familiar with Jiange next to him whispered: "Brother Teng, Senior Brother Qiu from the North Campus just now... I lost to him. I am afraid that you will have to play on the court yourself this time to ensure your chance of winning.

When they received the news, Qiu Pu hadn't played yet, so their estimation of Lu Ping'an's strength was probably a relatively strong Yuan Wu double.

Unexpectedly, during the time they were here, even Qiu Pu, who had been practicing in the academy for decades, had become Lu Ping's defeat.

Then this is another matter. Only Yuan Wu triple or above can hope to succeed in the challenge. The junior fellow that the man just wanted to send to the court is obviously not strong enough.

"Okay, then I will come."

As the man said, he jumped onto the contending platform and said to Teacher Wang: "Jiange, Teng Wei."

Lu Pingan nodded to confirm that he was ready, and Wang Jiaoxi shouted: "The fifteenth challenge, start!"