The sword moves that Lu Pingan learned and practiced were mostly offensive.

Only Sword Fifth Winter can be regarded as a move with a certain defensive ability.

Perhaps in the eyes of Yan Laoba who taught these swordsmanship, the best defense is offense.

But this time Lu Ping'an was indeed in a dilemma that he could not attack, and could only be forced to defend.

Fortunately, the sword intent of the cold winter is strong enough to condense to an extremely strong level, plus the black armor body, which constitutes a fairly strong defense.

Even if those soil thorns rushed in frantically, Lu Ping'an was only injured a little, and he would not lose the competition.

From the perspective of the spectators, the oval ice hockey is particularly indestructible.

There were so many attacks that contained Shen Meng's sword intent, but they were not able to break through. Instead, the dozens of soil thorns shattered into countless small clods, suspended in mid-air, blocking a lot of sky light.

Teng Wei launched such a fierce attack and consumed a lot of spiritual energy. At this time, he couldn't help but breathe heavily. He raised his head to look at the hockey puck, frowning slightly.

The hockey puck was not broken, but there were still dense cracks. People could even vaguely see that there was a blob of bright red inside. That should be the blood that Lu Pingan vomited.

In people’s impression, this is the first time Lu Pingan was injured and vomited blood. Undoubtedly, this is also the worst time Lu Pingan has been forced so far. The Jixia students who continue to challenge and fail again seem to be a victory. in sight.

But even so, no one dared to be happy too soon before Wang Jiaoxi officially announced the result, and they dare not to underestimate Lu Ping An as before.

Teng Wei took a deep breath, waved his big sword, and said: "You have lost! You are too tender if you want to show off in my Jixia Academy!"

The clods floating in the air moved again, from all directions, gathered towards the hockey pucks that were about to be broken.

But at this moment, just listening to a few light clicks, the ice puck actually broke up actively.

A sword light shone, and the broken ice cubes turned into water masses and flew toward the clods that were shrouded in them.

Teng Wei sneered and said: "It's the water system again? Don't you know Turkshui? Besides, you have tried it just now, so what's the point of repeating the technique?"

Lu Pingan didn't answer, nor did he take into account the blood on the corners of his mouth. He just continued to swing his sword and make several slashes.

In fact, what he cut out this time was a pure water current attack, as if it was splashed directly on those clods.

Previously, his idea was to condense water into ice and attack Teng Wei's soil system to fight head-on, but facts proved that it didn't work.

Therefore, Lu Pingan changed his approach...

Those current slashes didn't show strong power, but they spread over many clods at an astonishing speed.

Immediately afterwards, Lu Pingan waved his sword again, the wind and snow were raging, and the cold air spread, and all the water that invaded the inside of the clod suddenly condensed!

Then, I saw the clods that were about to attack Lu Ping'an, all covered with white frost, the offensive was no longer fierce, just moving slowly and hard in the air.

Teng Wei's face became stiff, and said: "This...it's impossible! Even if your thoughts are correct, how can you use your strength to display an ice sword technique that can suppress my spiritual power?"

If he uses ordinary ice swordsmanship, Lu Ping'an wants to suppress the power of Teng Wei scattered in the clod, it is indeed an extremely difficult thing.

Even if it did, Lu Ping'an would still be struggling to maintain it, and there was no way to conduct other attacks.

But what even Teng Wei, a student of Jiange, didn't realize was that it was not a forced suppression of swordsmanship, but a certain degree of sealing effect.

The so-called sealing technique is specifically used to block or restrict the flow of spiritual power, and naturally it will be easier to stop Teng Wei's offensive.

Because of this, Lu Ping'an still has spare energy, once again above the blade, lighting up the golden light!

The clod of soil in the sky blocked the surroundings of the contending platform in darkness.

At this moment, Lu Pingan was illuminated with sword light, extremely brilliant, as if the sun was shining!

"Do you think this can win? Delusion!"

Teng Wei shouted violently, pointed his sword at the sky, and the thick earth surging around his body formed a giant dragon made of rock and soil, rising from the ground!

Lu Pingan ignored the frozen and slowly moving clods, and immediately turned and swooped down, blowing the willow sword with the golden light, shining everywhere!

"It's not a delusion, but I will definitely win!"

With this loud cry, the golden light was so strong that it ignited a raging flame!

From a distance, it seems like a meteorite falling from the sky, the golden fire is extremely fierce, dragging out a long white air current trajectory.

Sword Four, Autumn Fire!

boom!

The earth dragon rushed upwards, the sword fire downwards, the two collided suddenly, and the momentum was as if the sky burst!

Remnant flames and broken soil splashed out all around, constantly hitting the protective array of the contention platform, trembling violently.

Immediately, people saw Lu Pingan holding a sharp sword, driving a violent golden flame, all the way down.

Under the rumbling noise, the giant rock and soil dragon that rose from the ground to the air collapsed!

Teng Wei vomited blood, and immediately felt the danger coming again, and he hurried back.

Lu Ping'an rushed out of the rock and soil that was smashed in the sky, and the fire was engulfed. With the invincible momentum, he pierced with a sword!

Teng Wei hurriedly unleashed a khaki slash, but he couldn't resist Lu Ping's offensive at all, and finally came to the edge of the contending platform, unable to retreat, he could only raise his sword and block in front of him.

There was a sharp bang.

Lu Ping'an stabled out, and at the same time the fire was raging, and both forces fell on the broad blade, and immediately knocked Teng Wei out of the sky and fell heavily outside the contending platform.

The audience was almost silent, and everyone was dumbfounded when they saw the result.

Even Wang Jiaoxi, who looked plain from beginning to end, couldn't help but look at Lu Ping'an deeply, his eyes were complicated.

But soon, Jiaoxi Wang recovered his calm and shouted: "Lu Pingan wins, this is his fifteenth winning streak!"

Hearing this yelling, everyone came to a clear sense of shock, and then turned to look at Lu Ping'an, still in disbelief.

To say that in the previous fourteen battles, Lu Ping'an won with his realm advantage, and those Jixia students could barely accept it.

But the fact now is that Teng Wei, who is at a higher level of cultivation and who is also the true legend of Jiange, was actually defeated by Lu Ping'an!

This makes the minds of those Jixia students very complicated.

The emotions of anger and shame still exist, but there is a sense of doubt.

I don’t know if it’s because Lu Pingan is too strong, or they are too self-righteous. They always think that Jixia Academy is the number one in the Eastern Continent. When does it feel unacceptable?

But there is no doubt that their so-called pride has disappeared in front of Lu Ping An at this moment!

However, Lu Pingan defeated Teng Wei and paid a certain price. He coughed a few times and coughed up a pool of thick blood. The spiritual power in his body was also consumed a lot, and his face was slightly pale.

Standing in the audience, Tao Yushan felt happy to see Lu Ping'an win, but she was surprised when she saw Lu Ping'an and asked, "Lu Ping'an, are you okay?"

Lu Pingan shook his head and said, "You can't die, you can hold it, don't worry."

Wang Jiaoxi asked: "Need a rest?"

Lu Pingan nodded and said, "Yes."

Jiao Wang said: "Then, pause for a while. If there are people who want to challenge, get ready to take the stage."

Later, Lu Pingan took out a few more pills and handed them to Wang Jiaoxi for inspection.

"Well, no problem, it's a healing and restoring medicine that is allowed within the regulations."

After passing the inspection, Lu Pingan bowed his hand to Deacon Shen Zhiye in the audience, as a thank you, and then sat on the stone bench beside him, took the pill, and slowed his breathing.

In the process, Teng Wei, who was seriously injured, was helped by the Jiange disciples.

But they discovered that a shallow pit appeared on Teng Wei's great sword, with a little residual temperature on it, which was obviously caused by Lu Ping'an.

The younger brother Teng Wei who was originally scheduled to take the stage gave Lu Ping a stern look, and said, "Lu Ping'an, right? We Jiange took note of this incident!"

As soon as the voice fell, only a crisp bang was heard, Teng Wei suddenly slapped the face of the junior, and cursed: "What are you talking about? On the contending platform, no matter whether you win or lose, you must not retaliate in private. Do you not understand this rule?"

The junior was stunned for a while, then lowered his head and said, "Brother taught me the right way. It was my impulse. I forgot the rules and should fight."

Teng Wei handed over to Wang Jiaoxi and said, "No wonder, I will teach my junior and younger brother when I go back."

Jiaoxi Wang waved his hand and said indifferently, "Heal your injuries quickly."

"go!"

Teng Wei gave a soft sigh, and then left with the few Jiange disciples and their defeated record.

At this time, Lu Ping'an had only the last game left, and the Jixia students didn't know who else would go to the stage to challenge.