The so-called storm is not just limited to a whirlwind, but a terrifying force composed of a large area of strong wind!

The sword wind danced wildly, occupying most of the contention platform in an instant, and the momentum was violent!

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

But when they heard the whistling sound and the extraordinary sword wind, they couldn't help but be frightened and worried about Qiu Pu.

Qiu Pu himself directly felt the powerful coercion in it, and his expression became a little dignified.

He never expected that this arrogant young man in front of him would be able to use such an amazing sword move!

Not to mention the strength, just in terms of kendo talent, this is placed in the academy sword pavilion, and 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 his fighting spirit, and quickly swung his spear.

In the blink of an eye, several spears like green snakes attacked, shooting out and crashing directly into the storm!

Lu Ping'an stretched out his other hand, pressed down on the willow sword with two fingers, and the power of the entire storm also sank suddenly!

A few muffled sounds came out, and those green snakes were all inside the storm, easily crushed, and they couldn't get close to Lu Ping'an 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!"

Qiu Pu roared, threw his spear with all his might, and his majestic spiritual power condensed in the middle, turning into a cyan python-like power form, and rushed out!

Rumble!

With an indomitable momentum, the giant python slammed into the storm, causing a violent sound that was deafening!

The surging sword power storm was instantly shattered in half and dissipated into the air.

There was a cheer from the crowd, and although Qiu Pu did not win, this situation that could slightly turn the tide was the first time in today's fourteen challenges, which really made the students of Jixia excited.

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

The cyan python swung its body wildly, setting off a monstrous aura in the field, and rushed towards the remaining storm of sword power with an extremely fierce momentum, intending to completely destroy it.

Lu Ping'an didn't panic at all, raised his sword and slashed a stream of water, dissolving into the storm that was only half left.

Immediately afterward, I saw that in the storm, there was a dull thunder sound, and then, countless transparent water droplets quickly converged and formed.

Lu Ping'an held the sword in both hands and slashed downward.

The sword power storm and the raindrops complemented each other and intertwined together, forming a huge storm that poured towards the giant python!

Under the pouring rain, the giant python seemed to have suffered ten thousand arrows through its body, and collapsed and destroyed in an instant!

Only the spear, which had lost all its strength, fell to the ground with a clatter.

With a pop, Qiu Pu spurted blood, his whole body went limp, and his knees fell heavily to the ground and smashed out

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Two deep pits.

Lu Ping'an raised the willow sword, pointed at Qiu Pu from afar, and asked proudly, "Do you accept it?"

Qiu Pu propped his hands on the ground, gritted his teeth, and raised his head: "No, this battle is not over yet!"

But just when he wanted to use his spiritual power again and moved, Wang Jiaoxi stood up and said in a calm tone: "It's over." ”

The contention stage is just a contest, not a death match, and Wang Jiaoxi, as a referee, has the right to make such a judgment.

Moreover, this is also a very fair judgment, everyone in the audience can see that the victory and defeat have been divided, and if Qiu Pu continues to die, it will only be the result of being seriously injured.

Qiu Pu didn't want to give up, because he thought that his victory or defeat would affect the honor and disgrace of Jixia Academy, how could he admit defeat after being injured?

He turned his head and said, "Teach ......."

Wang Jiaoxi raised his hand and said, "Don't say it, go down." I declare that Lu Ping'an has won, and at the same time, this is his 14th consecutive victory!"

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

At this point, Qiu Pu could only accept the facts, slowly stood up, arched his hand to Lu Ping'an, and without saying anything, he was about to turn around and leave.

At this time, Lu Ping'an said: "Remember, the so-called prestige of the academy in your mouth was destroyed by yourself this time, not because of what Miss Tao said, she has no ability, and she also wants to teach people a lesson?"

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

Lu Ping'an has fought so many games before, in fact, he has not injured anyone, but this time Qiu Pu was injured, although it is not serious, but he can also see Lu Ping'an's attitude, to put it bluntly, he just wants to vent his anger for Tao Yushan.

Tao Yushan looked at Lu Ping'an with some gratitude, but Lu Ping'an only nodded slightly and didn't say much.

Qiu Pu's fate made Fan Qiwei feel very happy, that is, when he saw Tao Yushan and Lu Ping'an's eyebrows, he was a little jealous.

But what made Fan Qiwei secretly frightened 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 Lu Ping'an's situation, even if they were amazed by his strength, that feeling was far less profound than Fan Qiwei's.

Fan Qiwei even suspected that even if it was a student of Yuanwu Sanzhong, he might not be able to win Lu Ping'an.

"This guy...... It's kind of scary!"

Fan Qiwei thought so in his heart, and immediately heard Wang Jiaoxi shout again: "Next!"

Tao Yushan was stunned for a moment and asked, "Senior Brother Fan, according to the regulations, isn't there a break time after every fight?"

Fan Qiwei smiled bitterly: "Of course there is, he doesn't want it himself, these fourteen people have gone up one after another, and obviously they haven't consumed much of his spiritual power." ”

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

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Right?"

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

Tao Yushan's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and she prayed in her heart that Lu Ping An would win smoothly.

At this moment, only a crisp and loud sword sound was heard from the back of the crowd.

Everyone followed the prestige, and some people shouted, "It's the people from the Sword Pavilion who are here!"

The sword is the king of a hundred soldiers, and it has a high status among weapons and magic weapons.

In Jixia Academy, the Sword Pavilion is different from the major branches, and its status is also relatively special.

It doesn't mean that as long as the students who cultivate the sword can enter it, only those who really have the endowment of the sword can be qualified to become the students of the Sword Pavilion.

Therefore, the number of people in the Sword Pavilion is small, but the victory is that they are all elites, which is a symbol of strong combat effectiveness.

Now those students, seeing that there are several people from the Sword Pavilion coming, immediately perked up, as if they once again saw the hope of defeating Lu Ping'an.

Hearing the shout, Lu Ping'an also looked over curiously, after all, there was still a bit of a grudge between him, Yan Laoba, and the Sword Pavilion of Jixia Academy.

It's just that these guys who just came over may not have dreamed that their Moyang Sword was in Lu Ping'an's storage bag.

The leader of the disciples of the Sword Pavilion is a man who looks domineering, about thirty years old, with sharp eyes and an extraordinary temperament.

At the same time that Lu Ping'an looked at him, he also looked over.

When the eyes of the two met, they were both sharp, and there seemed to be a little spark from the exchange of swords.

Then, the man's gaze moved downward, fell on Lu Ping'an's willow sword, and said, "This sword is good, but it's a pity...... With the wrong person. ”

Lu Ping'an said: "If you want to compete with the sword, what's the use of saying this?"

The man said: "I'm just here to watch the battle, you probably aren't qualified enough to let me use the sword, junior brother, you can go." ”

As soon as the words came out, a student next to him who was more familiar with the Sword Pavilion said in a low voice: "Senior Brother Teng, Senior Brother Qiu from the North Courtyard just now...... Defeated him, this time I'm afraid you have to play in person to have a solid chance of winning. ”

When they received the news, Qiu Pu had not yet played, so their estimation of Lu Ping'an's strength was probably a relatively strong Yuanwu Duo.

Unexpectedly, during the time they came, even Qiu Pu, who had been practicing in the academy for decades, became Lu Ping'an's defeated men.

Then this is another matter, only if the Yuan Wu is above the third level, can there be hope of succeeding in the challenge, and the junior disciple that the man wanted to send on the field just now is obviously not strong enough.

"Okay, then I'll do it. ”

As the man spoke, he jumped onto the stage and said to Wang Jiaoxi, "Sword Pavilion, Teng Wei." ”

Lu Ping'an nodded to confirm that it was ready, and Wang Jiaoxi shouted: "The fifteenth challenge, start!"

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