Making you a son-in-law is not about making you conquer the world.

"Huh? Why did they stop fighting? What did they say to each other?"

"Look, Lin Ping is approaching Xin Chou with a dagger! He's really overestimating himself. I'm afraid he'll be killed by Xin Chou with one blow."

"He actually slashed Xin Chou's wrist, why didn't Xin Chou fight back?"

Everyone stared in astonishment at the changes on the stage. Lin Ping had clearly cut through Xin Chou's flesh with his dagger and was using sterilized tweezers to remove the bone fragments.

Xin Chou was indeed a tough guy; even without anesthesia, he didn't let out a single scream.

He kept a close eye on Lin Ping's every move, and if he sensed anything strange, he would strike him down with a hammer.

After the bone fragments were removed, Lin Ping used silver needles to stitch up his wound.

As the hemp thread pierced through Lin Ping's flesh, Xin Chou was puzzled and almost attacked him.

"All done. You can try moving your wrist around a bit." Lin Ping breathed a sigh of relief after finishing the last stitch.

It wasn't that she didn't trust her own medical skills, but rather that she didn't trust Xin Chou's patience; she might get hit with a hammer when he was most focused.

Of course, Xin Chou was straightforward and wouldn't do such a despicable thing. In his eyes, Lin Ping was just a weak ant, easily crushed with a single finger, and there was no need for him to attack from behind.

"Is it all done?" Xin Chou asked, somewhat puzzled, but ultimately followed Lin Ping's instructions and moved his wrists.

"How about that? I didn't lie to you, did I?" Lin Ping said with a smile.

Although the wound was still aching slightly during the wrist movement, the feeling of bone piercing through the flesh was gone.

In other words, Lin Ping really did heal his old injury, and the piece of bone removed from it is the best evidence of that.

"I will never forget the great kindness and virtue of Physician Lin!" Xin Chou knelt down in front of Lin Ping with a thud and said respectfully.

Curing his wrist pain had been his greatest hope for years, and he had even traveled all over the country seeking out countless famous doctors, but to no avail.

Unexpectedly, Lin Ping healed his old injury in less than fifteen minutes.

"Why did Xin Chou kneel down to him? Did he admit defeat?"

"What kind of sorcery did this kid use to make Xin Chou kneel down and admit defeat?"

"The king detests these sorcerous arts the most and will surely bring this brat to justice."

It wasn't just the ordinary soldiers who were discussing it; all the civil and military officials in the court were also talking about it. At this moment, some people had already used the words "sorcery" to describe the act to the king, and were waiting for his judgment.

In terms of sheer force, Xin Chou far surpasses Lin Ping. Even if he were no match for him, he shouldn't have knelt down and begged for mercy. There's no other explanation besides "sorcery".

The king had been watching the game closely, and if he hadn't known Lin Pingtao's extraordinary medical skills, he probably would have thought he was using "sorcery".

"Now that the outcome is decided, why not proceed with the next match?" the king asked, somewhat displeased.

"Lin Pingsheng, next match..." The Vice Minister of Rites hurriedly announced loudly, daring not to disobey the emperor's wishes.

An hour later, the first round of the competition was over, and half of the thirty-two candidates were eliminated.

The remaining sixteen people were almost all under Lin Ping's control, and the outcome of the second round could be roughly guessed.

After a short break, the second round of the competition officially began.

Zhang Hongyuan was the first to step up, and with just one kick, he sent his opponent flying off the stage, ending the match early.

Lu Jie's strength was also considerable, and he easily defeated his opponent.

This match, with such a lopsided skill level, had no suspense whatsoever; the game wasn't exciting at all, it was purely a personal showcase.

Lin Ping didn't miss any opportunity to observe, and he vaguely realized that Zhang Hongyuan was using the same methods as the Lotus Palace.

"I wonder if he has reached the level of a pure white lotus," Lin Ping clicked his tongue in amazement.

Zhang Hongyuan's sudden increase in strength was somewhat unexpected by Lin Ping. He only hoped that the other party had not yet reached the level of the White Lotus.

Otherwise, even if he gives it his all, the odds are against him.

His martial arts skills were, after all, acquired quickly, resulting in an unstable foundation and a lack of combat experience.

"Even if you're a pure white lotus, I'll still shoot you dead!" Lin Ping said through gritted teeth.

The power of the pistol was such that it was beyond the ability of ordinary experts to withstand, at least not the White Lotus.

Once Lin Ping draws his gun, he will have a very high chance of winning.

But he may not be able to bear the risks that follow.

First, they would say that the person was injured by a hidden weapon. Being disqualified from the competition is a minor matter; being imprisoned is a major one.

Moreover, the Suifa pistol is Lin Ping's secret weapon, and it should not be used unless absolutely necessary.

Just as Lin Ping was pondering, Jiang Yunlie had already defeated his opponent, but it was not an easy victory.

"Lin Ping and Zhang Chong, come to the stage!" the Vice Minister of Rites shouted.

Standing opposite him was a slightly thin man with a shifty face that could easily be covered by a hand.

Lin Ping looked the other person up and down, and had already made a general judgment in his mind.

He had long known that Zhang Chong was his opponent and had observed his opponent's style. Despite his small stature, he was quite fast.

Although their strength isn't particularly high, they can't be dealt with casually.

"You brat, I don't know what method you used to make Xin Chou kneel, but I will never fall for your sorcery." Zhang Chong's sharp voice was somewhat grating, clearly indicating that he had observed Lin Ping beforehand.

"Oh? Is that so?" Lin Ping smiled faintly, instantly activating the full function of his right eye and staring intently into Zhang Chong's eyes.

Zhang Chong's heart skipped a beat, and he was completely stunned, as if a huge mountain was pressing down on him and he couldn't breathe, or as if he had fallen into an abyss.

Lin Ping's right eye already possessed the ability to confuse the enemy's mind, and now, with the energy from Jiang Hongling, the function of his right eye has been enhanced.

Those with weak minds are very likely to fall into Lin Ping's trap.

Just like Zhang Chong at this moment, besides being dumbfounded, his whole body was trembling.

And so, the two stood quietly in the middle of the ring, their eyes meeting, motionless.

"What's going on with these two? Are they going to stand there forever?"

"Go ahead and beat this kid to a pulp!"

The crowd below the stage was getting impatient and started shouting that they wanted to beat Lin Ping down.

They had no grudge against Lin Ping, but they hoped he would lose because he had previously used "sorcery" that no one could understand.

Suddenly, Lin Ping took a step forward.

The seemingly light footsteps stirred up a huge wave in Zhang Chong's heart, startling him so much that he hurriedly took a step back, trying to keep his distance from Lin Ping as much as possible.

Lin Ping smiled wickedly, his face becoming even more ferocious, and continued walking forward step by step.

At the same time, Zhang Chong retreated step by step, always maintaining a fixed distance from Lin Ping.

"Fight back! You can't keep retreating!"

“Zhang Chong must have also fallen under this kid’s spell. Look at how terrified he is.”

Seeing Zhang Chong retreating continuously, getting very close to the edge of the arena, everyone was sweating for him and their hostility towards Lin Ping intensified.

“Your Majesty, this is sorcery; you cannot continue to tolerate it,” the Minister of Personnel couldn’t help but say.

He knew Lin Ping's abilities and that he might ruin their plans. They couldn't let him grow stronger little by little; they had to nip him in the bud.

"Sorcery? How does Minister He know this is sorcery? Do you perhaps have some knowledge of sorcery?" the king replied calmly, his gaze fixed on the arena.

The Minister of Personnel broke out in a cold sweat and naturally dared not say anything more, lest he lose more than he gained.

Meanwhile, Zhang Chong had already fallen off the ring in a panic.

"Sorcery! You used sorcery!" Zhang Chong, regaining his senses, pointed at Lin Ping's nose and said angrily.

Even he himself didn't know what had just happened, why he had been led by the nose by Lin Ping, and why he had even fallen off the stage and lost the chance to advance.

"Despicable, shameless, vile..."

"Arrest this sorcerer."

After winning twice in a row, Lin Ping became everyone's enemy.

However, since the king had not spoken, no one dared to make a decision on their own.

"Is there something wrong with those eyes? I'm afraid you won't even have the chance to meet my gaze." Zhang Hongyuan sneered.

He had thought Lin Ping would be eliminated in the first round, but now that he had won two matches, he had no choice but to consider him an opponent.

Before long, the next few matches had ended.

Because the two fighters were evenly matched, the fight was quite exciting and received applause from time to time.

After two rounds of competition, the top eight have been determined, marking the most exciting moment of the tournament.

"Zhang Hongyuan will face Jiang Yunlie!" the Vice Minister of Rites announced loudly.

Before he finished speaking, Zhang Hongyuan was already standing on the arena, looking at Jiang Yunlie with disdain in his domineering eyes.

He never took Jiang Yunlie seriously, but defeating Jiang Yunlie would dampen the arrogance of the City Lord's Mansion.

"Brother, be careful. This kid is a bit strange. If you can't beat him, admit defeat immediately," Lin Ping warned.

Given Xiao Jiji's grudge against the City Lord's Mansion, if he gains the upper hand, he will definitely take drastic measures against Jiang Yunlie.

"Don't worry, brother-in-law, I know what I'm doing and will never bring shame to the City Lord's Mansion," Jiang Yunlie said, patting his chest.

For him, this competition meant not only the title of martial arts champion, but also the reputation of the city lord's mansion.

If he loses to Zhang Hongyuan, wouldn't that tarnish the reputation of the City Lord's Mansion?

Although it cannot directly weaken the strength of the city lord's mansion, it can still affect morale.

Looking at Jiang Yunlie's resolute steps, Lin Ping felt a little uneasy.

Jiang Yunlie knew his own limitations; at most, he was at the level of Blue Lotus, and definitely no match for White Lotus.

Losing the game is not a big deal; the real concern is that Jiang Yunlie is stubborn and will keep pushing forward, which could lead to irreparable consequences.

"The city lord's mansion was able to drive you out of Jiangcheng back then, and today we can drive you out of Yingtian Prefecture as well," Jiang Yunlie said coldly, gripping the gun handle with both hands.

"Oh? Is that so? I'd like to see just how capable you are." Zhang Hongyuan's lips curled up slightly, his smile somewhat wicked.

He and Jiang Yunlie were both from Jiangcheng. They had fought each other during the martial arts examination, and Jiang Yunlie won by a narrow margin.

As expected, Jiang Yunlie remained at the same level, while Zhang Hongyuan made rapid progress in just a few months, becoming so strong that he himself could hardly believe it.

"Then let's give it a try!" Jiang Yunlie swung his spear forcefully, the gleaming spearhead moving swiftly like a silver snake.

"Spear Dance Dragon!"

The spearhead, flicking its tongue, rapidly approached Zhang Hongyuan; it was the same move that had defeated him back then.