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

A flash of silver light dazzled the crowd.

"What sharp marksmanship! This is a true master."

"I heard that these are people from the Jiangcheng City Lord's Mansion. They are truly a place where heroes emerge. If they can win the title of Martial Arts Champion, it will surely make the Jiangcheng City Lord's Mansion stand above the six city lords."

"Zhang Hongyuan is also a master; the outcome of this battle is still uncertain."

Everyone held their breath, staring wide-eyed at the changes on the stage.

"Is that all you've got? Looks like you haven't improved at all in the past few months!" Zhang Hongyuan smiled contemptuously at the rapidly approaching gun barrel, showing no fear whatsoever.

The longsword in his hand suddenly began to change, and a silver-white lotus flower shone brightly, even more dazzling than Jiang Yunlie's dragon sword.

"I will counter your spear technique with this sword dance lotus move."

Zhang Hongyuan's chilling voice lingered in Jiang Yunlie's ears as the lotus flower began to collide with the venomous snake.

The spears and swords gleamed, creating an illusion.

It was like a battle between a venomous snake and a lotus flower, with the snake flicking its tongue, constantly looking for the right moment to break through.

But this lotus flower was like a solid wall, giving the venomous snake no chance.

In addition, the lotus took the initiative to launch an attack, gradually enveloping and devouring the venomous snake.

"Total Annihilation!"

Jiang Yunlie gradually fell into a disadvantageous position, and his retreat was completely blocked by Zhang Hongyuan.

Left with no other choice, he unleashed his ultimate move, which possessed the power of an overlord. He had intended to save it for the final battle, but unfortunately, Zhang Hongyuan did not give him the chance.

If the previous "Dance of the Spear" was the embodiment of speed, then this "Sweeping Through a Thousand Armies" move is the embodiment of power, directly repelling Zhang Hongyuan's sword attack with its fierce force.

"I didn't expect you to be holding back. I underestimated you before."

Zhang Hongyuan took a few steps back and said in a sarcastic tone.

"Why would I need to use my full strength to deal with you? Now that you're scared, why don't you just surrender obediently?"

Jiang Yunlie roared and unleashed his sweeping attack once again.

"Afraid? Yes, I am afraid. It's not that I'm afraid of you, but that you're afraid of me!"

Zhang Hongyuan's expression grew increasingly cold. When the sharp spearhead reached him, his figure suddenly vanished, reappearing in front of Jiang Yunlie.

"A lotus blooms in an instant!"

A flash of cold light, and the sharp blade aimed straight for Jiang Yunlie's brow.

Zhang Hongyuan had murderous intent!

The force of the spear was so powerful that it used almost all of Jiang Yunlie's strength. His entire body was being pulled along by the spear, making it difficult for him to dodge.

Jiang Yunlie's expression changed in surprise, his eyes fixed on the longsword.

He hadn't expected Zhang Hongyuan to possess such strength; he was completely different from how he was two months ago.

"Not good!" Lin Ping cried out inwardly, knowing that Jiang Yunlie would not be able to dodge this sword.

He originally thought that Zhang Hongyuan wouldn't dare to kill him, and at most he would just seriously injure Jiang Yunlie.

But now it seems that the other party must have received some kind of signal, which is why they dare to be so fearless.

The city lord of Jiangcheng has always been a thorn in the side of the emperor, and Jiang Yunlie represents the power of the city lord's mansion. If he wins, it will be even more detrimental to the court.

Even if he were killed, the king would turn a blind eye.

This was even the king's intention; as long as Jiang Yunlie died, the city lord of Jiangcheng would definitely avenge him.

With their 10,000 private troops, once they leave the main city, they will never return.

In desperation, Lin Ping concentrated all his strength on his right eye, and a six-pointed star shape vaguely appeared in his round pupil.

A beam of light, almost tangible, shot into Zhang Hongyuan's eyes, instantly making him feel dizzy and slowing him down considerably.

Jiang Yunlie dodged the attack, his longsword grazing his cheek and severing several strands of his hair.

"Is this your unique ability?" Zhang Hongyuan gave Lin Ping a cold look, completely disregarding Jiang Yunlie.

At this moment, Jiang Yunlie was panting heavily, leaning on his spear, his face ashen, as if he had just escaped death.

Lin Ping also withdrew the X-ray, panting heavily as if he had just finished a 100-meter race.

He hadn't expected X-rays to be so powerful, nor had he expected them to require so much physical exertion.

This is fine as a secret weapon for a one-hit kill, but you can't keep the X-ray capability at its maximum indefinitely, otherwise you'll be the first one to fall.

"If I go at top speed, can your eyes still keep up?"

Zhang Hongyuan's eyes were as cold as frost, and his figure vanished into thin air once again.

"This is... seeing through the fog! He has truly reached the realm of the pure lotus!"

Lin Ping, who had already withdrawn the X-ray, couldn't see his movements clearly, but he knew what they meant.

Not to mention that Jiang Yunlie is no match for him, even if Lin Ping himself were to take the field, he might not have much of a chance of winning.

"Big brother, surrender and admit defeat quickly!" Lin Ping shouted at the top of his lungs.

Lin Ping was very familiar with this move. He used extremely fast speed to support his sword technique. Without matching speed, there was no way to win.

"Come on! Let me see your strength!" Jiang Yunlie raised his spear again, his eyes scanning the surroundings.

He knew Lin Ping was doing it for his own good, but even if he was no match for him, he couldn't just give up.

However, Zhang Hongyuan's speed was simply too fast for Jiang Yunlie to handle.

"Pfft!"

The sharp blade sliced ​​through Jiang Yunlie's right wrist, and the spear fell to the ground as well.

Several more flashes of cold light appeared, and Jiang Yunlie's wrists and ankles were all slashed open, with white bones protruding from his flesh.

After his wrists and ankles were slashed, Jiang Yunlie collapsed to the ground, his eyes vacant and lifeless.

Zhang Hongyuan severed his tendons in his hands and feet. Even if the wounds healed, he would be a cripple from now on.

Let alone making contributions to the city lord's mansion, it would be a miracle if they could even stand up.

For him, it was better to die than to become a useless person.

"Damn it, I'm going to kill you!"

Lin Ping gritted his teeth, stepped on the shoulders of the crowd, and flew through the air.

Several times he wanted to pull out his pistol and shoot Zhang Hongyuan, but he was afraid that if he ruined the plan, all his efforts would be in vain.

This was the first time he had used his lightness skill, and his movements were rather clumsy. He almost fell when he landed, instantly becoming the laughingstock of everyone.

"I never expected that besides sorcery, he also knew martial arts!"

"Who says otherwise? This 'fierce dog hunting' tactic is not bad, but I wonder if they found any bones on the ground."

"With his meager martial arts skills, I could crush him with a single finger."

Many people made sarcastic remarks, and then burst into laughter.

"I shouldn't have harbored any illusions," the king said, shaking his head helplessly.

If we had known that Lin Ping only had this much ability, why give him a chance to waste time? We could have just arrested him directly.

"Big brother, are you alright?" Lin Ping asked with concern, holding Jiang Yunlie's hands and feet.

"He's ruined, ruined. From tonight onwards, Big Brother will be a cripple. He might as well be dead." Jiang Yunlie said through gritted teeth, all his passion turning into a cloud of anger.

For the sake of this title of martial arts champion, and to help the city lord's mansion go further, he has devoted countless efforts and sweat.

However, they suffered a crushing defeat in this battle.

He should probably listen to Lin Ping's advice; even if he can't win the game, he can at least preserve his strength.

"Hahaha, at least you, Jiang Yunlie, have some self-awareness. Rather than prolonging your life, you might as well end it all," Zhang Hongyuan said condescendingly.

puff!

Jiang Yunlie was so angry that he vomited blood.

"Brother, don't listen to his nonsense. I can heal your injuries," Lin Ping said confidently.

To outsiders, having one's tendons severed would render them useless, but to Lin Ping, it was merely an external surgery.

The so-called tendons in the hands and feet are simply the Achilles tendon area of ​​the muscles, which can heal with effective suturing surgery.

"Really?" Jiang Yunlie asked incredulously, a glint of longing flashing in his eyes.

"When have I ever lied to my elder brother? I will not only heal his injuries, but also avenge him." Lin Ping gave Zhang Hongyuan a sharp look, his eyes filled with murderous intent.

His eyes, which seemed to emit X-rays, were quite intimidating, causing Zhang Hongyuan to take a few steps back.

"You? You think you're worthy to fight me? It was my mistake not to kill you last time, but I definitely won't do it again this time," Zhang Hongyuan thought to himself.

A few months ago, Jiang Yunying and Lin Ping got married. Zhang Hongyuan secretly sent assassins, thinking that everything was foolproof, but he didn't expect to leave a hidden danger.

As a result, the city lord of Shancheng was killed, and Zhang Chengming was driven out of Jiangcheng.

Therefore, not killing Lin Ping back then was the biggest mistake.

Lin Ping ignored Zhang Hongyuan and immediately took out silver needles and catgut to suture Jiang Yunlie's wound. If it was delayed, even if the injury was healed, it might leave irreversible sequelae.

"Your Excellency, the outcome is decided. Shouldn't we proceed with the next match?" Zhang Hongyuan reminded him sarcastically, clearly not wanting to give Lin Ping any time.

"This……"

The Vice Minister of Rites hesitated, glancing at the Minister of Rites out of the corner of his eye, hoping for an answer.

Even though the Minister of Rites favored Lin Ping, he could not openly help him, especially since he vaguely sensed that the emperor's attitude towards Lin Ping had changed.

The Vice Minister of Rites did not show any mercy by kicking Lin Ping off the stage, as this would only worsen Jiang Yunlie's injuries.

He announced that the match would continue.

After the two men took the stage, they did not immediately attack each other, but instead directed their anger at Lin Ping.

When a wall falls, everyone pushes it down. Lin Ping and Jiang Yunlie are like that crumbling wall, and everyone wants to take advantage of the opportunity to suppress them to curry favor with the powerful.

"You brat, get down here right now, or don't blame me for being impolite." A cold-faced man swore and was already making a move to attack.

Since he was able to become a martial arts graduate, it means that he has some ability and the right to be arrogant.

He was initially somewhat wary of Jiang Yunlie, but now that Jiang Yunlie was seriously injured, Lin Ping was no match for him.

Lin Ping focused intently on suturing Jiang Yunlie, not even glancing at him.

He had to complete the surgery in the shortest possible time, leaving no room for error.

"You brat, you'll regret it if you don't listen to reason!" The stern-faced man suddenly threw a punch, aimed directly at Lin Ping's face.

This punch may seem ordinary, but it actually contains terrifying power. If it hits, it will definitely cause Lin Ping to bleed from the head.

Snapped!

Just as the heavy punch was about to land, Lin Ping grabbed the man's wrist in mid-air and then suddenly exerted force.

Click!

A cracking sound came from the other person's wrist; the bone had completely broken.