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

"What's going on? How did I end up outside the arena? It's sorcery, it must be sorcery!" the chubby boy cried out in panic, running around wildly like a madman.

He was right. At the last moment, Lin Ping did use "sorcery". When the powerful X-rays entered the little fat boy's pupils, his mind was in a daze, which is why he jumped off the stage on his own.

Lin Ping felt a pang of guilt, after all, he had promised the other party not to use "demonic magic".

However, in Lin Ping's view, X-rays are not magic, but a scientific method, and the two are completely opposite.

woohoo hoo...

Beads of sweat the size of soybeans fell like a torrential downpour. Treating Jiang Yunlie's injuries had already exhausted him, and the full X-ray just now had almost left him completely drained.

Fortunately, the wound suturing surgery has been completed, and Lin Ping can breathe a sigh of relief for the time being.

Just before Lu Jie stepped onto the stage, Lin Ping led Jiang Yunlie off, averting the worst-case scenario.

"You're lucky you ran away in time, otherwise I would have broken your legs," Lu Jie said viciously, finally venting his anger on his opponent.

The match ended quickly, with the opponent suffering a broken leg.

With that, the third round of the competition came to an end.

The four winners are Zhang Hongyuan, Lu Jie, Lin Ping, and Ling Ziqi.

In the next match, Zhang Hongyuan will face Lu Jie, and Lin Ping will face Ling Ziqi.

Ling Ziqi's strength is mediocre. If it weren't for Lin Ping's help, she would probably have been defeated by her opponent long ago.

The outcome of their battle was never in doubt; Ling Ziqi even considered surrendering.

The match between Zhang Hongyuan and Lu Jie became the focus of everyone's attention, and they treated it as the final.

Whoever wins will easily obtain the title of martial arts champion.

The two on the stage quickly entered battle mode, their figures rapidly moving across the arena, creating a lively and exciting scene of flashing swords and clashing blades.

The audience was on the edge of their seats, barely daring to breathe.

"It was absolutely brilliant, we deserved our defeat."

"It was more than just wonderful, it was a battle of the highest order. Young Master Lu is the son of a great general, and Young Master Xiao is also from a prestigious family. His sharp sword technique is said to be his own creation. They are truly martial arts prodigies."

“Unlike some people who only possess some sorcery, these two young masters will surely cut them off with a single sword strike, preventing them from continuing to bewitch people.”

The crowd was abuzz with discussion, praising Zhang Hongyuan and Lu Jie while simultaneously belittling Lin Ping.

From the beginning until now, Lin Ping has been on a winning streak, winning without ever showing any real strength, so it's no wonder that others are belittling him.

At this moment, Lin Ping sat on the ground, leaning against a stone pillar, his eyes closed and his face pale.

When he learned that Zhang Hongyuan had reached the White Lotus Realm, he was already at a disadvantage. He had just exhausted almost all his strength, and the chances of winning were slim. He had to recover his strength as soon as possible.

"Brother-in-law, quickly observe these two's tactics, lest you suffer losses after going on stage," Jiang Yunlie said anxiously.

As the saying goes, "Know yourself and know your enemy, and you will win every battle." Lin Ping's blindness will inevitably lead to his downfall.

“Zhang Hongyuan won. He hid his strength and deliberately provoked Lu Jie. His style was the Lotus Sword Technique, which I knew even with my eyes closed.”

Lin Ping said calmly.

Lu Jie was just a brave man; he could handle ordinary martial arts candidates, but against a martial arts master like Zhang Hongyuan, he was no match for him.

But he was, after all, the son of a great general, and someone Zhang Hongyuan and his group were trying to win over; they couldn't let him suffer such a crushing defeat.

Zhang Hongyuan even pretended to be in grave danger, giving Lu Jie plenty of face.

Lin Ping couldn't have been happier if this happened; the longer the fight went on, the more his stamina he would recover.

"Damn it, this kid is really tough to deal with." After hundreds of exchanges, Lu Jie was so angry that his teeth itched. Although he managed to suppress Zhang Hongyuan every time, he still couldn't win.

His stamina was waning, and he needed to win the game as soon as possible.

Even if the son of a great general wins a fierce battle with the enemy after hundreds of rounds, he will not have any glory to show for it.

Zhang Hongyuan brandished his longsword without changing his expression, deliberately feigning that he was panting heavily.

For him, fighting Lu Jie was child's play, so how could he possibly feel tired?

"I admit you're quite strong, but unfortunately you've met me. Prepare to die!"

Lu Jie gripped the sword with both hands, lifted his toes off the ground, and moved his body and the sword in perfect alignment, almost achieving a state of oneness with the sword.

The sword was aimed straight at Zhang Hongyuan's chest, clearly indicating that the attacker intended to kill him.

Zhang Hongyuan was mostly tolerant of him, but he didn't know how to be grateful; this was the unique arrogance of the son of a great general.

"With your meager strength, you're a disgrace to the Great General," Zhang Hongyuan thought to himself, a cold smile playing on his lips.

"Since you are so skilled in light footwork, I might as well give you another kick."

As Lu Jie approached, Zhang Hongyuan's figure became blurry. He kicked Lu Jie hard in the abdomen, sending his falling body flying even higher.

"What's going on?" Lu Jie stared incredulously at the rising body. He hadn't even felt Zhang Hongyuan's movements and mistakenly thought he had missed his target.

When he came to his senses, he found himself outside the ring.

"Oh no, we're going to fail."

Lu Jie was taken aback. He twisted his body forcefully, doing several somersaults in the air, but finally landed outside the ring.

"Thank you for your humility, Young Master Lu. You are the son of a great general and would disdain the title of martial arts champion, but I urgently need it. I have no way to repay your great kindness."

Before the Vice Minister of Rites could announce the results, Zhang Hongyuan had already bowed and said goodbye.

He not only wanted to make Lu Jie look good, but also wanted to make it clear that he did it on purpose.

Even if one is resentful, one cannot resort to violence in front of the king; one can only accept the king's kindness.

"Hmph, a mere martial arts champion title is hardly my goal. I don't want to be burdened by official positions. I'd rather go to the army to make a name for myself. That's what a real man should do."

Lu Jie went down the slope and said arrogantly.

"Lin Ping, Ling Ziqi, come on stage."

By this time, Lin Ping had recovered a lot of strength and walked up steadily.

Ling Ziqi somersaulted several times in mid-air and landed directly in the middle, her aura several times stronger than Lin Ping's.

"Hahaha, look at how clumsy this kid is, he definitely won't last a single round."

“I saw that his legs were shaking, he might have already wet his pants.”

"Ling Juren quickly slapped him away, no, no, he should have stomped him to the ground."

The cheers from the audience were overwhelming, and everyone thought Ling Ziqi had the victory in the bag.

Only Ling Ziqi herself, with a sour face, asked tremblingly:

"Will you use sorcery or hidden weapons?"

As he spoke, he unconsciously took two steps back, fearing that he had fallen victim to Lin Ping's sorcery or that a hidden weapon might suddenly attack him.

"Only children make choices; adults choose everything!"

Lin Ping smiled strangely, a dagger suddenly appearing in his hand, and even took two symbolic steps forward.

These words terrified the other party, turning them as pale as paper. What grudge could they possibly have? They were using sorcery and hidden weapons.

Ling Ziqi quickly retreated to the side of the arena, leaving enough distance to deal with hidden weapons. He dared not get too close to the edge, lest he jump off on his own.

"Since you want to escape, I'll grant your wish." Lin Ping smiled faintly, already having made up his mind.

What he lacks most is still time; he needs to recover his strength as much as possible, but he can't let the stalemate continue indefinitely.

call out!

A silver needle flew from Lin Ping's hand, grazing Ling Ziqi's cheek.

The other person was so frightened that they broke out in a sweat and ran even faster.

Lin Ping walked to the very center of the arena, sat down on the ground, and leisurely opened his leather bag, revealing dozens of silver needles.

Next, Lin Ping would send out a silver needle every now and then, which would almost always glide across Ling Ziqi's body.

Ling Ziqi became a rapidly sliding compass, constantly moving around the center without daring to slack off.

Such a match was not exciting at all; there were no thrilling moments, and it couldn't even attract the audience's attention.

"Hmph, I knew long ago that this kid wasn't very capable."

"What kind of hero uses hidden weapons all the time?"

"Your Majesty should punish him immediately!"

Another round of discussion broke out in the audience.

The Vice Minister of Rites tried to speak several times, but was stopped by the Minister of Rites. Before the emperor made a statement, they, as his subjects, should not express their opinions.

Seeing that there were only a few silver needles left in the leather bag, Ling Ziqi breathed a slight sigh of relief. Just as he was about to approach, Lin Ping took out three more leather bags.

"A doctor who goes out without a needle is definitely not a medical genius!"

Lin Ping chuckled, even revealing his two large, white front teeth.

puff……

Ling Ziqi almost spat out a mouthful of blood, not only because she was frightened by Lin Ping, but also because she was furious with him.

If he continues to move at this high speed, his body will eventually give out.

“Young Master Lin’s hidden weapons are indeed formidable, but they are not the actions of a true man,” Ling Ziqi said, forcing a smile.

"Hidden weapons? Where did you get hidden weapons? You mean these silver needles?" Lin Ping asked back.

"Otherwise what? Don't they have any shame?" Ling Ziqi cursed inwardly, but forced a smile and nodded, "Exactly!"

"Young Master Ling, you misunderstand. This is not a hidden weapon, but a way to treat your injuries. But you don't appreciate it and keep dodging it," Lin Ping said innocently.

"Injuries? Young Master Lin said I'm sick?" Ling Ziqi was somewhat annoyed. As a dignified martial arts graduate, being told that someone is sick is never a pleasant thing.

"If I'm not mistaken, Young Master Ling often suffers from a dull headache."

Ling Ziqi was taken aback. Although he hadn't considered it a serious illness, he had indeed been experiencing symptoms recently.

"Young Master Lin is indeed a miraculous doctor. May I ask how you will treat me?"

"It's very simple, just acupuncture will do. I'll treat you right away, and the competition can be postponed," Lin Ping replied with a smile.

Given the enemy's strength and our weakness, can Ling Ziqi voice any objections?

Of course not!

He cautiously walked up to the forest and watched as the silver needles pierced his scalp.

He was somewhat worried, but fortunately, with everyone watching, Lin Ping dared not do anything reckless.

After dozens of silver needles were inserted into her scalp, Ling Ziqi felt a warm sensation throughout her body, and the throbbing pain completely disappeared.

"It's healed." Lin Ping slowly pulled out the silver needles.

He deliberately slowed down the treatment process in order to regain his strength.

"Can we restart the match?" Ling Ziqi asked.

"Of course." Lin Ping nodded as he threw a punch.

Before Ling Ziqi could react, a heavy punch landed on his chest, and his body was launched like a cannonball, eventually landing outside the ring.