Bringing advanced martial arts techniques to a low-level martial arts world

Chapter 41 Martial Arts Tournament for a Bride

Three days passed in the blink of an eye. Sheng Wansong did not waste time asking about the female thief, and the female thief Han Lingsha did not appear in front of him again.

On the day of the martial arts contest to choose a husband, the area around the arena was packed with people.

This is the marriage selection ceremony for the only daughter of the Lin Family Fortress Master. If she is chosen, she will save herself thirty years of detours.

It was fortunate that the Lin family did not publicize the martial arts contest, but only held it in Suzhou City; otherwise, martial artists from all over the country would have blocked the city.

As for why they didn't publicly recruit a son-in-law...

Perhaps it stems from the pride of Suzhou people.

People from out of town, don't even bother with us.

The process of the martial arts contest for marriage in Linjiabao was also unique. It did not involve a group of contestants going on stage to select the strongest, nor did it involve setting questions to screen those who passed.

It is a very rare type of rule.

Whoever can defeat Lin Xian'er, the only daughter of the Lin family, can become her husband.

The Lin family's secret martial arts are the sword and finger techniques. In addition to the sword, the girl on the stage also carries a large spear on her back.

According to the people around, this Miss Lin's mother was from the Wu family and brought military martial arts to Lin Family Fortress.

Lin Xian'er has been skilled in both spear and sword since childhood, but she is not interested in her family's finger techniques.

In no time at all, more than ten people had been knocked off the stage by Lin Xian'er.

This young lady Lin wielded her sword with the grace and agility of willow catkins, and none of the dozen or so people who came up on stage could last three moves against her.

The big gun on his back never got used.

After observing for a while, Anlan came to a conclusion.

"She can't beat me!"

He added, "It's the same even if you're carrying a gun!"

Sheng Wansong patted her head and said, "You were born with both your Ren and Du meridians open, which means you have thirty years less of the hard work and dedication that most people need."

"Although this Miss Lin Xian'er is quite skilled, she can only barely be considered a second-rate martial artist. She is much weaker than that Ghost-Seeing-Sorrow, so how could she be your match?"

The Lin family's little princess is of average ability, so the rules for her to go on stage are naturally very strict.

There are requirements regarding the age, family background, appearance, and physique of those who step into the ring.

Countless young people came with the hope of getting lucky, only to be told otherwise.

You are not qualified.

"You're not qualified."

They could only stand aside and watch helplessly as one well-dressed young man after another ran onto the stage.

Although Sheng Wansong met the age requirement and considered himself to be good-looking, his family background was not good enough, so he was not qualified to compete.

Barring exceptional circumstances, Sheng Wansong does not intend to arbitrarily break the established and reasonable rules.

This is a major event for them, so naturally we have to follow their wishes.

Since the rules were not met, Sheng Wansong only intended to be a quiet spectator and would not force his way onto the stage.

Although Lin Xian'er was quite skilled, she ultimately failed to achieve a continuous flow of internal energy through her Ren and Du meridians. After fighting for more than ten rounds, she was panting heavily, clearly exhausted.

At this moment, another young master felt that the time was right and climbed onto the arena.

Yes, climb, not jump.

The young master's climbing movements resembled those of a toad, drawing laughter from everyone present.

"Lin Mei, if I win, you will be my wife."

Lin Xian'er was so angry she was speechless. For the first time, she drew the large spear from her back and swung it, the shaft of which struck the young master hard on the buttocks.

This young master had never practiced martial arts, and he was hit by a stick so hard that he fell face-first to his knees.

"Wait! Wait!"

He hurriedly begged for mercy, "I wasn't prepared! You attacked me from behind!"

Lin Xian'er didn't stop, and slapped his buttocks several times, making him bounce forward several centimeters each time.

After five consecutive blows, he was pulled off the stage.

The attendants who had been waiting below the arena stepped forward and helped their young master home.

Before leaving, he didn't forget to utter a harsh threat, "You just wait!"

Lin Xian'er made a gesture to the emcee.

The emcee immediately shouted, "The martial arts contest for marriage is temporarily over. It will continue in one hour."

Lin Xian'er went backstage and picked up the kettle to gulp down water.

Lin Wangbei sat to the side, helplessly advising his only daughter:

"Xian'er, that young master Zhang is the second son of the provincial governor. How could you humiliate him in public like this?"

"Your actions will require your father to come and apologize to you later."

Lin Xian'er glared at her father, her tone disdainful, "Father! Your swordsmanship, your finger techniques, aren't fast enough! Not ruthless enough! That's why you have to be so subservient!"

"Look at you, where is the air of a江湖人 (jianghu person, a person from the martial arts world)? People who know you will know you are the lord of the Lin family, but people who don't will think you are an official."

"Back then, the entire Lin family in the capital was wiped out, and your younger brother's family died a violent death. As the eldest brother, you remained indifferent and didn't even dare to investigate the truth."

Lin Wangbei didn't take it to heart and changed the subject, saying, "With so many talented young people on stage this time, didn't you find one you liked?"

"I've said it before, I won't marry a man weaker than me!"

Lin Xian'er's tone was firm, "Besides, if it weren't for you adding so many rules, Father, wouldn't all those weak and helpless young masters be the ones going up on stage!"

The Lin family patriarch sighed and said, "This isn't a daughter's wedding, it's a son-in-law's wedding. It should be Xian'er who's getting married."

"Just pick one you like and let them pass."

Lin Wangbei compromised, saying, "After we get married and we produce an heir for the Lin family, whether you want a divorce or to roam the martial world is up to you!"

Seed preservation.

Lin Xian'er was utterly disappointed and took two steps back, saying, "Since you only want to leave a lineage for the Lin family, why bother about whether this martial artist comes from the government or the common people?"

"You're too young to understand."

Lin Wangbei resorted to his old argument, "The martial world isn't about fighting and killing, but about human relationships and social interactions."

"Relying on martial arts, my Lin Family Fortress has reached its limit."

"If we want to go further and become the seventh largest sect in the martial arts world, we must rely on the power of the government."

Although Sheng Wansong was outside the arena amidst the noise, he was fully aware of the discussions taking place inside.

"I never imagined that the Lin family of Suzhou and the Lin family of the capital were actually related."

"The massacre of the Lin family in the capital was orchestrated by that scoundrel of an emperor. It's understandable that the Lin family patriarch wouldn't dare to intervene, but his attitude is nothing like that of a sect leader; it's more like that of a lackey."

"I wonder if the massacre of the Lin family has terrified him."

"Lin Xian'er is a complete江湖儿女 (jianghu heroine/woman of the martial arts world); both father and daughter are too extreme."

While pondering, Lin Xian'er returned to the stage, and the martial arts contest to find a husband began again.

The rules remained unchanged, and all those who went on stage were young masters.

After a series of battles, dusk had fallen, and still no one could defeat Lin Xian'er.

Lin Xian'er's face was full of disappointment. Just as she was about to end today's marriage proposal, an uninvited guest arrived.

The person leaped down from the distant rooftops, displaying astonishing skill in light-footed movement.

"What a beautiful young lady."

"You should come back to the Valley of Villains with me and live a good life."

Among the crowd, someone recognized the person who had suddenly come up on stage.

"It's the eighth most notorious villain in Evil Valley, the flower thief Jade-Faced Bee!"