At that moment, one of the four initial Xiantian Martial Masters, a man named Ying Xiaoxiao, had already reached the back of the dark-faced man, raising his palm to strike the man's heart...

The dark-faced man snorted coldly, suddenly shot out his hind leg, kicking towards Ying Xiaoxiao's lower flank at an unbelievable angle. Such incredible speed, such a treacherous trajectory—it was utterly perplexing...

"Divine Dragon Swings its Tail?" A collective gasp rose from the crowd...

Ying Xiaoxiao’s expression changed drastically. How could he have anticipated the dark-faced man employing the Divine Dragon Swings its Tail so unexpectedly at this critical juncture?

If he were merely a Martial Master, evading such a sudden attack would be nearly impossible. But he was, after all, a master of the Xiantian realm. Though difficult to dodge, the Xiantian True Qi within his body erupted violently, forming a powerful protective aura before him...

With a sharp bang, the dark-faced man’s kick landed heavily upon that barrier, instantly shattering the protective layers of Qi that shielded him...

However, the dark-faced man’s right leg went numb. Just then, another Martial Master landed a punch squarely on his chest, sending his body heavily flying backward, directly off the edge of the martial stage...

Thus eliminated...

"Xiantian True Qi? He is a Xiantian Martial Master?" Even though the dark-faced man’s Divine Dragon Swings its Tail had exposed Ying Xiaoxiao’s identity, the moment the outwardly projecting Gang Qi was visible, someone cried out in shock. For these Martial Masters, a Xiantian Martial Master posed a far greater threat than the dark-faced man...

In an instant, those Martial Masters who had been surrounding and attacking the dark-faced man immediately lunged toward Ying Xiaoxiao. They knew perfectly well that if they couldn't defeat the Xiantian Martial Master by the end, they stood absolutely no chance of winning...

Seeing everyone rush toward him, Ying Xiaoxiao felt utterly frustrated. He had intended to conceal his strength, but he hadn't expected the dark-faced man's single Divine Dragon Swings its Tail to force him into unleashing his Xiantian Gang Qi...

Of course, with his strength as a Xiantian Martial Master, he shouldn't fear these common opponents. But the critical issue was that three other Xiantian masters were present. If they were to hide among the masses and launch a sneak attack, how could he possibly win?

"Yue Youqun, Bielie, Ye Longyi, what are you waiting for? Let's dispose of these useless pieces first, then we can duel..." At this juncture, Ying Xiaoxiao could no longer hold back and roared out...

In that instant, the crowd erupted into a frenzy...

Tiangang Sect, Wushang Sect, Longhu Sect—these were all major powers near Yunjing. And Yue Youqun, Bielie, and Ye Longyi were the martial geniuses of these three sects. To martial artists, even if they hadn't seen them, they had certainly heard of their names. After all, stepping into the Xiantian realm before the age of twenty was beyond mere genius...

Such peerless talents were participating in this martial examination, and even worse, in the same bracket as them. Did they still have any hope?

Xiantian masters were not all equal; they had tiers. If these were ordinary Xiantian masters, perhaps they could stand a fight by swarming them. But these three were all super-geniuses who had reached the Xiantian realm years ago. Given their inherent talent, they should currently be at least at the peak of the Xiantian level, with the Grandmaster realm only a matter of time. How could they possibly deal with such experts?

It was important to remember: theoretically, one Martial Apprentice could handle one or two common people; a Martial Warrior could handle at least seven or eight; a Martial Master could deal with thirty to forty. But a single Xiantian Martial Master was sufficient to handle four to five hundred people—a tenfold difference! It would take at least ten Martial Masters just to barely contend with one Xiantian Martial Master, let alone three peak Xiantian masters...

Upon hearing their names, several participants quickly retreated. They had no desire to throw their lives away needlessly. If they hadn't suspected the situation was fake, they might have withdrawn earlier...

"Ying Xiaoxiao, you are truly ruthless..." At this point, Yue Youqun of the Tiangang Sect roared, but he stopped holding back. The Xiantian Gang Qi within his body was fully unleashed, surging directly toward the surrounding Martial Masters...

Hearing the three names, the rest of the contestants lost all fighting spirit. At least several dozen men jumped off the stage, automatically conceding...

Challenging the strong was courage; challenging someone dozens of times stronger than oneself was sheer idiocy...

Facing that formidable Xiantian Gang Qi, they had absolutely no chance of resistance...

However, not everyone knew the true capabilities of these four. Over twenty contestants remaining on the stage were from distant regions. They might have heard of these names but certainly did not know their actual power. Realizing now that these four were Xiantian experts, they all charged toward the quartet...

"A group of trash..." Yue Youqun, clad in a long white robe, snorted coldly. Suddenly, he took a deep breath, clenched his right fist, and a white fist-qi instantly formed, blasting forward...

Rumble... The intense fist-qi slammed into the three Martial Masters rushing toward him. Facing this terrifying Xiantian Gang Qi, they had no opportunity to resist. Their bodies were instantly blasted away, vomiting large mouthfuls of blood...

Tiangang Fist...

One of the ultimate skills of the Tiangang Sect, something ordinary men could never emulate...

"Brother Yue is truly formidable..." At this moment, Bielie, dressed in a long purple robe, smiled faintly. He suddenly extended two fingers, and an energy stream was felt piercing the air, shooting toward the Martial Masters charging at him...

Hiss, hiss, hiss... With several soft sounds, at least three Martial Masters simultaneously sported a bloody hole in their chests, blood spraying out like from a broken faucet... Their bodies slowly collapsed...

"Brother Bielie's Heartless Finger is truly heartless..." On the other side, Ye Longyi, wearing black martial attire, also smiled faintly. As he spoke, he half-crouched, his fists moving rapidly over his chest. The Xiantian True Qi inside him surged outward wildly. Vaguely, it seemed a dragon was coiled and a tiger lay crouched behind his back...

"Dragon Tiger Battle!" Ye Longyi roared suddenly, swinging both fists simultaneously. The oppressive Xiantian True Qi erupted, directly blasting several Xiantian Martial Masters who had just reached him backward. Their bodies were instantly crisscrossed with dozens of bloody gashes, as if clawed by a dragon or bitten by a tiger...

"Since my esteemed brothers have made their move, then let me show you my Shadowless Tracking Leg..." Seeing the three act, Ying Xiaoxiao made no polite delay. His figure flickered, vanishing from sight. Before the crowd could react, three screams echoed, and then three Martial Masters were seen flying backward, landing heavily on the ground, utterly unable to rise again...

The Four Great Masters, the Four Great Ultimate Skills...

The entire scene was utterly stunned...

Even Ye Jingyu’s usually calm face showed a look of terror...

Is this what a Xiantian master truly is?