With a mere wave of four hands, dozens of men were defeated, some wounded, others dead. The remaining fighters were frozen in shock. They finally understood why those who had heard the names of these four immediately chose to surrender; these innate masters were far beyond their ability to confront. Even if they attacked together, the outcome would be the same...

People are not fools. Once they realized they stood no chance of victory, they valued their lives. Without waiting for the four to speak, the remaining martial artists leaped off the platform, all choosing to concede...

This scene greatly surprised the surrounding crowd. In their view, there should have been a grueling battle before a victor was decided, right? Yet, how long had it been? It felt as if the match had just begun, yet only four people remained on the stage.

Oh, no—five people...

Besides the four young masters, there was also a youth who looked no older than seventeen or eighteen...

Ye Jingyu stared blankly at the empty stage. In the blink of an eye, only he and these four monsters remained.

Of course, there were also a few cold corpses—the martial artists struck down instantly by Yue Youqun and Bieli.

“Boy, are we sending you down, or are you going down yourself?” Seeing that everyone else had smartly jumped off the platform, but one young man still stood there rooted, the four pairs of eyes fell upon Ye Jingyu. Among them, Yue Youqun’s disdainful voice rang out...

“Er...” Ye Jingyu instantly felt his mouth go dry and his throat tight...

Four innate masters... and four top-tier innate masters at that...

No matter how confident he was, he was no match for these four. But could he really just slink off like this? How could he then exact his great revenge?

“It seems you want me to send you on your way then...” Seeing Ye Jingyu dazed, Yue Youqun assumed he was reluctant to leave. With a sharp cry, his figure flashed, and he was instantly before Ye Jingyu, unleashing another Tiangang Fist toward him...

The white fist aura caused the air to hum loudly. Ye Jingyu was just about to dodge, but the punch slammed into his chest. An immense force washed over him, sending his body flying, and he felt an extremely domineering surge of energy flood his system—it was Yue Youqun’s innate Gang Qi...

The indescribable agony nearly made Ye Jingyu pass out (Read the full novel at 1.1.m.wenxue.net), but he stubbornly endured the terrifying blow. However, the fierce innate Gang Qi plunged into his body, seeming intent on destroying every function within him...

Even Ye Jingyu thought he was surely dead this time, but the strange power fused within his very cells suddenly surged out, completely devouring the invading innate Zhenqi...

In almost an instant, Ye Jingyu felt the recent agonizing pain vanish without a trace. If not for his body still arcing through the air, he would have sworn the opponent hadn't touched him at all...

This... what was happening?

Ye Jingyu’s heart filled with astonishment. He knew that the strange power within him had completely neutralized the opponent's innate Gang Qi...

It had even dissolved the violent kinetic force entirely...

“You court death, insolent thing...” At that moment, Yue Youqun’s icy voice returned, dragging the stunned Ye Jingyu back to reality...

Glancing at the four standing on the stage, recalling their power, a wicked, cunning smile suddenly curved the corner of his lips...

Zhenqi surged within his body, and bright, crimson blood was forced out by him. Opening his mouth, streams of bright red blood sprayed out—one bowl, then another, and another...

The spectacle was magnificent, utterly enjoyable...

His body crashed heavily onto the ground, convulsing violently a few times before becoming utterly still, as if dead beyond the possibility of death...

“Ah...” Below the stage, the Third Young Master Luo Ruofeng, along with Xiao Linzi and others, cried out in alarm. Especially Luo Ruofeng, who shot up from his seat. Clearly, he hadn't expected Ye Jingyu to be defeated so quickly, his life hanging in the balance...

An anxious expression crossed his face, as if he wanted to immediately send someone up to rescue him, but then he abruptly saw that Ye Jingyu had, at some unknown moment, turned his head, his pitch-black eyes blinking rapidly at him. Only then did he relax...

What trick was this fellow playing? Once Luo Ruofeng was sure Ye Jingyu was unharmed, he felt relieved, though a wave of curiosity stirred within him...

“Good. Now that all the irrelevant parties have been cleared, we can properly settle the score between us...” Having blasted Ye Jingyu away with one punch, Yue Youqun didn't even glance back. He turned and spoke to the other three...

A strike from his Tiangang Fist meant death even for an innate martial master, let alone a mere young martial artist of seventeen or eighteen?

“Heh heh, the last time I sparred with Brother Yue was three years ago. Today, let me experience Brother Yue’s ultimate Tiangang technique...” At this moment, Bieli, dressed entirely in purple, spoke calmly, but his body stepped forward...

“Heh heh, those who are heartless cannot be wounded. Then let me experience Brother Bieli’s uninjurable expertise...” Yue Youqun replied softly, his body already gliding toward Bieli...

Ying Xiaoxiao and Ye Longyi exchanged a look, smiles appearing on both their faces simultaneously, as their bodies rapidly converged toward each other...

Watching the four engage in fierce combat, the crowd below gasped in awe. How had the first preliminary round of the Shu Yun Kingdom Martial Examination turned into a grand contest among the four great masters of the younger generation?

However, being able to witness the four masters in action filled everyone with delight. Of course, if such formidable masters appeared in just the first preliminary round, along with a disciple from the Qinlong Sect, how many more experts would emerge from this Martial Examination?

Everyone’s hearts were filled with anticipation...

Meanwhile, within the Yun Jing Royal Palace, Luo Xiaofeng, clad in a silver-white brocade robe, sat upon his throne. As he listened to the reports relayed to him, his eternally impassive face shifted constantly...

The Qinlong Sect...

After three hundred years, people from the Qinlong Sect had actually resurfaced, and they were participating in this Martial Examination...

What were they thinking?

What scheme were they plotting?

Luo Xiaofeng's expression fluctuated. As a sovereign, he considered matters far beyond others and knew far more than others. Back then, the ancestor of the Qinlong Sect, Huangfu Yun, engaged in a world-shattering battle with Xuanyuan Jue. It could be said that after that battle, the Huangfu family and the Xuanyuan family had forged an unyielding enmity. For many years, the primary reason the Qinlong Sect had remained hidden was to evade the pursuit of the Xuanyuan family. After all, the Xuanyuan Clan controlled the entire Tianyuan Empire; such immense power rendered even the greatest martial sects futile...