Section Chief Misa

"Brother Kong, Old Third Liu, Dao Zhengmu,"

The White-Browed Bat King hurriedly called out three names, his expression turning serious. "Now that we're all here, brothers, let's not hold back anymore, shall we?"

Before the words were finished, two thin elderly men stepped forward from the crowd.

To Lu Bai's surprise, the old man he was holding also sighed, shook off his hand, and slowly walked to the front.

"The old man knew it wouldn't be that simple."

Dao Zhengmu sighed and scratched his head, which had almost no hair left.

The four prisoners who stepped forward all had one thing in common: they all looked to be in their seventies or eighties, and their bodies were thin due to long-term malnutrition.

Lu Bai silently withdrew his hand, intending to watch the older generation perform first.

If nothing unexpected happens, these four old men are most likely martial artists at the Grandmaster level.

Although the White-Browed Bat King summoned the other three Grandmaster, it seemed more like he wanted them to come out and provide support.

Without waiting for them to come up and lend a hand, he walked straight toward Section Chief Misa.

The distance between the two closed to only half a step.

The White-Browed Bat King held his breath, clenched his fist, and swung it.

His aged body suddenly erupted with an unbelievable ferocity, his frail frame seemingly transforming into a raging inferno.

With a single punch, an exaggerated shockwave swept out, and a sharp gust of wind swept backward, knocking over many of the prisoners gathered at the exit.

Unfortunately, Section Chief Misa, standing directly in front of the White-Browed Bat King, remained completely unfazed and retaliated with a punch of his own.

Boom!!!

It was hard to imagine that the physical body could vibrate and generate such powerful energy fluctuations, as if they were about to solidify into a visible substance. The terrifying power of the energy startled all the prisoners.

But the clash was not a stalemate; the outcome was decided in an instant.

The White-Browed Bat King, whose imposing aura was terrifying, was defeated on the spot. His tightly clenched fist was shattered into pieces by the Section Chief Misa, and blood splattered everywhere.

Tiny fragments of finger bone even pierced the skin and splattered out.

With the momentum of his punch still lingering, Section Chief Misa a powerful blow to White-Browed Bat King's chest, sending him flying backward.

All of this happened in an instant; no one had time to stop it.

"What!"

"Impossible?"

Upon witnessing this scene, some prisoners couldn't help but gasp in shock, feeling a chill run through their bodies.

Those prisoners who knew the name "White-Browed Bat King" were well aware of just how outrageous and ruthless he had been before his imprisonment; otherwise, it would have been impossible for him to rally so many prisoners to escape with him with a single call.

It's simply unacceptable that they lost so easily to Section Chief Misa.

Section Chief Misa didn't give chase. He waved his hand and sighed, "What a pity, I won't have the chance to witness the legendary White-Browed Bat King in his prime."

"Youth has an advantage in boxing."

Dao Zhengmu seemed to just realize something. He chuckled and added, "Besides, the little food you arranged is barely enough to keep us old codgers alive. We don't even have the strength to throw a punch."

"In that case, wouldn't it be better to obediently go back to your cell and stay there?"

Section Chief Misa countered with a question.

"Give it a try, old man. I just think that if we team up to deal with you, it shouldn't be considered bullying the weak, right?"

Dao Zhengmu stretched his shoulders and turned to look to the side.

He wasn't the only one summoned by the White-Browed Bat King.

And then there's Brother Kong and Old Third Liu, but unfortunately they're both just skin and bones old men.

If nothing unexpected happens, they were probably powerful figures in their own right before they went to prison.

"Yes, you're the first junior to force me, Old Kong, to join forces with someone."

Brother Kong started off with a smile, then quickly changed the subject. "Old guys, let's go side by side!"

With a swift movement of his feet, he lunged at Section Chief Misa with unstoppable momentum, his thin, aged body possessing unparalleled strength and speed.

At the same time, Section Chief Misa seemed to be surrounded by an invisible force, and the space around him visibly distorted.

This is a sign that Internal Energy has become sufficient to be released outwards, with surging and powerful energy fluctuations.

Facing Brother Kong's attack, Section Chief Misa neither dodged nor avoided, but directly swung his invincible fist to meet it.

With each punch he threw, it seemed as if a surging river was boiling, accompanied by the sounds of dragons roaring and horses neighing.

Bang!

After the terrifying sound, the difference in their abilities became immediately apparent.

Brother Kong's body seemed to be completely shattered by this punch, and he spat out blood.

This Section Chief Misa, was practically a god of war, crippling two martial artists of the same level with his bare hands while remaining completely unharmed himself.

Seeing Brother Kong's figure being blasted back rapidly, Dao Zhengmu, who had only run halfway, had to stop.

Enraged, he roared, "Idiot! Do you think you're still young? Don't try to fight this kid head-on, use your experience!"

Old Third Liu clearly realized this and began to retreat as quickly as he touched the water.

Dao Zhengmu quickly joined the fray.

The two old men made dozens of attacks in a short period of time, but they were all purely harassing attacks, and they couldn't even leave any injury on Section Chief Misa.

Given the terrifying physical abilities of Grandmaster- level expert, they could probably fight this kind of low-intensity battle for a whole day and night without feeling tired.

Section Chief Misa two Grandmaster artists with two punches and could still easily deal with the remaining Grandmaster.

The prisoners present were clearly stunned by the Section Chief's formidable performance. Even though a considerable number of the prisoners were Innate Martial Artist, they could hardly muster any fighting spirit in the face of such an unbelievable feat.

Lu Bai, who was mixed in with the crowd, was fine, but he was thinking about how to deal with the guy blocking his way.

It should be noted that, due to time constraints, he did not use his Internal Energy to temper his entire body; he only barely managed to temper his right hand.

Therefore, in a sense, he was a Grandmaster -level expert who was extremely specialized in one area.

In terms of speed and defense, he is no different from ordinary people; only in terms of attack does he barely touch the realm of Grandmaster.

It's no exaggeration to say that, given the ferocity of Section Chief Misa, he would probably only have one chance to strike.

Snap

Suddenly Section Chief Misa opened his palm and, just as Old Third Liu threw a punch, abruptly closed it, clenching Old Third Liu's fist in his palm.

He muttered to himself, "They're all elderly people with one foot in the grave; it's best to let them rest in peace as soon as possible."

Hearing the other person's low mutterings, Old Third Liu was startled and was about to forcefully pull his hand back.

Section Chief Misa didn't give him that chance; he moved his foot and suddenly delivered a Sword Step jab.

Puff!

A cloud of blood mist burst from Old Third Liu's back; he had been pierced through by this punch.

He casually tossed aside the half-dead Old Third Liu, then turned to Dao Zhengmu, who was left. "So you're the only one left, huh?"

Before Dao Zhengmu could speak, Lu Bai, standing in the crowd, waved with a smile.

"Could you please give me some face? I can't let you kill this old man."