"Brother Kong, Liu the Third, Dao Zheng Wood,"

White Eyebrow Bat King urgently called out three names, his expression turning serious: "Since we’re all here, why don’t we stop hiding our capabilities?"

Before he finished speaking, two frail old men stepped forward from the crowd.

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

"I knew it wouldn’t be this simple,"

Dao Zheng Wood sighed, scratching his nearly bald head.

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

Lv Bai silently withdrew his hand, planning to watch these elderly warriors perform.

Without any surprises, these four old men were likely Grandmaster Realm martial artists.

Although White Eyebrow Bat King had called out the three other Grandmasters, it seemed more like he wanted them to support him.

Without waiting for their assistance, he headed straight for Misa Prison Warden.

The distance between them closed to half a step.

White Eyebrow Bat King held his breath, clenched his fist, and swung.

Despite his advanced age, an unbelievable fierce aura exploded from his body, and his frail figure seemed to transform into a burning flame.

With a punch, a dramatic surge of wind swept through, and the gathered prisoners near the exit were knocked over.

Unfortunately, Misa Prison Warden, facing White Eyebrow Bat King directly, remained unfazed, also responding with a punch.

Boom!!! 𝑓𝑟𝑒𝘦𝓌𝑒𝑏𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝘭.𝒸𝘰𝑚

It’s hard to imagine that a physical body could generate such powerful energy waves, almost solidifying visibly, the terrifying momentum shocking all the prisoners.

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

The exaggeratedly imposing White Eyebrow Bat King was defeated on the spot, his tightly clenched fist shattered by Misa Prison Warden’s punch, blood splattering.

Small bone fragments even pierced through the skin, spraying out.

With the momentum of a single blow, Misa Prison Warden delivered another heavy punch to White Eyebrow Bat King’s chest, sending his entire body flying backward.

All this happened in a flash, leaving no time for anyone to stop it.

"What!"

"Impossible?"

Upon witnessing this scene, some prisoners couldn’t help but gasp in astonishment, feeling a chill down their spines.

Those who knew the reputation of White Eyebrow Bat King understood just how fearsome he was before imprisonment. Otherwise, how could he rally so many prisoners for an escape?

Yet to be defeated so easily in front of Misa Prison Warden was simply unbearable.

Misa Prison Warden did not pursue further, shaking his hand, sighing: "What a pity, no chance to see you in your prime, White Eyebrow Bat King."

"A young fist is to be feared,"

Dao Zheng Wood, as if just realizing, chuckled: "Moreover, the amount of food you provided barely keeps us old folks alive, let alone allows us to punch with strength."

"If that’s the case, why not obediently stay in your cells?"

Misa Prison Warden retorted.

"Why not try? I just think, if we join forces against you, it doesn’t count as bullying you with numbers, does it?"

Dao Zheng Wood flexed his shoulders, turning his head aside.

White Eyebrow Bat King had called upon not just him.

There was also Brother Kong and Liu the Third, but they too were frail, skin and bones old men.

Without surprise, before imprisonment, they were likely dominant figures in their own right.

"Indeed, you are the first youngster to force me, Old Kong, to join hands with others."

Brother Kong said with a grin, quickly changing his tone: "Old guys, let’s stand together!"

He moved his foot, charging towards Misa Prison Warden with an unstoppable force, his frail, elderly body possessing unparalleled strength and speed.

At the same time, Misa Prison Warden appeared to be surrounded by an invisible force, causing visible distortions in the surrounding space.

This was a sign of Inner Strength being sufficient to manifest outwardly, the energy waves turbulent and surging.

Facing the attacking Brother Kong, Misa Prison Warden did not dodge but struck forth with his own unbreakable fist.

As his fist swung, it seemed as if a mighty river was boiling, with sounds of dragon roars and horse neighs echoing.

Bang!

After the terrible sound, the outcome was immediately clear.

Brother Kong’s body seemed to be shattered by this punch entirely, spitting blood.

This Misa Prison Warden appeared like a war god, crippling two Grandmaster martial artists by hand, yet remaining unscathed himself.

As Brother Kong’s body was blasted backward, Dao Zheng Wood, having charged halfway, had to halt.

He cursed angrily: "Idiot! Do you think you’re still young? Don’t clash directly with this youngster, use your experience to fight!"

Liu the Third evidently realized this, starting to flit in and out like a dragonfly skimming the surface.

Dao Zheng Wood quickly joined the melee.

The two old men struck dozens of times in a short span, but they were all harassing attacks, unable even to inflict minor injuries on this Misa Prison Warden.

Given the terrifying physical qualities of a Grandmaster level expert, such low-intensity fighting would not tire him even over a day and a night.

Misa Prison Warden had crippled two Grandmaster martial artists with just two punches and still casually dealt with the remaining two Grandmaster martial artists.

The prisoners present were evidently stunned by the warden’s formidable display. Even though a substantial number of innate martial artists were mixed among them, in the face of such astounding achievement, they couldn’t muster much fighting spirit.

Among the crowd, Lv Bai remained calm, pondering how to deal with this person blocking their path.

Due to time limitations, he hadn’t fully tempered his body with Inner Strength, only managing to temper his right hand.

In a certain sense, he was an extremely biased Grandmaster level expert.

In terms of speed and defense, he was no different from an ordinary person, only in attack did he barely touch the Grandmaster level.

To put it bluntly, given Misa Prison Warden’s ferocity, he probably had only one chance to strike.

Pa~

Misa Prison Warden suddenly opened his palm, and as Liu the Third’s punch came in, he clamped it, seizing Liu the Third’s fist in his hand.

He muttered to himself: "You’re all practically halfway to the grave; it’s better to let you rest in peace sooner."

Hearing these low murmurs, Liu the Third was startled, attempting to pull his hand back forcefully.

But Misa Prison Warden didn’t give him the chance, moving quickly, launching a sudden lunge punch.

Puff!

A burst of blood mist erupted from Liu the Third’s back, as the punch pierced through him.

Casually discarding the half-dead Liu the Third, he turned to the remaining Dao Zheng Wood: "So it’s just you left, huh?"

Before Dao Zheng Wood could speak, Lv Bai in the crowd chuckled and waved.

"Can you give me some face? Don’t let this old man die at your hands."