He was in the Ming Dynasty, and his adoptive father was Governor Cao.

A particularly burly man, whose arms were almost as thick as an average person's thighs, roared and with a snap, tore the hundred-pound shackles off his body.

"Shi Biao?!"

Upon hearing the sound, the five looked over and exclaimed in shock, "How...how has his internal energy recovered?!"

That burly man was none other than Shi Biao, one of the fourteen leaders of the Angry Dragon Gang, known as the "Monument Breaker"!

Wu Zi was secretly surprised. The more troublesome pirates who were imprisoned this time were given bone-softening powder. Shi Biao, who was at the ninth level of the day after tomorrow, was definitely someone who was given special attention.

How could my internal energy be restored?

He immediately realized something was wrong; the adults were in danger!

He was about to step back to protect her.

Fan Xiping appeared beside him without him noticing and grabbed him.

On the other side, Shi Biao broke free of his shackles, like a tiger released from its cage, and immediately fixed his gaze on Xiao Ting. Enemies meeting are bound to be furious! Moreover, to catch the thief, you must first catch the king!

"You corrupt official! Prepare to die!"

Shi Biao roared, stomped his foot, and charged straight at Xiao Ting like a maddened black bear, bringing with him a foul stench!

Those massive, fan-shaped hands, powerful enough to split rocks and shatter stone, with their five fingers spread wide, were already carrying a fierce palm wind, fiercely covering Xiao Ting's face and chest!

If we capture him and use him as a hostage, we'll have a chance to escape!

Everyone in the Angry Dragon Gang knows Xiao Ting's capabilities.

In Shi Biao's eyes, this was simply a golden opportunity to escape! His face was contorted with rage, and he looked smug, as if he could already see himself taking hostages and swaggering out of Caizhusi.

But the next moment.

The person in front of me swayed slightly and took a step closer!

Shi Biao only felt a blur before his eyes, his palm strike missed its mark, and his target was already within reach!

"What?!"

He was terrified and hurriedly changed his move, but it was too late. The power of the five layers erupted instantly and gathered on his right palm. Xiao Ting used the "Cloud Hand Probing the Sea" move of the Hunyuan Palm to take advantage of the gap in his defense and lightly pressed it on his chest Tanzhong acupoint. It seemed gentle, but in fact it contained the power to collapse mountains!

"Bang!"

A muffled thud!

Shi Biao's forward momentum suddenly froze, as if he had been hit hard in the chest by a heavy hammer!

That fierce and unparalleled palm force penetrated into the body, instantly dispersing the true energy and shattering the ribs!

"puff--"

He coughed up blood and his body flew backward uncontrollably.

The "Layered Waves Technique" is extremely difficult to master, but once mastered, its power far surpasses that of its peers.

He Shan earned the nickname "Ghost Blade" because of his five times the power he could unleash in an instant, allowing him to kill unexpectedly across borders!

Xiao Ting was in a similar situation at this moment. His five layers of acquired internal energy overlapped and erupted in an instant. Shi Biao was caught off guard and could not withstand it either, so he was sent flying backward.

Xiao Ting glanced around, and with a swift movement of his toes, he deftly flicked and thrust a standard single-edged sword at the ground!

The blade flashed out like a bolt of lightning!

While still in mid-air, Shi Biao felt a piercing pain in his right shoulder blade as the single-edged sword pierced it precisely. The force of the blow, carrying his 300-pound body, slammed him against the stone wall three zhang away!

clang!

The blade was embedded in the stone wall, still trembling violently!

"Aaaaaah!!!"

A heart-wrenching scream rang out.

Shi Biao was hung on the wall, half of his body stained red with blood. He tried to struggle, but only made the wound tear wider and more blood gushed out.

His eyes widened as he stared intently at Xiao Ting, his gaze filled with disbelief!

This spoiled brat... how could that be?!

Inside the dungeon passage, the previous chaos seemed to have been completely extinguished by this single strike, plunging into an eerie silence.

All eyes turned to Xiao Ting. Was this still the same "Lingnan Twin Dogs" with mediocre martial arts skills who only knew how to cause trouble?

Wu Zi was also stunned. He thought that this transfer would be to serve as a guard by this centurion, but now it seemed that he might actually be a hindrance.

Fan Xiping then released Wu Zi's hands, reverting to his lazy demeanor. He took a swig from his wine gourd and chuckled softly, "Young man, sometimes you need to step in, sometimes don't meddle. Be more discerning next time."

The five children: "..."

He swallowed hard, nodded silently, and the look in his eyes as he gazed at Xiao Ting's retreating figure was now completely different.

Xiao Ting ignored the gazes of others, turned her head and looked at another doorway.

There was another group of people there, completely dumbfounded.

—The late-arriving headman, Gao Jie, and his seven or eight equally intoxicated servants.

Gao Jie had clearly just woken up from a hangover; his face was still flushed. Upon seeing this, he subconsciously swallowed and glanced at Shi Biao, who was nailed to the stone wall. Instantly, he broke out in a cold sweat, and his legs went weak.

"Get in here."

Xiao Ting's tone was icy: "Clean up the mess!"

Gao Jie jolted awake, as if from a dream: "Yes, yes, yes... My lord, please calm down! I'll take care of it right away! I'll take care of it right away!"

He hurriedly ordered his seven or eight guards to join the battle, and drew his own sword, blustering but trembling as he berated the prisoners who were not yet fully subdued.

Although this group of people had deserted their posts and were still hungover, they were chosen as dungeon guards because their martial arts skills were more than enough to deal with ordinary prisoners.

In addition, the dungeon entrance passage was narrow, which was quite advantageous for one person to hold the pass. Without a bandit leader like Shi Biao to lead the charge, the remaining prisoners lost their backbone. Furthermore, they were intimidated by Xiao Ting's thunderous methods and were quickly and completely suppressed. Their hands and feet were shackled again, and they were taken back to their cells, each of them looking ashen-faced.

The passageway gradually became filled only with the heavy smell of blood and the sound of suppressed breathing.

Xiao Ting ignored the chaos and walked up to Shi Biao. Blood had soaked half of his body and pooled at his feet.

Shi Biao's face was ashen, but when he saw Xiao Ting approaching, his eyes still flashed with resentment.

Xiao Ting cut to the chase: "How did you get out?"

Shi Biao grinned, revealing a mouthful of yellow teeth through his blood-splattered mouth, and spat a mouthful of bloody saliva at Xiao Ting: "Eunuch lackey... Bah!"

Xiao Ting's expression remained unchanged, and he didn't even dodge. He casually pulled a pirate who had just been brought over to his side and spat the mouthful of blood all over the unfortunate man's face.

The next moment, a flash of light appeared!

"ah!!!"

Shi Biao let out a scream even more piercing than when he was nailed through!

The tip of Xiao Ting's "White Tassel" sword precisely severed the tendon in his right hand!

The wound was neither too deep nor too shallow, just enough to cripple the foundation of this "Monument-Splitting Hand" in terms of energy exertion, but it did not completely sever the hand. This allowed him to still move the hand with difficulty in the future, but he would never be able to gather any true energy again, becoming a living cripple who could always feel the loss of power but was powerless to stop it!

The intention is obvious—

I won't take your life, but I'll make you remember forever what it feels like to lose your power!

Everyone who saw this scene.

Both guards and prisoners felt a chill run down their spines.

This Commander Xiao was ruthless and decisive in his actions, a far cry from the playboy he was rumored to be!

"explain."

Xiao Ting lowered the tip of his knife, and a drop of blood slid down the blade.

Shi Biao convulsed in pain, veins bulging on his forehead, and he cursed, "You corrupt official! I'll fuck you..."

The blade flashed again!

My left Achilles tendon is also torn!

Shi Biao's remaining curses turned into even more tragic howls.

Xiao Ting said calmly, "The next cut will sever both arms and legs. Think it over before you speak."