The Professional Rankings, in twelve volumes, each bearing the name of my lord.

Beneath the pitch-black sky lies a modern metropolis filled with neon lights.

Inside the Ma's Company office park, suspended dozens of meters above the ground, a piercing sound of a window breaking instantly jolted everyone who had been absorbed in their work.

They all left their workstations and went to the window to look in the direction of the sound.

A group of people dressed as bandits, riding on flying skateboards, were surrounded by the company's security team.

In the distance, more combat personnel from the Ma Corporation were arriving in aircraft.

Alarms and shouts filled the air as more and more men joined in, completely surrounding the bandits.

"What's going on? What's going on?"

"Are those bandits? They seem to have broken into our laboratory."

"What are the bandits doing at our company?"

"Are they here to liberate us?"

"Forget it, the company's gone bankrupt, where am I supposed to find a job?"

After Song Feng and his group rushed out, Magnet Brother followed suit.

Faced with enemies armed with various advanced weapons, Magnet Brother unleashed his power, taking control of all their weapons, turning their guns around, and scaring many people into fleeing on the spot.

"Some of the bandits are skilled at manipulating metal! Throw away your weapons and armor! Otherwise, you'll be the ones getting beaten up!"

The mech combat team immediately withdrew from the battle, retreated to a distance, and aimed their long-range weapons at the bandits.

Once they removed their equipment, they were just ordinary people or low-level acquired martial artists. Facing bandits who were all at the first level of innate martial arts, they had no chance to fight back in a head-on battle.

The remaining guards were mostly at least at the sixth level of the Acquired Realm or at the Innate Realm.

They discarded all their modern equipment and wore only a uniform made of non-metallic material.

However, most of the weapons used by spirit warriors also contain metal, so they can't just be thrown away, since each one is quite expensive to make.

It can only be put into the retractable capsule and not taken out. If you take it out, it will become Magnet Brother's.

The guards surrounding the bandits quickly numbered three hundred.

The entire on-duty guard team has arrived, and those who were resting are being called over.

The Ma family also received the news, and their righteous family experts rushed to the scene.

"Bandits! Look here!"

One of the guards was holding up a rectangular, glowing "picture frame" from which a holographic image was projected.

The image shows a middle-aged man.

The holographic image is so realistic that it looks as if the middle-aged man is standing in front of Song's cover.

"Bandits?"

As soon as Song Feng jumped out of the laboratory building, he was blocked by the guards who kept surging in from all directions.

With four strong control abilities and Huozi's powerful attacks, these people didn't dare to charge head-on.

Although the opposing side was completely routed by Magnet Brother's intimidation.

However, there are quite a few innate spiritual martial artists, and their numbers are large.

The bandits didn't have any decent weapons or firearms, and there was a retreating mech combat team waiting to snipe them from a distance.

Therefore, although Magnet could control and destroy all the guards' flight backpacks in one go, causing them to fall and be defeated without a fight.

But Song Feng did not do that.

He temporarily needed these three hundred-plus people to act as a human shield against attacks from afar.

When questioned by members of the Ma clan, Song Feng responded calmly.

"We only took the stone statue, nothing else."

The middle-aged man in the holographic image frowned.

"So you really are the bandits from Song Gua? You want to retrieve Song Gua's stone statue?"

"Which bandit it is is none of your business. If you don't want your park to suffer more casualties, please have your men back off and let us leave. Otherwise, we will have no choice but to fight our way out."

The Ma clansman stood with his hands behind his back, pondered for a moment, and asked.

"We've been studying this statue for months without any clues, and you're so recklessly trying to steal it... What? Do you know the secret of the statue? If so, we can cooperate."

Song Feng shook his head with a firm gaze.

"I think if Song Guozu were alive, he would never have cooperated with the Ma family."

It's not about surname discrimination.

Instead, Baiyun City is not far from the former site of Yunshan City and was developed from a ruined city.

The Ma family, which has grown so powerful in Baiyun City today, is actually related to Ma Feng from a thousand years ago.

Therefore, Song Feng was not wrong in saying this.

The Ma clan has not given up.

"I've reviewed the scan data transmitted from the scene. You are all at the first level of the Innate Realm, and there are no more than a hundred of you. If this is your full strength, then you certainly won't escape tonight. Our clan's experts are almost here. Rather than fight to the death, you should find a way to survive."

Just then, a bell rang in the park.

It's midnight.

A new clone is about to be born.

A cloud of white mist emerged from Song Feng's body.

The white mist lingered like a ghost, hovering and swaying around for a moment.

The people at Ma's company thought this was some kind of magical technique used by Song Fengshi, and they all became nervous.

But upon closer inspection, the white mist didn't seem to be making any movement; it was just constantly changing shape.

It will turn into a bowl in a moment.

In a moment, it will become two chopsticks.

It turns into a pot in a moment.

Just as everyone was watching, wondering what he would transform into next.

Suddenly, the fog exploded!

Thick white fog spread throughout the Ma's Industrial Park.

This was accompanied by a burst of maniacal laughter.

"Hahahaha! Look, look! Look what you've got! You've fallen for it, haven't you? Magnet Bro, hurry up and make your move! New and old thieves, retreat!"

The thick fog obscured the sky, making it impossible for the combat team in the distance to see the bandits, so they dared not fire their long-range firearms indiscriminately.

Magnet Brother acted decisively, taking control of the flight backpacks on all the guards, causing them to lose control.

"oops!!"

Amidst screams, almost all the martial artists who had surrounded the bandits fell onto the transparent ground of the park.

A few people did not fall directly down.

They either possess some spiritual techniques for levitation, or they carry a magical artifact that allows them to fly.

But what followed was Fire Brother's indiscriminate and wild fire, which cleared the entire sky.

"Walk!"

Song Feng, along with his clones, flew towards the outside of the Ma's Industrial Park on the flying skateboards created by Magnet Brother.

Fog Brother sheltered them with thick fog, Fire Brother cleared the way with a raging fire, and the four of them sang a triumphant song.

The most powerful one was Magnet Brother. He unleashed his full power, causing the entire Ma's Park to shake slightly, as if it were an earthquake, thus creating chaos.

This feeling of the ground shaking is something we haven't experienced for a long time since humans applied anti-gravity technology to building houses—at least not those living in affluent areas.

Magnet Guy laughed loudly, "Hahaha! Pretty impressive, huh!"

Tao Ming, who had already escaped to the ground, looked up at the swaying Ma's Company campus and was filled with horror.

"Those bandits are too powerful. Could they really destroy the park?"

Just then, Tao Ming saw someone fly into the sky above the park.

He wore wings on his back, which spewed blue flames, and he moved as fast as a shooting star in the night sky.

"This style of flight wing should only be worn by the most powerful members of the family... It seems that the bandits have little hope of bringing down the Ma Corporation."