My Ability Pool is Superior

To tell the truth, the prison side’s power really can’t eliminate all the sin in the entire city.

But clearing out single criminal forces like Chikan Bay or Ojima High School isn’t a big problem.

Even dealing with two criminal forces at once isn’t without a chance of victory.

The problem is, the prison side has no motivation to do so; maintaining surface stability is enough.

A special action led by the Warden with several Prison Area Chiefs mobilized at the same time, like now, is quite rare.

The reason for such urgency is mainly because the two darknesses Lu Bai created in the prison nearly cover two-thirds of the prison’s area, with an excessively bad influence.

Without dealing with these pitch black areas, the prison can’t operate normally at all.

The Bear Warden in a suit quickly walked to the passenger seat of a troop transport vehicle and sat down.

He rested one arm on the lowered car window edge, cleared his throat, adjusted his earpiece position, and said: “All personnel, board the vehicles and prepare to depart.”

……

“Phew~”

Simba let out a long breath, almost recovered.

Although he didn’t feel any strange movement nearby, he still raised both hands into combat stance: “Did it miss?”

After all, the darkness in front still hadn’t dispersed; no matter how he thought about it, he couldn’t be optimistic.

In fact, after Lu Bai barely dodged Simba’s astonishingly scaled fist, he immediately resumed hunting the death fighters, completely ignoring the situation on Simba’s side.

Under the cover of darkness, he mercilessly swung his fist, smashing it into a death fighter’s chin.

The inhuman force sent the opponent’s body soaring several meters into the air before heavily crashing onto the ground.

【Ding!】

【Points +16, Current Points: 23, Current Rank 1/151】

After the system’s prompt sound ended, Lu Bai turned his head to search for the next target.

However, after he controlled the descent of pitch black, except for some unlucky eggs who couldn’t distinguish directions, the other death fighters almost simultaneously fled in the opposite direction.

After this period of Lu Bai hunting in the dark, the fast-footed death fighters were almost out of the scope enveloped by the darkness.

It wasn’t that Lu Bai deliberately reduced the scope enveloped by the darkness.

The ability Ink Black is indeed very useful; even just seeing the tip of the iceberg of a building allows him to dye the entire building, including the air inside the building, pitch black.

But note that this ability has a restriction: it can only blacken existences within sight.

If even a tiny bit can’t be seen, then unless he has x-ray vision, he can’t apply the effect of Ink Black to those objects.

And the territory managed by the Nanxing Association is characterized by dense houses.

Looking around, there are all sorts of buildings of varying heights, densely packed.

To avoid people guessing this restriction, Lu Bai preferred to make the blackened scope smaller to ensure this darkness was spherical.

However, precisely because of this, these death fighters on site could indeed escape the area enveloped by the darkness much more easily.

Seeing these death fighters fleeing in all directions, Lu Bai knew there was little meaning in continuing to maintain the darkness area; it would instead affect the actions of his subordinate Grandmaster Martial Artists, so he simply waved his hand and dispersed all the pitch black in front of him.

In an instant, seeing light again, the entire street even briefly fell into deathly silence; after a pause, various exclamations and noisy sounds gradually rose.

Dao Zheng Mu seemed to have been preparing all along to act the moment the darkness dispersed; in an instant, he leaped up and assaulted Simba, who had his back turned, with a long-accumulated fist aimed at Simba’s vest area.

At this critical moment, the scene seemed to slow down.

Dao Zheng Mu watched as Simba quickly twisted his body sideways, steadily grabbed his fist with a raised hand, and then the scene suddenly shook violently as his body flipped and smashed heavily onto the ground.

Dust rose high around their bodies, and the terrifying power smashed a large pit over ten meters in diameter into the ground.

Dao Zheng Mu lay flat on the ground, his fingers twitching as if trying to grasp something.

He still wanted to struggle to stand up and fight again, but his body was no longer obeying; every bone and every muscle continuously transmitted pain signals to him.

Originally, due to the descent of darkness, many students from Weidao had thoughts of retreating; now witnessing Simba counter and take down an old-brand Grandmaster Martial Artist from Chikan Bay’s side, they immediately became so excited they shouted incoherently.

Their Weidao’s pinnacle hadn’t fallen yet, so why say Weidao lost.

At this moment, the closest to Simba was the White-Browed Bat King; he looked at Dao Zheng Mu’s miserable state and shook his head inwardly.

It really happened too suddenly; he wanted to help but didn’t have time.

Simba didn’t become arrogant because of this; for him, taking down such an aged and declining Grandmaster had nothing worth boasting about.

He found Lu Bai in the crowd and shouted loudly: “Lu Bai! Since you’re Chikan Bay’s speaker, let’s fight fair and square with the rules of the streets!”

The sound traveled far; even separated by three or four streets, it could be heard clearly.

……

Changhu and Huangfu Zhu, along with three other death fighters who happened to choose the same escape direction, ran together on the crowded street.

They had already run far away, and after hearing Simba’s shout, they still had no intention of turning back.

“Damn it, how the hell is this possible?”

Changhu ran while voicing his incredulous question.

Lu Bai beating him at Ojima High School’s school gate hadn’t made him feel this strong sense of humiliation.

After all, he hadn’t successfully crossed the threshold of a martial artist yet; even if defeated, he couldn’t entirely refuse to accept it.

But the problem was, he now realized that at the school gate, Lu Bai had just been toying with him.

Once the opponent got serious, without even deliberately targeting him, he could only flee like a rat.

Not to mention, this round of deathmatch duel had just started less than two weeks ago, and Lu Bai had already mastered Chikan Bay.

Whether personal strength or sphere of influence, it was all on another level, simply not to the degree a death fighter could achieve.

“He must be the Clever Malphite; only talent reaching over a hundred points could make someone a Grandmaster Martial Artist in such a short time.”

Huangfu Zhu couldn’t help looking back, his tone extremely grave.

He was certain that even gathering all death fighters’ power now couldn’t shake Lu Bai at all.

Thinking of this, he unconsciously shifted his gaze to Changhu.

Since it was obviously unwinnable, why not…

Unfortunately, before he could act on it, he noticed the atmosphere at the street entrance was a bit off.

Quiet, too quiet.

Quiet to an unreasonable degree, with hardly any of the usual pedestrians entering Chikan Bay from the street entrance visible.