Gray tombstone

Bai Xiao descended, lifting his head to not only see the bizarre and magnificent world but also the professional modifier he had downloaded before crossing over.
"Drain all experience from my sub-occupations, 'Biological Mecha Master', 'Mystic Explorer', 'Special Hypnotist', transforming it into one million potential points, all enhancing my main occupation, 'Fighter'!"
"I... have obtained the golden ultimate occupation, 'God of Martial Combat'!"
The largest urban agglomeration in the world, a night of torrential rain.
On the ground, countless Killing Ghosts and Fighters fought to the death, while hordes of metal Mechas and Biological Armors exploded and self-destructed. Blood and flame intertwined, plunging everything into primordial violence and chaos.
Atop a high tower, Bai Xiao stood silently amidst the rainy darkness, like a stiff and terrifying statue. His crimson eyes looked down below, restrained yet bloody, cold yet hiding madness.
He leaped down with his trench coat wildly dancing.
The God of Martial Combat descended upon the final battleground!
A cold voice echoed across the city skyline.
"Next, I will kill everyone present! If you have the ability, try to stop me..."
A modern city of extravagant luxury, an era of entertainment and consumption supreme.
Beneath seventy years of peaceful façade, lied another mad and bloody Inner World.
Fighters, masters of their martial traditions, and Killing Ghosts, controlled by combat modes, engaged in a frightful, relentless slaughter.
Metal Mechas with terrifying energy and Biological Armors extracted from monstrous cells commenced a brutal struggle between old and new technologies.
In this era infested with machinery and altered by external entities, to proclaim the power unique to humans might be an unimaginable romance...

Holy Fist!

Suddenly, the Potential Points in the Dark Red Modifier rapidly decreased.


In a moment of distraction, six Potential Points were exhausted.


Mysterious energy fluctuations enveloped Bai Xiao's arms.


His palms felt like two sharp swords, piercing into the Iron Sand. A sensation of numbness and burning pain spread through his flesh like the roots of a plant growing within. Bai Xiao maintained a still posture, enduring everything.


The muscles in his arms bulged, his skin turning a ghastly black and red.


Before him, the Ten Fists Sword Skill was obscured by a misty haze.


As time passed, his vision gradually cleared.


[Your profession 'Martial Artist', experience +50!]


[Your skill 'Ten Fists Sword First Layer', experience +300!]


[Skill 'Ten Fists Sword First Layer' has advanced to 'Second Layer'!]


[Skill: Ten Fists Sword Second Layer (3/800)]


134 Takes Strengthening Pills to enhance strength.