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!

Huaisui City outskirts, abandoned chemical factory.


The entrance to the south gate is an architectural terrain very suitable for an ambush.


Two disciples of the Rock Tiger Sect quickly arrived at the spot. They had set out as soon as the hunters' group message was sent, and because they were relatively close, they arrived quickly enough to take advantageous terrain.


"Elder brother, this time the points are quadrupled, the Martial Arts Association really went all out. Basically, killing one Void Demon is the equivalent of completing four major tasks. Normally, a Martial Arts Association member couldn't reach four times in half a year..."


A youth with freckles on his face, about 1.8 meters tall, spoke.


He was dressed in a set of black short-sleeved martial arts attire, with joint positions thickened for added protection, clinging to the body snugly to allow maximum freedom of movement for punches and kicks.


The strong should thoroughly humiliate the weak (Thanks to the book friend 'Hua Hu Huanghua Han' for the reward of 100,000 reading coins!)