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!

Bai Xiao held his breath and focused, quickly beginning to assess his situation.


Soon, he found that he couldn't exert any strength.


But the power within his body surged like a stream, the feeling of it roiling in his limbs and bones was unquestionably genuine. Bai Xiao immediately recalled a special state described in the cultivation notes An Junhai had given him, a state preceding the mastery of force.


It was as if his strength was at a critical threshold, on the brink of a breakthrough, yet barred by a thin layer of paper that had not been punctured. It was easy for a common Breaker without experience to overlook this state. Like headless flies buzzing in frenzied circles, they failed to find their starting point, ultimately missing the opportunity.


Sometimes, ordinary Breakers with little knowledge might encounter this special situation multiple times. They would only achieve a breakthrough after repeated attempts and gradual accumulation.


140 Deep Red, let me see the limits of this Cultivation Technique!