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!

Chen Liao's figure instantly twisted, throwing a punch both fast and fierce from an extremely tricky angle, breaking through the swinging fists of the red-haired Evil Ghost, and piercing in!


The fist hammered into the chest of the Evil Ghost, instantly sending it flying tens of meters away.


Chen Liao's center of gravity suddenly plummeted, his whole body pressing down like a spring, legs bent, spine taut like a drawn bowstring. In a posture akin to a four-legged beast, he lifted his head, staring intently at the red-haired Evil Ghost.


A gleam flashed in Chen Liao's eyes, and he vanished from the spot, leaving behind an afterimage.


The next second, he appeared in front of the red-haired Evil Ghost.


A pair of arms thrust out, seemingly mastering all techniques of change.


Either clenched into fists, or combined into a palm, or loosely held as a claw...


148 Battle Boost, Gathering from All Sides!_3