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!

In an instant, a strange phenomenon erupted.


A white fog surged from all directions, quickly enveloping the entire Fierce Bird Sect Headquarters. The hazy fog, like a stream of flowing fluid, gently rolled, creating a faint friction sound on the ground.


Near the Martial Arts Building, in the center of the square.


A dense mass of black silhouettes abruptly appeared, motionless.


With a gentle breeze, Bai Xiao then saw.


The figures on the square were actually lifelike human-shaped black stone sculptures. Each had its own pose, each its own expression: some were terrified, others resolute, and some were furiously indignant. Their subtle expressions were so vivid, they seemed to carry emotions. Coupled with the intricately detailed clothing wrinkles and hair, they looked no different from real people.


The stone sculptures collectively stood guard, all facing towards the center.


151 Demon Book, Evil Technique! Backstab!