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!

The maniacal and crazed voices erupted in everyone's ears.


At that moment, everyone heard the overlapping voices that sounded like hundreds of people shouting simultaneously. A violent psychic assault swept through instantly.


Fierce Bird Sect Master Yan Qi's gaze was incomparably solemn.


He would never allow the Magic Bird Secret Scripture to reemerge under his watch!


Blood Bird started his action without hesitation, his figure flashing as he rushed towards the Cross Sword at the centermost position. The Evil Ghost Level members of the Horror Bird Organization also followed behind, turning into streaks of black shadows dashing swiftly.


Yan Qi's voice was low, his figure bursting out without any hesitation.


Behind him, the many Elders of the Fierce Bird Sect charged forward, unleashing their full power.


151 Demon Book, Evil Technique! Backstab!_2