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!

Around the arena, there are no spectator seats, but rather a circle of emptiness—to prevent splashing injuries. Disciples from various sects, several elders, and even some outsiders closely related to the Secret Martial World who had been invited were all seated in the circular spectator stands. At this moment, many had already taken their seats sporadically.


"The Fierce Bird Sect team has arrived!"


"Hmm? Why hasn't Yan Qi arrived? Out of the seven core disciples, only one has come, and it's the seventh core! No, this seventh core seems to have now become the first core. It seems those rumors are true…"


In the spectator seats, disciples and elders from various sects were discussing animatedly. This was the first time the Fierce Bird Sect was participating in the meeting since that great battle.


Just as the rumors said, the Fierce Bird Sect was heavily damaged.


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