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!

Three silhouettes dragging trails of black smoke crashed heavily onto the ground.


On the stage stood a towering black and crimson figure, slowly retracting his fist. His thick shoulders and back, shrouded in a dense white steam, slowly rose to mid-air as if features on his face were tearing and entwining each other, radiating terrifying heat.


A sense of unbeatable pride and might converged from all directions.


Bai Xiao muttered to himself, as the crimson glow in his eyes faded amidst the white fog.


At the Fiery Fire Stadium, in an amphitheater surrounded by spectator seats, factions stationed around.


After a brief silence, a huge uproar crazily echoed and spread. Shock, surprise, disbelief, and even fervor and adoration mixed within. Watching this match was truly worth the price of admission! They had witnessed, with their own eyes, the meteoric rise of a Martial Arts prodigy!


182 Eastern Seven Stars, planted the devil seed