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!

He Xiang slowly raised his arms, revealing a pair of huge claws intertwined with robust veins and nails emitting a hard, metal sheen.


It looked like the bucket of an excavator.


His gaze was profound as he looked ahead; a fervent glow of battle desire arose, as conspicuous as bright flames blazing in the night.


In his sight, a tall figure dressed in Fierce Bird fighting attire appeared on the surface of the ring. His stance was as stable as Tai Shan, with a bone structure so massive and shoulders so wide, exuding a sense of power and oppression. His arms hung slowly by his sides, evoking extreme danger despite no movements.


The morning sunlight shined down, blocked by his opponent's skull and forehead.


It created two dark areas around Bai Xiao's eyes, making him appear as though he was wearing sunglasses, obscuring his gaze.


191 Huaisui City Fighting Championship concludes, the champion