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 gap is too large, the speed too fast!


So much so that everyone only saw the final result, but did not see the sword like a morning light sweeping across the night, bright and pure light!


Among the players watching the competition, only a handful saw the whole process. From the Fierce Bird Sect's spectator seats, Bai Xiao shifted his gaze from the fallen body of Mountain Fist Hall's Senior Disciple, and turned towards Ye Meng who was heading towards the location of the Light Saber.


"This Cross-Training Master from Mountain Fist Hall has indeed mastered his Hard Skill to a great extent, easily able to withstand common weapons. But in front of Ye Meng's cleaving sword, it was like paper, instantly shredding his bodily defenses. The Secret Martial of the Light Saber... does it have a special attack against those with tough physiques?"


203 Is this a flesh and blood body?