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!

"This sword surpasses my usual limits, it is my most powerful move... Even Lord Ghost Face would not dare to take it head-on!"


Crying Sword Feng Xun breathed a sigh of relief, but suddenly the air in front of him compressed, and an unharmed gigantic figure emerged from within.


His pupils shrank as he swiftly scanned the opponent's entire body.


But he couldn't find any marks from the wailing sword strike he had just delivered.


Before Feng Xun could finish his words, the ground and the surrounding air trembled with a thunderous shake. A black-red giant figure suddenly leapt ten meters, appearing right in front of Feng Xun. The whole person was in a sloping forward charge, with the right fist charging up, the muscles and veins on the arm bulging. Due to the high speed, the blurred face wasn't clear, only a very ferocious smile could be seen.


226 Mountain King Chen Xiu_2