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!

East Sea City, on the outskirts, a factory warehouse.


The sky was deep indigo, stars twinkling with faint fluorescent light, half of the moon obscured by thick clouds. Sparse moonlight quietly spilled down, illuminating the ground and rooftops, resembling white frost, exuding a calming chill.


From the shadows of the trees, a somewhat staggering figure suddenly emerged.


Under the moonlight, the figure lifted his head, revealing a pale face devoid of any color. Si Yu was now extremely weak, not only because he had sustained serious injuries from Bai Xiao, but also due to the backlash from using secret martial techniques. His condition in the Shadow Transformation state was still manageable thanks to the Extreme Realm "Shadow Transformation". However, he couldn't escape the side effects of the blood-draining state; nearly half of his blood had been drawn out!


240 Void Crystals