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!

Spectator seats, Feng Yan and Huo Feng were both startled, having always considered Yuan Wei as their opponent. Only now did they discover that he had this move up his sleeve. If it were them facing Yuan Wei in the knockout rounds, at a critical moment, suddenly facing his extreme burst. Probably, they would be instantly defeated.


"Compared to when I fought him a year ago, Yuan Wei has become stronger."


"If it were me on the stage now, I might not necessarily be his match."


Feng Yan and Huo Feng quietly mused to themselves.


Yuan Wei charged forward, the rubber on the ground distorted, and a large footprint was indented. His entire body hurled forward, the squeezed and broken waves of air in front making Bai Xiao's platinum-colored combat attire violently flutter and tumble.


Just as his black silhouette was rapidly approaching Bai Xiao.


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