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 third round of the Dark World Fighting Championship, the first challenge match."


The result was set in stone, and immediately staff members rushed towards the ring.


They clumsily lifted Hao Lie onto a stretcher.


Hao Lie was covered in wounds, bloodied and seemingly in a tragic state of unconsciousness. However, just before leaving, he suddenly opened his eyes.


"If possible, please help me defeat Breeze of Breath Liu Xinzong!"


Hao Lie spoke calmly, without a trace of unwillingness in his eyes.


Instead, he retained his usual bold and carefree demeanor, not showing a hint of being overwhelmed. Bai Xiao slightly bowed his head and nodded with a light smile.


Defeating Liu Xinzong would be as easy as lifting a hand.


If they were to meet on the path to the championship...


White stretcher in tow, Liu Xinzong closed his eyes and was quietly carried away.


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