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!

He looked intently with gleaming eyes, staring closely into Bai Xiao's pitch-black eyes.


His fist, pressed against Bai Xiao's palm, was radiating intense warmth. An overwhelming surge of power gathered instantaneously, like unceasing, layered tides, one after another.


At this moment, the arena fell into a peculiar equilibrium and calm.


Between their fists, there was a grating sound, akin to metal grinding and colliding under high pressure. A string of golden-red sparks burst out.


Bai Xiao maintained his forward palm-thrusting posture, letting out a series of very low chuckles. Steam began to rise from his entire body, his intense body heat spreading horrifyingly. Surrounded by white light, for an instant, the semblance of a fierce, malevolent visage with a hideous grin flashed behind him.


The flow of air suddenly expanded and curled back, forming a hollow vortex.


255 Hard Skill King, the strongest title!_2