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 ground trembled and slowly stabilized, the air also gradually stopped vibrating.


The duel between two men had reached its conclusion, victory and defeat determined.


Amid the surging white steam, the massive figure, like a black-red tank, began to rapidly shrink its muscles back to a normal human's size, its rugged features filled with a dominating presence, exerting an intense oppressive force.


On the ground, Chen Xiu's rock-white Mountain King armor started to show inch by inch of fine cracks, spreading rapidly like a spider web. In the span of a few breaths, the cracks covered his entire body, and with a 'ding', the armor exploded into fragments on the spot.


The fragments scattered, turning into dim sparkles that faded into invisibility.


He stood up with some difficulty, supporting his bloodied body.


257 The whole place erupted in excitement, perfect jade bones.