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 sun was fierce, casting its rays unabashedly, coating the city's skyscrapers with a dazzling golden sheen. The sky was a clear azure, cloudless, as if washed clean by water. Pedestrians hurried to and fro on the streets.


On the roadside, green trees swayed gently in the breeze, casting a speckled pattern of shadows. Within the shadows stood two figures, one tall and the other short, in silence.


Bai Xiao was still in that tight black t-shirt, wearing sunglasses.


And Yao Qing was dressed in a light blue dress, its hem fluttering softly in the breeze, like an iris blooming in the wind. Her eyes were as clear as a serene lake, deep and bright. At this moment, she was looking at Bai Xiao with seriousness.


"The Six Major Companies are getting serious this time."


284 Cellular Furnace, War God Team! (Happy Spring Festival!)