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!

This time, the experience points he gained from Shi Chen of the Dragon Lizard Sect had already surpassed those from the final battle against Liu Xinzong in the Eastern Dark World Fighting Competition. After all, opponents at the Sect Leader Level are truly different.


He thought that although the National Dark World Fighting Competition had only thirty-two participants and lacked a revival match system, resulting in only five matches overall, the opponents' strength was astonishingly high. The potential points obtained from a single match could even rival those from several prior matches.


Given this calculation, Bai Xiao's rewards from the final national competition would be even greater.


He quietly stared forward, his profession panel displayed in mid-air.


[Task: Bounty (Accumulated Experience: 1615)]


Bai Xiao took a deep breath, without any hesitation.


321 and the monster belong to the same era