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Holy Fist!

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...

Gray tombstone · Urban
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122 Chs

043 Your strength does not match your arrogance!

"You... are also incompetent!"

Chu Ming was now completely confrontational, his piercing phoenix eyes staring directly at Bai Xiao, extremely dominant. He seemed to want Bai Xiao to turn his head away in submission, thereby asserting his status in the elite class.

But, after a few seconds of eye contact.

Chu Ming did not see any cowardice or retreat in Bai Xiao's eyes. All he saw were pupils as cold and black as the depths of a quiet pond.

Bai Xiao was so calm and composed, without any fluctuations.

On the contrary, Chu Ming, who was aggressive, seemed childish and impulsive, giving off the impression of a small child. This gradually brought out the anger in Chu Ming's eyes.

He glared fiercely into Bai Xiao's eyes, "Wanna try?"

"Are you sure?"

Bai Xiao remained expressionless, his voice flat and unvarying.