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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

080 Swallowing Demon and God Descent (7.2K)_2

"Swallowing Demon!"

Boom!!!

A massive heartbeat emanated from his emaciated body; it was actually the sound of many heartbeats overlapping in an instant, exploding forth. This sound left Bai Xiao's entire body tingling numbly.

Whoosh! Boom!

Chen Liao stomped his foot in place, then lunged forward with a punch!

Thump!

Bai Xiao's eyes narrowed as he felt an overwhelming surge of power erupt, like a raging torrent. Pain shot through his arms and chest as he staggered back step by step.

After retreating five steps, Bai Xiao managed to stop.

He frowned, looked down, and unbuttoned his shirt to see a red fist mark on his chest. Fortunately, Bai Xiao's skin remained uncracked.

"Your shell really is tough..."

From a distance, Chen Liao slowly approached, looking completely different from his usual self. Black lines spread from under his collar and climbed up like veins toward his face. His pupils were pitch black, like two pure obsidian stones, quietly watching Bai Xiao.