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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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279 Chs

088 All are ants, crushed by hand! (4.1k) (2/2)_2

Five seconds later.

Bai Xiao casually discarded the body and slowly turned around.

Step by step, he walked out of the alley and hurried onto the main road.

In the middle of the road, there was no sign of the third-class students; they must have all rushed towards the direction of the gymnasium. Bai Xiao turned his head and stepped forward.

To the right was a wooden bulletin board enclosed in glass.

Inside, he saw his own reflection.

His upper body was bare, covered in blood, his face expressionless.

He looked like a maniac who had just committed a series of murders.

Thump! Thump! Thump!

The strong chest heaved continuously and Bai Xiao placed his hand over it.

"It's getting more intense…"

"Could it really help me directly break through the human body's limit?"

He glanced at the back of his hand, where the Skull Mark's mouth was wide open, as if sneering.

A moment later.

Around the corner.

A black-robed figure, seemingly from nowhere, suddenly descended.