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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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324 Chs

125 Power Absorption Technique, Fierce Bird Second Transformation! (8K!)

A punch through the chest!

This punch was filled with rage!

The man in the gray robe chattered incessantly, hiding and skulking in the darkness like a fly within a room that could be heard but never found.

Annoying, exceedingly annoying.

However, the ultimate fate of a fly is to be swatted dead by a palm.

And the man in the gray robe was abruptly hanging in Bai Xiao's hand.

"Cough cough cough..."

Blood, copious amounts of crimson blood, violently spewed from his mouth.

The man in gray robe was suspended mid-air, his life rapidly slipping away. In his dimming pupils lingered disbelief and a deep sense of unwillingness. He had lost too swiftly—so swiftly that he never even had the chance to play his trump card before Bai Xiao slew him!

"I clearly still had Evil Ghost possession..."

"I could have activated the Life Tree Branch and retreated quickly..."

"Why, why didn't you give me a chance!"

His eyes stared fixedly at Bai Xiao, almost popping out of their sockets.