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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...

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045 Effort ultimately has its limits, so...

July 5th, 10:00 AM.

White Bird Training Base, gymnasium, area three.

The ten members of the elite class had already assembled, with Instructor Liu Yang standing at the front of the class, his gaze sweeping over everyone. He particularly looked at Chu Ming.

His left cheek was swollen, bulging high.

As if he had been viciously punched by someone.

"Chu Ming, what happened to you?"

Instructor Liu Yang asked directly, calling him out by name.

Chu Ming's gaze flickered, and from the corner of his eye, he seemed to glance at Bai Xiao before ultimately saying, "Instructor, it's nothing. I was sparring with my brother at home, got distracted, and he landed a punch on me. It's not a serious issue..."

In the crowd, Bai Xiao's eyebrows twitched slightly.