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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 · Urbain
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122 Chs

048 Professional Level 2

Two Great Success fighting techniques, two Minor Success fighting techniques.

He, again, had grown stronger!

Bai Xiao focused his attention, quietly waiting.

Soon, a massive amount of information flooded into his mind, causing him to be momentarily dumbfounded.

At that moment, Bai Xiao felt as if he were in a closed chamber, wrestling frantically with seven or eight muscular men, drenched in sweat. From being thrown over and over to eventually throwing his opponents to the ground frequently, all the progress and enlightenment throughout the process were branded in his mind, becoming muscle memory.

Swish, Bai Xiao opened his eyes.

At that moment, he was confident he could take down any ordinary person within three seconds, rendering them instantly incapacitated. Wrestling, a ground technique, was extremely threatening and dangerous in one-on-one combat.

If the user was not careful, they might end up killing their opponent.

Especially on city streets made of concrete.