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...
Tap, tap, tap...
Heavy soles trampled the ground.
Bai Xiao's tall figure suddenly shot out dozens of meters.
A dark shadow flashed quickly, rushing into the remaining crowd.
"Attempting to strike stone with eggs has only one outcome..."
His arms suddenly spread open, and the hard muscles on them swelled. A barbaric power, like converging streams of water, gradually covered his palms.
"And that is... shatter!"
Bang, bang, bang, bang!
The dull resonance of massive collisions sounded like thunder exploding everywhere.
Wherever Bai Xiao passed, he suddenly grabbed the heads of one figure after another with his bare hands, fiercely and unstoppably smashing them into the wall on his right.
As he charged through, one by one, thugs quietly collapsed at the wall, appearing to have fallen into a state of unconsciousness; it was unclear whether they were dead or alive. On the white wall, three or four thick trails of blood meandered.
Tap, tap, tap...