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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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324 Chs

103 Boxing Perfection, Copper Statue Technique (6.5k)

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Whoosh...

A powerful and muscular body stepped out of the wooden barrel.

Half an hour later.

Fierce Bird Sect Headquarters, dojo, Martial Arts Hall.

Rumbling...

The breathing resonated like thunder, causing the surrounding air to tremble slightly.

A figure seated in a lotus position suddenly opened his eyes.

He sprang up, standing firmly on his feet.

Hiss!

Following a fierce and massive inhalation, Bai Xiao's body leaned slightly backward, his spine forming a curved yet elastic arc, like a bowstring. His robust chest swelled, his ribs stretching out like the spokes of a giant umbrella.

Hints of a hard iron-gray color suddenly appeared along the contours of his muscles.

Thump thump thump!

His fists swung through the air, instantly creating three huge afterimages.

The next second.

The three wooden mannequins in front of Bai Xiao burst apart.

They became a flurry of fan-shaped yellow wood chips violently spraying backward.

A gust of fist wind howled forth.