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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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The warehouse, where golden sunlight quietly cast through the side window.

In the beam of light, rotating dust flitted about like tiny insects.

Off to the side, Bai Xiao sat silently in a chair by the window, waiting.

Tap tap tap...

Down the corridor, the footsteps of canvas shoes grew louder and closer.

Turning his head, he saw Chen Liao in black robes walking briskly towards him.

In his hand was a palm-sized square metal box.

"Catch."

The box was tossed over, and Bai Xiao caught it mid-air with his hand.

Surprisingly light, like wood.

It was not an iron box, but one made of aluminum.

He looked up at Chen Liao.

Chen Liao nodded, indicating for Bai Xiao to open it and take a look.

Bai Xiao rubbed his fingers over the somewhat smooth surface of the box and flipped it open. Instantly, a very strong medicinal fragrance hit his nose.

Mixed within this medicinal scent seemed to be a trace of bloodiness.