Celestial Master： I Have an Otherworld-Chapter 128 - 51: Wen Lei (Part 3)

As the fight grew wilder.

Fang Zheng shook his head, lifted his leg and kicked out, striking squarely at the opponent's ankle.

"Bang!"

"Hmm..."

Old Hu let out a muffled groan, stumbling backward.

"Hiss!"

Below the stage, Xiao Fu gasped in shock; he saw clearly this time. Fang Zheng's movements were simple, swift, and perfectly timed.

It looked like Old Hu was intentionally seeking a kick.

Which was, of course, impossible.

It only showed the vast difference in skill between them, making it so Fang Zheng didn't even need to exert strength to easily take the upper hand.

"Ah!"

Old Hu bellowed in pain and charged again, somehow discarding his boxing gloves.

As his fists approached, he suddenly flipped his fist, spreading his fingers wide, forming a rounded grip, and transformed his fist into a claw, fiercely grabbing.

Capture!

Tearing Sinews and Shattering Bones!

This is a tactic used by the military to apprehend enemies.

The momentary elevation of joints and muscles, coupled with the explosive Inch Force, made even Xiao Fu's heart pound with fear, instinctively wanting to leap onto the stage.

Things have escalated!

This isn't boxing, it's now an unrestricted fight.

"Huh?"

Fang Zheng's expression darkened, a glint of coldness in his eyes. He casually touched old Hu with his hand, unleashing his power and hurling Old Hu away.

"Enough!"

He squinted slightly:

"Don't force me to act."

"Fuck you!"

After landing, Old Hu flipped over, shot his knees forward, and roared:

"Die!"

This strike resembled the flying knee of Muay Thai, mixed with Monkey Hanging Seal of Traditional Martial Arts, concentrating all his power in his knees.

If it hits a person, they'd be gravely injured, if not killed.

"Hmph!"

Fang Zheng snorted, his figure suddenly disappeared, reappearing in front of Old Hu, pressing a hand against Old Hu's chest.

Collapse Power!

"Bang!"

Fang Zheng's clothes fluttered wildly like caught in a storm, accompanied by a vigorous force bursting from his palm.

Old Hu's body froze, eyes bulging.

In the next moment.

He flew backward, across several meters of the stage, crashing heavily on the ground.

Upon landing, his eyes rolled back as he fainted.

The room fell silent.

Everyone was dumbfounded.

"Is it... real?"

"They must be acting, right?"

"Fang Zheng!" Wen Lei jumped onto the stage, grabbed Fang Zheng's hand, and urged:

"Let's go!"

"Uh..."

Fang Zheng opened his mouth.

Wanting to tell her that although the scene looked frightening, he actually held back, at worst Old Hu had some surface injuries, no major issues.

But shaking his head, he still followed Wen Lei and hurried out.

Not until they left did the crowd start buzzing, even forgetting Old Hu lying on the ground, paying him no mind.

"Fang Zheng."

Sister Qi swapped her surprised expression for a thoughtful one, touching her chin:

"Why does this name feel familiar?"

"Fang... Zheng..."

Her eyes shrank, movements paused:

"It's him!"

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"Is he really okay?"

"He's fine."

Fang Zheng sighed:

"If something had happened, I wouldn't be so relaxed. If you really don't trust me, you can call and check, see if anything's wrong."

Wen Lei looked doubtful, but still made the call, unsure of what she asked, but after hanging up, her expression visibly relaxed.

"Actually..."

Pressing her lips, she slowly said:

"Directly talking to Chairman Lu is the right move, after all, you won't get the two million from me."

"Mm." Fang Zheng nodded:

"So, how do you feel about my proposal?"

"Square Porcelain doesn't have many employees now, the only veteran seems to lack intelligence, if you come, I can rest assured."

"I'll consider it." Wen Lei shrugged:

"I'll get back to you in a couple of days."

"Alright."

Fang Zheng sighed.

Today has been a disaster without cause.

However,

he clearly underestimated the impact of his actions, there were cameras, and someone recorded a video, which caused a stir in a small area within a few short days.

......

Somewhere.

"Barbaric Bull, come take a look."

A burly Caucasian raised his voice:

"Is the content in this video real or fake?"

Barbaric Bull stopped his exercise, casually wiped the sweat from his face with a towel, then walked over to look at the computer screen.

After just a glance, he shook his head repeatedly:

"It's fake!"

"Obviously CGI."

"I think it's fake too." The Caucasian laughed:

"Just a gentle press on the chest to send someone flying seven or eight meters away, even you couldn't manage that, no... I mean no one could."

"Mm." Barbaric Bull squatted, picked up the mouse, adjusted the video, a hint of doubt flashed in his eyes:

"Although the last move looks fake, what came before doesn't seem fake, this guy's timing is precise and speed is fast."

"Strange..."

"Is it a movie clip?"

"No." The Caucasian shook his head:

"This is a video from the Xia Country's internet, uploaded by someone claiming it's real, but nobody believes it."

"Hey..."

"Probably for clicks."

Barbaric Bull nodded, then pulled out his phone.

Coincidentally.

Beauty Su Yan also uploaded a video to the group chat, almost identical to what they just watched, only from a different angle.

"Everyone, I checked this video, it's absolutely real. How do you think this was done?"

"Fake!"

The Place of Five Grains Reincarnation said:

"I watched this video too, it can't be real. If it is, I'll eat shit upside down!"

"Probably fake." Sword God's Smile also said:

"I asked around, though they say many witnessed it on site, it felt more like an act, no one can truly achieve this."

"Sending someone flying seven or eight meters is possible, but explosive Inch Force, clothes rippling like a martial arts scene seems far-fetched."

"Indeed!"

"I share the same opinion."

Several people expressed their views.

"Monk."

Beauty Su Yan, somewhat exasperated, @'d Fang Zheng who seldom spoke:

"Show yourself, share your thoughts."

"This..." Fang Zheng hesitated, replied:

"If martial arts are mastered to the bone, with Qi and Blood strong enough, theoretically... it can be done."

"Theoretically?"

Girl Hold On sent a questioning face:

"Theoretically, people can fly too."

"This video is fake!"

Fang Zheng was speechless.