120: Chapter 120 A Boat Ticket, Fang Zhuo's Combat Power

"Fang Jing's classmate..."

Fang Zhuo thought to himself. His sister had never mentioned anyone named Shi Zheng to him.

However, this kind of thing was likely true. It was simple; he only needed to make a phone call to confirm it. Fabricating such a thing wouldn't work.

He gave Bai Shiwei a look.

Bai Shiwei immediately walked aside and took out her phone.

Upon hearing this, the honest smile on Shi Zheng's face vanished. He said, with undisguised disappointment, "That's right, Brother Fang Zhuo. Did Fang Jing never mention me to you?"

"..."

Fang Zhuo didn't speak. His eyes grew sharp as he sized Shi Zheng up.

This young martial artist wore his thoughts on his face.

Shi Zheng's parents stood a few meters away, unsure whether to step forward or retreat, observing Fang Zhuo's expression with some trepidation.

As Advanced Martial Artists who had lived on Origin Star for years, they were accustomed to fighting in the Wilderness Area.

Just one look was enough for them to sense the vast vitality within Fang Zhuo.

It exerted an invisible pressure that no Advanced Martial Artist or exotic beast could compare to.

The two exchanged a glance and nodded inwardly.

A Transcendent Martial Artist!

And a Transcendent Martial Artist from the Starry Sky Group at that!

In Starry Sky Base City, the Starry Sky Group was the absolute ruler.

Shi Zheng felt a bit unnerved by Fang Zhuo's gaze, but he kept his back straight, even though sweat beads unconsciously formed on his forehead.

Just as he was about to give up, unable to hold on any longer, Bai Shiwei walked back and nodded slightly at Fang Zhuo.

Fang Zhuo then opened his mouth to speak: "Are you looking for me because you want my help?"

He looked at Shi Zheng, then swept his gaze over the couple of Advanced Martial Artists nearby.

"No, that's not what I meant." Shi Zheng shook his head and pulled a stone figurine from his pocket. He didn't know what material it was made of, and the carving was quite crude.

Fang Zhuo glanced at it and vaguely felt it looked a bit like Shi Zheng.

"Fang Jing and I had originally agreed to meet at the Ocean Gathering to watch the top young Transcendent Martial Artists from various countries on Blue Star compete."

"But my parents broke their promise. They had originally agreed to buy me a boat ticket back to Blue Star, but now they haven't bought it. I probably won't be able to go to the Ocean Gathering in person. This... Brother Fang Zhuo, could you please pass this to Fang Jing for me?"

Shi Zheng handed over the stone figurine he had carved.

Fang Zhuo raised an eyebrow.

What was this?

He felt that the next time he saw his sister, he would need to interrogate her.

"Sure."

Fang Zhuo said calmly. He had a plan in mind, but he asked deliberately, "Is there anything else you want me to pass on?"

"This..."

For the first time, a look of hesitation appeared on Shi Zheng's face, but only for a moment before he gritted his teeth and said, "Brother Fang Zhuo, tell Fang Jing that at the next Ocean Gathering ten years from now, I will represent the Xia Kingdom as a Transcendent Martial Artist!"

His expression was firm, and he clenched his fists.

In the future, he would no longer be limited by his parents!

"Ambitious."

Fang Zhuo smiled. This kid wasn't a coward. Regardless of whether he could achieve it in the future, his courage alone was worth affirming.

He tossed the stone figurine back to Shi Zheng.

"Brother Fang Zhuo?"

Shi Zheng scratched his head, confused.

"Give it to Fang Jing yourself when the time comes."

Fang Zhuo said, "I'll buy your boat ticket back to Blue Star. We leave next Monday. Does that work for you?"

He would be traveling with Manager Jiang Zhou, Sister Lan, and others. The Starry Sky Group had its own exclusive aircraft, so bringing one more person wouldn't be an issue and wouldn't cost anything.

"Really?"

Seeing Fang Zhuo nod, Shi Zheng was overjoyed: "Yes! I don't go to school on Origin Star; I practice with my parents, so I'm free every day!"

"It's just... won't this cost you, Brother Fang?"

A boat ticket back to Blue Star cost over a hundred thousand, and his parents, despite being Advanced Martial Artists, were unwilling to buy it for him.

At this moment, Shi Zheng's parents also steeled themselves and walked over.

Shi Zheng's mother nudged her husband. The lean man had no choice but to smile apologetically and speak: "Fang Zhuo, hello. We can buy the boat ticket for the child ourselves."

"Previously... we didn't know that this child and your sister had already agreed to go to the Ocean Gathering together."

"It's fine."

Fang Zhuo waved his hand: "My wife and I happen to be returning to Blue Star next week. We'll be taking the group's aircraft, and since Shi Zheng is a classmate of my sister, it's just a small favor."

"In that case... Shi Zheng, what are you still standing there for? Why don't you thank your Brother Fang?"

Shi Zheng's mother smiled obsequiously at Fang Zhuo, then turned her head to look at Shi Zheng.

"I know." Shi Zheng huffed at his mother, as if this had anything to do with her!

After snapping at his mother, he grinned at Fang Zhuo: "Thank you, Brother Fang. I will repay you for this ticket in the future."

"You're welcome."

Fang Zhuo didn't mind.

Bai Shiwei's brow relaxed as well, and she turned to leave with Fang Zhuo.

Shi Zheng waved from behind, shouting loudly: "Brother Fang, Sister-in-law, take care!"

"Alright, you brat! They're already out of sight."

After his mother scolded him, she said with a sigh: "Consider yourself lucky to have met a noble person. Do you know what kind of strength your Brother Fang has?"

"Transcendent Martial Artist."

Shi Zheng shrugged.

Fang Jing had talked to him about Fang Zhuo quite often, and she was always so proud whenever she mentioned him.

"You knew? Why didn't you say so earlier?" Shi Zheng's mother demanded, thinking her son was truly dense.

"Say what earlier?"

Shi Zheng looked at his parents: "So you could suck up to him?"

"You!" The couple was furious.

"What about me? Did I hit the nail on the head?" After Shi Zheng finished speaking, he didn't look back and ran back into the small courtyard of their home.

He punched the sandbag, one blow after another.

The "bang, bang" sounds continued incessantly. In no time, Shi Zheng was drenched in sweat and his knuckles were red, but he continued to punch.

He kept pounding away at the motionless sandbag.

"This kid!"

The couple returned home, exchanged a glance, their eyes filled with both gratification and bitterness, but neither said anything more.

They weren't stupid. From the conversation just now, they could see their son's intentions. The road ahead wouldn't be easy!

...

On the other side.

Bai Shiwei took Fang Zhuo's hand, walking slowly on the way back to the group.

"Husband, you said this trip was for relaxation, but you ended up mastering the sixth level of the Thunder Fire Blade. Has your combat power multiplier now reached 100 times?"

"Exactly 100 times."

Fang Zhuo smiled and nodded.

Inner Scene Perfection in Body Control added a 20x multiplier.

The sixth level of the Thunder Fire Blade added a 5x multiplier.

It could be said that he was terrifyingly strong now. If he were in the Wilderness Area and used his trump card, the Martial Aspect ability 'Flame', to coat the Thunder Fire Blade with a 'Flame' characteristic...

Could an average 49th-level Transcendent Martial Artist withstand it?

As long as they weren't top geniuses from the Three Great Warrior Groups, most 49th-level Transcendent Martial Artists wouldn't have a combat power multiplier reaching 100x.

In this way, even if his Life Level lagged behind, the gap in physical fitness would be made up by the combat power multiplier.

Honestly, there was a real chance...!

And even among the Three Great Warrior Groups, like second-tier S-Class Geniuses with Life Levels of 47 or 48, they might not necessarily be his opponents.

After assessing his own combat power, Fang Zhuo shook his head. According to his combat philosophy, he generally would never seek to fight someone at a higher level than himself.

He cultivated his martial power so that when he needed to use his fists to speak, he could crush those below him!