Fan Wuji smiled and said, "Teacher Leng, it's really a good skill." The angle and strength of this chalk are impeccable. ”

Seeing this, Leng Qingqiu's pupils couldn't help shrinking. Her gaze changed, and suddenly, her eyes were completely serious, and there was no longer the slightest contempt for her. Although Leng Qingqiu threw chalk, he did not infuse the innate true qi. But don't forget that even if an innate powerhouse doesn't use his true qi, his physical strength is far from being comparable to that of an acquired cultivator.

What's more, Fan Wuji at this time has not cultivated internal strength, and he is not yet a cultivator. Fan Wuji, who was not even a cultivator, actually caught the chalk thrown by Leng Qingqiu, an innate powerhouse. This method is terrifying. So at this moment, Leng Qingqiu's gaze at Fan Wuji changed. From contempt to solemnity and seriousness.

Leng Qingqiu didn't speak. She picked up a piece of chalk from the podium again. Leng Qingqiu's use of force and angle this time is even more tricky. With a thud, a piece of chalk was thrown. This speed is amazing, and there is a sound of breaking the air, like a sharp arrow breaking through the air.

Fan Wuji looked at the rushing chalk, without the slightest fear, but smiled indifferently. Fan Wuji still raised his left hand, his movements seemed to be slow, and he was able to come first. In an instant, the piece of chalk came to Fan Wuji's side, only a few inches away.

At this time, Fan Wuji pinched his two fingers, lifted the weight lightly, and easily caught the second piece of chalk. Fan Wuji pinched the chalk, then let go, and the chalk suddenly collapsed, turned into powder, and landed on the desk.

At this time, the pupils shrank again. A look of disbelief flashed in her eyes. Her gaze was no longer the slightest contempt, but revealed a trace of solemnity.

If it is said that the first piece of chalk, it is a coincidence that Fan Wuji was able to catch it. Then the second piece of chalk can still be caught, which is definitely not a coincidence and luck can do it. And the second piece of chalk is much stronger and faster than the first one.

At this time, it was cold and autumnal, and I was very unhappy. Her stunt of throwing chalk heads, but she has been practicing for a long time, and she can be described as a hundred shots. She used this stunt against disobedient students and never missed.

Maybe it's because of the competitiveness of the competition, maybe it's because Leng Qingqiu feels that he can't hold his face. At this time, she actually picked up the chalk again. At this time, she picked up a piece of chalk in each hand. She still didn't use the slightest innate true qi at this moment. But her physical qualities as a congenital powerhouse were all brought into play.

An innate powerhouse, even if he doesn't use true qi, is not an idle acquired cultivator who can compare. At this moment, in addition to the innate true qi, Leng Qingqiu had no reservations, she used ten percent of her strength, and threw the chalk out with both hands at an extremely tricky angle.

The third time the chalk went straight to Fan Wuji. At this moment, the sound of breaking the air was a little stronger. The speed is amazing, and many students who are slow to react can't catch the trajectory of the chalk with their eyes.

In other words, the speed of the chalk thrown by Leng Qingqiu has almost surpassed the reaction speed of ordinary people's pupils.

Fan Wou-Ki still chuckled, his trademark smile on the corner of his mouth. He has a calm and breezy demeanor, and everything is in his chest. At this time, he suddenly raised his hands. He seems to have already calculated the angle, force, and even the landing point of the chalk shot.

In the next moment, all the students present turned their eyes to Fan Wuji, intentionally or unintentionally. Just between the lightning and flint, Fan Wuji magically caught the chalk thrown by Leng Qingqiu again.

At this time, there was a hissing sound in the classroom. The hiss was the sound of the students gasping for air. Because the speed of the chalk just now was so fast, beyond the speed of their eyeballs. All the students present were not sure to catch the chalk at this speed.

And Fan Wuji caught it with great ease, how could this not be shocking?

Fan Wuji smiled a little proudly, waved his hands back, and threw two pieces of chalk on the ground.

When Leng Qingqiu saw this scene, his face turned pale. She, a congenital strong person and a guide, actually used all her physical strength to throw out the chalk, but she was still grabbed by the students. For a while, she couldn't hold her face.

"Teacher Leng, good means! If this chalk is one point faster, the strength will be one point more. Wuji can't catch it. Wuji was able to catch it, it was all a fluke. Fan Wuji said with a sincere face.

Although no one believed it, he was lucky enough to catch this nonsense like chalk. But after all, Fan Wuji said so, giving Leng Qingqiu a step down. At this time, Leng Qingqiu gave Fan Wuji a look. That look seemed to say, you kid is interesting.

At this time, Leng Qingqiu stared at Fan Wuji with a serious face and glanced at him. Then she said solemnly: "Fan Wuji." Honestly, are you a physical cultivator? And a good physical cultivator?"

"Physical cultivation, what is physical cultivation? Wuji doesn't know. Fan Wuji stretched out his hand and scratched his head, saying with an innocent expression.

Leng Qingqiu slapped the table on the podium at that time. She shouted, "Don't play stupid. You were able to catch my chalk without the slightest trace of internal force. This shows that your physical qualities are extraordinary. To be able to have such extraordinary physical qualities. This means that you are a body cultivator who specializes in the physical body. ”

When Fan Wuji heard this, he couldn't help but chuckle in his heart, and secretly said that it was not good. But when he thought about it, a thought rose in his heart. He then put on a confused and innocent expression again.

He shook his head and said, "Teacher." Wuji doesn't know what physical cultivation is, but Wuji's physical quality is indeed far beyond ordinary people. Because Wuji ate a fruit on the mountain when he was a child. After that, Wuji slept for seven days and seven nights, and after waking up, my physical fitness was amazingly strong. That time, Wuji, the whole person was reborn. ”

When Leng Qingqiu heard this, his expression changed slightly, and he looked like he didn't believe it. But in the end, she still chose to believe that Fan Wuji had eaten a strange fruit and denied his identity as a physical cultivator.

You must know that the body cultivates together, enters the Tao with the physical body, and does not practice the Qi Dao. With absolute physical strength, physical cultivation is able to compete with ordinary qi path cultivators. However, physical cultivation is extremely testing of qualifications, and it requires a lot of resources to assist.

In Leng Qingqiu's opinion. First, Fan Wuji's qualifications are very poor, only one star. Second, she knew that Fan Wuji was from Cangjun. Fan Wou-Ki's parents have been missing for many years, and Van Wou-Ki is half an orphan. Will an orphan be able to use a lot of resources to assist him in cultivating the physical body?

The answer is clearly no.

Therefore, Leng Qingqiu at this time would rather believe that Fan Wuji had eaten a strange fruit by luck and his body had undergone a transformation, and he would not believe that he was a good body cultivator.