The moment Chen Jue spoke, all the students turned to look at him, over a dozen pairs of eyes filled with bewilderment.
They had originally assumed that the fellow squatting beside the training ground, munching on an apple, was there for the same reason they had once attended a free trial lesson: to assess Instructor Liu Qiang's teaching before deciding whether to enroll.
Who would have thought that this unassuming young man would stun everyone by questioning Instructor Liu Qiang?
"He isn't here to sign up for lessons?"
"Instructor Liu Qiang is a big shot at body-tempering level four! That spear routine just now was so impressive. Is this guy out of his mind? He actually dares to question him!"
"Now this should be good!" The students standing in formation buzzed with discussion. To them, Liu Qiang, who had earned his level-four certification and developed hidden strength, was an authority.
It felt like a teacher at a prestigious school was earnestly explaining a problem in class when a student suddenly spoke up to challenge an error in the question, throwing the whole class into an uproar.
Even if that student ultimately failed to win the argument, he would certainly steal the spotlight in front of the entire class.
Liu Qiang slowly lowered the spear in his hands and looked at Chen Jue in puzzlement.
To his eyes, although Chen Jue was tall and broad, his entire body was absurdly slack, showing no signs whatsoever of having practiced the Body-Tempering Exercise.
No matter how he looked at him, he seemed like an ordinary person!
Interrupting someone's teaching was extremely rude, but recalling the various oddities Chen Jue had displayed earlier, along with that Photoshopped "body-tempering level ten" certification lookup that he could not get out of his head, Liu Qiang did