Zheng Qing naturally couldn't possibly use his own Charm Gun and Fu Bullets to blast his own avatar's forehead.
But he was very interested in this kind of Magic problem of a low dimension interfering with a high dimension, and the Professor of this class happened to be one of the few Wizards who could answer this doubt.
Just like the other two classes on Saturday afternoon—The Principle of Convergence and the Abusmo Conjecture—the Professor of Introduction to Dimensionism also came from the relevant department.
Therefore, this Professor knew a bit more about a certain student in the class who had a special identity.
After hearing Zheng Qing's question, he gave the Young Wizard a meaningful look, did not speak directly, but stepped down from the podium, walked to the wall, clenched his fist, and with a bang, struck the exact center of the wall.
The movement was clean and crisp.
Crack!
The entire classroom was stunned by that punch.
