Suddenly, an overwhelming pressure descended from the heavens.
It pressed down on Gu Xiu, who was seated above.
His eyebrow slightly twitched.
His grasping technique was meant to generate suction, but this was... pressure!
Completely different.
Moreover, under this pressure, even the speed of a Second Grade Martial Artist would be affected.
"This boy is truly a genius!"
He couldn't help but praise inwardly.
"Is it your full strength now?" Gu Xiu asked.
"No!" Chen Xuan shook his head, "About fifty percent!"
"Full strength!"
Gu Xiu was quite dissatisfied, glaring at him, sparing a mere Third Grade.
"Yes, sir."
Chen Xuan grinned, his mind suddenly filled with mischief.
"Sir, sir, you said it yourself."
Then, he fully unleashed the spiritual power within his body.
But the pressure originally directed downward was suddenly transformed into an upward force.
