Pant, pant, pant!
Within the Library Pavilion, heavy panting sounds could be heard.
Nu Xiong's face turned red as he was lifted up by Jian Wushuang's fingers.
He kept growling and pulling on Jian Wushuang's arm with both hands while his legs kept kicking in the air.
However, no matter how hard he struggled, Jian Wushuang's five slender fingers, with distinct joints, seemed to be cast from molten iron. He could not move them at all.
"Stop!"
"Let go of Senior Brother Nu Xiong!!"
The disciples behind Nu Xiong's group immediately shouted at him.
Jian Wushuang was expressionless and ignored them.
To the current him, even if he did not use divine power, he could easily crush a Void Warrior like Nu Xiong. He who was not even at the Scar level, he could easily deal with him with just the physical strength of the Chaos Overlord Body.
If Jian Wushuang wanted to kill him, it would be easier than killing an ant.