He twisted his body, dropping to all fours. With his palms pressed against the hot bluestone, he could indeed feel the defensive power around him strengthen considerably.
"What... is he doing?" Cyan Snake frowned, her eyes filled with confusion.
White Snake's mouth hung open as she unconsciously poked at her chin.
Mo Yunzi's earlier serious expression vanished, replaced by a look of bewilderment.
The three of them stared at Chu Fan's bizarre posture, rooted to the spot in astonishment. They had no idea what kind of strange Secret Skill he could possibly be practicing.
Chu Fan tried taking a few steps on all fours. He moved at a turtle's pace, and it felt extremely awkward.
While this posture could push his defense to its limit, it hampered his movement and made it difficult to attack.
Moreover, the way his butt stuck up in the air was rather unflattering.
