The "Iron Fist Five Explosions" had been improved by Qin Jiagui. When combined with the Silver Power, it created a wondrous effect, transforming into infinite explosions that surged forward like a streak of silver fabric.
The explosions that shattered the void lasted for a long time.
Qi Ming nodded in admiration. Qin Jiagui was indeed a genius who grasped concepts quickly. Although the power of this punch seemed insignificant to Qi Ming, it could not be underestimated when compared amongst those of the same level.
"Thank you, senior." Qin Jiagui bowed respectfully to Qi Ming. This bow came from the heart and was a sincere expression of gratitude.
Without Qi Ming's assistance, it would have taken who knows how long for him to progress from the Eighth Stage Bronze Warrior to a First-Level Silver Soldier; yet now, the transformation had taken merely a day or two.
