Giant Company

"Not bad, not bad."

The old man in white took Xia Ping's palm and looked at him with admiration. He said, "You're only

in the ninth heaven of the Martial Disciple Realm, yet you can display such power. You've cultivated

the Five Forms Fist to the acme of perfection. It's really amazing."

He paused and stared at Xia Ping. "But what's even more amazing is that you've opened a little bit

of the Baihui acupoint in the Martial Disciple Realm and cultivated spiritual power."

"It seems that your spiritual power is quite strong. I don't know how much stronger it is than ordinary people."

What?!

Xia Ping was taken aback. With just a single punch, this old man seemed to have seen through his

entire body. This old man's eyesight was terrifying to the point of being a complete mess.

"It can't be. He has cultivated spiritual power at the Martial Disciple Realm. How, how is this