This kid has been constantly mocking you since you first came in. It doesn't matter if you are really strong, but you are just at the Early Third Layer of the Golden Core Realm level.
Then can I tolerate you?
It's time to give Dagan Dynasty some strength.
Zhou Qi walked to the opposite side of Meng Bufan in a few steps, and they were three feet apart.
The atmosphere in the hall suddenly became tense.
Emperor Xianwu leaned on the back of the chair and tapped his fingers on the armrest twice.
Chen Fu stood behind him, not daring to breathe.
Lu Xuan frowned and looked at the two people in front of him.
Meng Bufan was so happy to see Zhou Qi that he was startled at first, but then he burst into two heroic laughters.
He waved at Zhou Qi impolitely, indicating that you should make the first move.
Zhou Qi raised the corner of his mouth slightly, raised his head, indicating that you don't need to give in, you come first.
Meng Bufan was startled, and then a coldness flashed in his eyes.
He struck out with a palm, Golden Core Third Layer's Spiritual Power surged out like a tide, carrying the fierce palm wind, and went straight to Zhou Qi's chest.
He used 70% of his strength with this palm. He had no intention of killing this person, he just wanted to suppress Great Yong Dynasty's momentum.
By the way, I will put a brand on this person's young mind so that I can recruit this person in the future.
The wind howled, the window lattice in the hall creaked due to the air waves, and the dishes on the table trembled slightly.
This was because the two of them deliberately suppressed their momentum, otherwise the entire hall would be overturned by the energy.
Zhou Qi also moved.
He didn't hide, but raised his hand to meet him with a palm.
That palm seemed to be an understatement, but the moment the two palms met.
Boom--!
A wave of Spiritual Power that was stronger, more fierce, and more domineering than Meng Bufan spurted out from the palm of Zhou Qi, like a flood that broke a bank, hitting Meng Bufan's palm head-on.
The muffled sound was deafening, and air waves exploded.
The suppressed energy suddenly exploded.
The dishes on the long table were overturned, and soup splashed everywhere.
The wine glass tipped over and the wine flowed all over the table.
The window lattice was blown open, the window paper shattered, and pieces flew everywhere.
Meng Bufan's face changed drastically.
He felt an irresistible force coming from the opponent's palm, and his whole body seemed to have been hit by a semi-trailer. He took seven or eight steps back. The sound of "dong-dong-dong" footsteps echoed on the wooden floor, and every step left a crack.
When he took the last step, the floor beneath his feet was shattered, and his body hit the wall before he could barely stabilize himself.
His right arm was trembling slightly, and blood was oozing from his mouth.
And Zhou Qi stood there, motionless, with a slight joke on the corner of his mouth.
"It seems that Deacon Meng's strength in the Dagan Dynasty... is indeed average."
On the other hand, Zhou Qi's clothes were not blown up, her hair was not messed up, and her breathing did not even change.
There was a dead silence in the whole place.
Lu Xuan's eyes flashed as he looked at Zhou Qi carefully.
He could see that the power of that palm, the precise control, the shock and no brain-shaking, could not be achieved by a Golden Core First Layer.
Emperor Xianwu The wine glass in his hand stopped in mid-air, and the wine spilled all over the table, and he didn't even notice it.
He stared at Zhou Qi with wide eyes, his face full of disbelief.
Golden Core First Layer, knock back Golden Core Third Layer with one palm?
This is impossible.
Unless...
Chen Fu looked at the scene in front of him and secretly rejoiced in his heart. Fortunately, he had not been bewitched by Zhao Wuji just now.
Meng Bufan looked down at his trembling right hand, then looked up at Zhou Qi.
The other party's clothes were not blown up, his hair was not messed up, and his breathing did not even change.
The contempt and casualness in his eyes completely disappeared, replaced by shock and fear.
"You..." He ignored Zhou Qi's taunt and said in shock, "You are definitely not Golden Core First Layer."
Zhou Qi retracted his palms, stood with his hands behind his back, and spoke calmly.
"Of course, I'm Golden Core, Third-Layer Peak."
Five words are like five stones thrown into a calm lake.
The hall fell into dead silence again.
Emperor Xianwu stared at Zhou Qi closely, his eyes full of disbelief.
Golden Core, Third-Layer Peak?
Twenty-four years old.
He remembered that night two years ago, when Zhou Qi took away Qin Guan from Imperial City, he was no more than Golden Core First Layer.
In two years, he jumped two Golden Core Realm realms in a row?
What kind of cultivation speed is this?
He took a deep breath and suppressed the fear in his heart.
His mind was spinning rapidly. Twenty-four-year-old Golden Core, Third-Layer Peak had such potential that he could be considered top-notch even among the Primordial Immortal Sect and Inner Sect.
If they can be won over, Great Yong's status under the Immortal Sect will have the opportunity to improve.
Meng Bufan's face turned blue and white in turns.
He was bragging just now that he had risen from Golden Core First Layer to the third floor in five years, and he expressed contempt for Zhou Qi in every possible way.
Now people tell him that at the age of twenty-four, Golden Core, Third-Layer Peak, he is one step ahead of him.
The slap in the face made a snapping sound.
His face sank and changed for a while, and finally he cupped his hands and said in a muffled voice, "Fellow Daoist Zhou is hiding his secrets. Meng is disrespectful."
After saying that, he turned around and walked back to his seat, picked up the wine glass and drank it all in one gulp without saying a word.
Lu Xuan sat down again, cupped his hands towards Zhou Qi, and his tone was much more polite than before:
"Fellow Daoist Zhou has reached Golden Core, Third-Layer Peak at the age of twenty-four, and is already top-notch at the Dagan Dynasty. It may not be impossible to break the elixir and transform into an infant in the future. I apologize for Lu's negligence just now."
Zhou Qi clasped his fists in return. "Deacon Lu, you're welcome."
Lu Xuan glanced at Emperor Xianwu with a bit of dissatisfaction in his eyes, obviously blaming Emperor Xianwu for not providing accurate information.
Emperor Xianwu quickly smoothed things over and said with a smile, "It was my negligence. I didn't know that Mr. Zhou has reached the peak of the third level. Come on, let me toast you three."
Lu Xuan picked up the wine glass and touched it with Emperor Xianwu.
Meng Bufan also picked up the wine glass, smiled reluctantly, and drank it in one gulp.
Everyone had their own thoughts on the whole meal, but it wasn't embarrassing at all with Xianwu constantly lobbying and cheering.
Full of wine and food.
The two envoys were led by Chen Fu to the viewing room to take a short rest and watch the arena match below.
Emperor Xianwu left Zhou Qi behind, apparently wanting to talk about something.
The sound of footsteps gradually faded away.
There are only two people Emperor Xianwu and Zhou Qi left in the hall.
Emperor Xianwu leaned back on the chair, held the teacup, and took a slow sip, his eyes falling on the arenas in the square outside the window.
After a moment of silence, he put down his tea cup and spoke.
"Mr. Zhou, I have a heartfelt request."
Zhou Qi looked at him without saying anything, waiting for the next step.
Emperor Xianwu thought about his words and said slowly, "With your strength, you will definitely be in the top ten in this selection. You have great hope of entering Primordial Immortal Sect. And with your talent, it is not difficult to get a place in the Inner Sect."
He paused and said with a bit of emotion in his tone, "Great Yong Dynasty is a thousand-year-old country, and there are countless contestants who were sent to the Immortal Sect. Although most of them failed to make it to the Immortal Sect and died in Ascendant Path, there are also some amazingly talented and beautiful people. After entering Immortal Sect, they were like mud cows drowning in the sea, never to be heard from again."
"Except for the royal family, no one has come back."
Emperor Xianwu's voice was very calm, but Zhou Qi could hear the complex emotions underneath the calmness.
He looked at Zhou Qi with a hint of sincerity in his eyes. "I want to ask you, if you gain a firm foothold in the Immortal Sect in the future, don't forget Great Yong. I don't ask you to come back and stay for a long time. I just ask that you can help the dynasty when it is in trouble."
Zhou Qi picked up the tea cup and took a slow sip.
He didn't answer immediately.
Zhou Qi put down the tea cup and suddenly smiled.
"Your Majesty, the dynasty has locked up Cultivation Method too hard..."