Qi Mingyu, who was still in high school at the time, was just like Wu Zifan, an ordinary person who had never practiced cultivation.
Before his death, Baili Changsheng said that the young master of Tongtian Palace had cultivated from an ordinary person to a god in three years.
Could it be that everything Baili Changsheng said before his death was true?
Han Jiulin entered the divine realm at a young age and was already considered an extremely talented warrior. However, even he had to practice since childhood, especially during his service in the Northern War Zone, and experienced countless lives and deaths before he could break through the shackles.
Qi Mingyu cultivated to the divine realm in just three years. How did he do it?
Is the old palace master of Tongtian Palace really a transcendent being?
For a moment, Han Jiulin was full of questions.
"what's on your mind?"
At this moment, Qi Mingyu asked with a half-smile.
Han Jiulin came back to his senses, walked towards Qi Mingyu, and joked with a smile: "I was wondering what kind of luck did you have to have such an adventure."
This was originally a joke. After all, the relationship between them was unbreakable. Even if they hadn't seen each other for many years, they didn't feel strange.
However, Qi Mingyu's face turned cold and he sneered: "Why, are you sure that you can be born into a noble family and achieve fame at a young age?
Am I not worthy of my achievements?
Even if there is, is it just bad luck?"
Han Jiulin paused and explained: "That's not what I meant, it was just a joke. You don't have to react so big, right?"
Qi Mingyu stood with his hands behind his back and said quietly: "What do you mean, I know very well, don't you just think that I should always look up at you, right?
Just like back then, Wu Zifan and I should be following you like followers all day long, right?"
Han Jiulin frowned slightly.
Fan Keqi also frowned, took two steps back, and distanced herself from Qi Mingyu.
Qi Mingyu at this moment felt too strange to them.
"What on earth do you mean?"
Han Jiulin asked in a deep voice.
Qi Mingyu smiled faintly and said: "Master Han, I am here this time to make decisions for the Pei family.
I’m not here to catch up with old acquaintances.”
Han Jiulin narrowed his eyes slightly and asked, "Don't you miss the old relationship at all?"
"Of course I have to recite it, how could I not recite it?"
Qi Mingyu smiled softly and said: "For the sake of our friendship as classmates, as long as you cut off one of your arms and leave Zhonghai City overnight, I will let you go."
Fan Keqi shouted in a deep voice: "Qi Mingyu, do you know what you are talking about and who you are talking to!"
Qi Mingyu looked at Fan Keqi and said with a half-smile, "I'm just talking to Han Jiulin. What's the problem?"
Fan Keqi said angrily: "Are you crazy? He is Han Jiulin. What was our relationship back then? How could you say such things to him?"
Qi Mingyu said calmly: "In life, even father and son can turn against each other, and biological brothers can kill each other. What does the old friendship between classmates mean?
Moreover, I have made it very clear that I only let him cut off his arm and leave Zhonghai because of the friendship between his classmates.
Otherwise, he would be a cold corpse now."
After saying that, he looked at Han Jiulin: "How about it? My condition is not excessive. Do you agree?"
Han Jiulin took a deep breath and asked, "Can I know why you are so hostile to me?
Just because you are the young master of Tongtian Palace, you must make the decision for the Pei family?"
Pei Yanyan also did not expect that the young palace master was an old classmate of Han Jiulin and Fan Keqi. She stood up with a smile and said arrogantly: "Our Pei family contributes billions, even tens of billions, to Tongtian Palace every year.
As for supplies, Tongtian Palace will naturally make the decision for us!
What does your little friendship as classmates mean in the face of these interests?"
Qi Mingyu suddenly turned his head, looked at Pei Yanyan, and said coldly: "Get out of here, you are not qualified to speak here!"
Pei Yanyan was stunned for a moment and said in confusion: "Young Master, I..."
Before he finished speaking, Qi Mingyu suddenly waved his hand with an indifferent expression!
Pei Yan flew backwards with a crash and hit the buffet table. The table turned upside down and a lot of exquisite food was scattered on the ground.
"I've already said it, you don't have the right to speak here, noisy!"
At this moment, Qi Mingyu exuded a powerful and heart-stopping aura. Everyone present, except Han Jiulin, could not help but feel frightened and their legs became weak.
One by one, I instinctively felt strong fear!
Han Jiulin narrowed his eyes slightly, put his hand on Fan Keqi's shoulder, and felt a surge of energy. Fan Keqi returned to normal and was no longer afraid.
Qi Mingyu glanced at Han Jiulin's movements, smiled faintly, and said: "The Pei family is a dog raised by our Tongtian Palace. When beating a dog, it depends on the owner. The owner makes the decision for the dog. Is it reasonable?
Although I don’t like that guy Baili Changsheng, after all, he is the dog raised by our Tongtian Palace. If you kill him, I want one of your arms. Isn’t it too much?”
Han Jiulin said coldly: "Then what if I must uproot the Sansheng Group?"
"With me here, you can't do it.
If you don't agree to my request just now, then I will have no choice but to do it myself."
Qi Mingyu lightly flicked his sleeves, showing strong confidence.
Han Jiulin's eyes gradually became indifferent.
The two looked at each other, each releasing a powerful aura, and the entire cruise ship suddenly began to shake.
Fan Keqi, Yang Bingtian and others were all unsteady on their feet. As the cruise ship rocked back and forth, many people fell directly to the ground.
Han Jiulin calmed down his momentum and said calmly: "Let's change places."
"No need!"
Qi Mingyu snorted coldly, shook his hand, and a small pocket sword, one finger long, suddenly emerged from the wide cuffs.
He reached out and pointed at Han Jiulin, and the small sword suddenly grew in size, cut through the air, made a series of hunting explosions, broke through the speed of sound, and rushed towards Han Jiulin!
Han Jiulin actually smelled danger from this sword!
This is an attack method that can only be used by the strongest in the divine realm!
The small sword grew larger and came to him very quickly, taking only a moment!
Han Jiulin had no time to dodge, not to mention, there were Yang Bingtian and others behind him.
Pulling the sword out of its sheath, the Hanyue Sword, exuding an icy coldness, immediately blocked the long sword!
The swords met, and a powerful aura suddenly erupted, and bright white light spread in all directions.
The magnificent large cruise ship suddenly began to break apart from the point where the swords intersected!
Han Jiulin's eyes narrowed, he swung the sword with all his strength, and suddenly swung away the simple-looking sword, and said in a deep voice: "Fight somewhere else, this ship can't support the fluctuation of the remaining power of the battle between you and me!"
"If you can't support it, you can't support it. What does it matter?"
Qi Mingyu pointed his finger, and the long sword floated still beside him, with an unconcerned look on his face.