A series of disdainful glances swallowed up Qin Mo like a tide.
No one would believe that this son of a useless son-in-law could compare to Jian Chen.
Even comparing the two together is an insult to Jian Chen.
Even Su Wenyuan was extremely disappointed with him.
Now he wanted to slap himself. Why was he so obsessed with giving Qin Mo a chance to attend the clan meeting in the first place?
"Qin Mo, the clan meeting is such a grand occasion, how can we allow you to act like this?"
Su Wenyuan said with a serious face.
"Am I kidding?"
Qin Mo was amused.
"Only by breaking the record of the Autumn Hunting Competition can you be qualified to ring the bell. Aren't you just joking? Do you think you are Jian Chen?"
Su Luohai was so angry.
He turned around and said to Mr. Su: "Master Patriarch, this son is making a big fuss at the clan meeting and showing contempt for the dignity of our Su family. I propose that they be killed on the spot, father and son, to set the record straight..."
But before he could finish speaking, Qin Mo burst out laughing, "What? Jian Chen can break the record, but I can't? Can't you afford to lose?"
As soon as these words came out, the whole place was as quiet as a chicken.
And what he said made Su Luohai swallow it back.
Did Qin Mo also break the record?
Jian Chen frowned slightly and hummed: "Impossible. With your strength, you can't break the record at all."
Even he tried his best to hunt down forty-seven spiritual beasts.
Why should Qin Mo?
"I will defend my mother's record. Open your eyes and see clearly. How many beast pills do I have here?"
As Qin Mo waved his hand, a large piece of spiritual light burst out.
One after another, the shining beast pills appeared in front of everyone's eyes.
Even for people who don't know how to count, just looking at the scale of this beast elixir piled together, it is already much larger than Jian Chen's.
"Forty-four, forty-five, forty-six..."
"Fifty-eight, fifty-nine..."
Everyone started counting.
Even Mr. Su, including Mr. Su, was counting silently in his mind with a horrified look on his face.
"It's ninety-two! A total of ninety-two beast pills!"
“Unbelievable!”
The crowd instantly exploded.
Jian Chen killed forty-seven spirit beasts, which was already shocking to the heavens.
But Qin Mo almost doubled the score, breaking the record just set by Jian Chen.
This shocking result left everyone completely dumbfounded.
Even Jian Chen himself stood there with a blank expression on his face, his mind going blank.
"This is absolutely impossible. You are just a Dao Palace realm. How can you kill more spiritual beasts than me?"
Jian Chen tightened his fists and his expression turned extremely cold.
As a true disciple of the Yunhai Sect, he would never accept this outcome.
How arrogant is Jian Chen?
Even if he loses to a genius from a large sect, he will never be reconciled.
Let alone a country bumpkin from a small place?
In fact, with Qin Mo's strength, he would not have been able to kill so many spiritual beasts.
But he killed Su Lingyue and four others, and looted a lot of beast pills from them.
So not only did he overtake Jian Chen, he also left the opponent far behind.
This is the effect Qin Mo wants.
Aren’t you, Jian Chen, the true successor of Yunhai Sect?
Isn't he the number one genius of the Su family?
Isn't it Mr. Su's pride?
I will slap you in the face hard in front of the world.
Looking at the more than ninety beast pills, Su Wenyuan fell into a long silence.
He didn't know how to face this result.
Are you happy?
It's obviously out of the question.
After all, he had always been so optimistic about Jian Chen, but Qin Mo overtook him.
Doesn't this mean that there is something wrong with his vision?
Sad?
He didn't seem too sad either.
In any case, Qin Mo is the son of Su Luoyun, and the blood of the Su family flows in his body.
If a genius better than Jian Chen emerges from the Su family, how can he regard an outsider as a hope?
Su Wenyuan had mixed emotions in his heart. The autumn hunting competition was so unexpected that he was a little unprepared.
"Master Patriarch, this disciple suspects that Qin Mo is cheating. Please allow this disciple to discuss with Qin Mo to verify the truth and falsehood."
Jian Chen cupped his fists and bowed towards Su Wenyuan.
"Okay, since everyone has doubts, let's have a competition. This is the most intuitive way."
Su Wenyuan nodded lightly.
He also wants to know how strong Qin Mo is?
Besides, these two people had made an appointment to fight in Genting from the beginning, so there was no reason to stop them.
Jian Chen turned around and looked at Qin Mo, an invisible murderous intention brewing.
Yunhai Sect is the first-class sect in the East China Sea, and its status is no less than that of Fulong Sect.
And the standards for true disciples are even much stricter than those of Fulong Sect.
In Fulong Sect, as long as you are promoted to the Dao Palace realm, becoming a true disciple is a sure thing.
But in Yunhai Sect, only a very small number of Dao Palace level geniuses can hope to be promoted to True Inheritance.
The remaining 90% of people are qualified to become true disciples only after they have reached the life-taking realm.
Jian Chen is this type of person.
He entered the life-threatening realm a year ago, and now he is quite famous in Yunhai Sect.
How many wealthy princes and martial arts geniuses were trampled under Jian Chen's feet.
How could he take Qin Mo seriously?
When he made an appointment to fight on Yunding, Jian Chen only thought it was a joke and never thought about fighting Qin Mo.
Because in his opinion, Qin Mo is not qualified to be his opponent.
Now that he is forced to fight, he has surrendered himself, which makes Jian Chen extremely depressed.
"It is the greatest honor in your life to die by my sword."
Jian Chen narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at Qin Mo.
A stream of light blue sword energy surged out from Jian Chen's palm and formed a three-foot sword beam.
"Is this the mirage sword energy of Yunhai Sect?"
Immediately someone shouted in surprise.
"It is said that this mirage sword energy is tempered by collecting hundreds of deep sea earth energy. Once it is condensed into a sword, it will be as sharp as a Taoist weapon."
Many of these onlookers came from the coast, had dealt with people from the Yunhai Sect, and were well aware of the mystery of the mirage sword energy.
The East China Sea is vast and boundless and contains various earth energy essences. Many of the magical powers of the Yunhai Sect are cultivated by absorbing the earth energy essence.
Mirage Sword Qi is one of them.
Jian Chen has the spiritual roots of water and earth, so he can absorb the essence of earth energy like a fish in water.
The three-foot sword in his palm is the result of his two years of practice.
Everyone can feel the terrifying magic power contained in this sword.
This is no longer something that the Dao Palace realm can contend with.
Everyone in the Su family was also shocked by Jian Chen's strength.
After all, they had not seen each other for two years, and no one expected that Jian Chen would grow at such an astonishing speed.
In everyone's opinion, there is no suspense about this battle at all.
"Qin Mo, I know you are not convinced, but I still say that you cannot be my opponent. Even if your mother is still alive, I can kill her with one sword."
Jian Chen's eyes were sharp, and the sword in his hand was pointed directly at Qin Mo.