King of Consciousness

That's why this time, they both showed their old faces and asked for a discussion with Qin Mo. As a result, all three of them were naturally happy. Qin Mo also accepts all comers, the more the better.

Next, Huang Yikun said, in response to everyone's unanimous suggestion, please ask Qin Mo to give the island a name. Qin Mo felt happy and couldn't help but secretly asked, "Did Huang Yikun come up with this himself?"

Unexpectedly, as soon as Huang Yikun finished speaking, everyone burst into applause and said that this move belongs to none other than Junior Master Qin.

Qin Mo refused to accept the offer, and said that with seniors such as Dean Huang here, he did not dare to be as good as before. But in the end, he couldn't withstand Huang Yikun and everyone's repeated requests, so he had to accept this "difficult" task.

"Whoosh!" Immediately, Qin Mo rose into the sky, and on a protruding boulder above the island, he wrote the three ancient characters "Cradle Island" in a swipe. The font is square and simple, faintly revealing a simple and heavy ancient charm. The brilliance flowing all over the body makes people dare not look directly.

"Okay!" Then, when he landed on the ground, everyone cheered again and everyone clapped.

Immediately after, someone said, "Uncle Qin, not only does the handwriting last forever, but most importantly, it has profound meaning and far-reaching artistic conception." Immediately, everyone nodded in praise again.

"Haha, okay. Junior Uncle Qin, not only is he ambitious, but he also has the ambition to reach the top! Do you want to make this place the cradle of our Canglan Academy, or the cradle of cultivating talented disciples?" Then someone laughed again road.

"Haha, okay!" The crowd not only cheered loudly, but also clapped desperately again. And they all said: "From now on, this place will not only be the cradle of Canglan Academy, but also the holy land of cultivation that everyone yearns for!"

Qin Mo smiled slightly and said nothing. He just kept waving to everyone.

Next, of course, are those disciples who have not yet competed with him, and the moment they have been waiting for has arrived. But this time, they neither swarmed around him nor continued to line up.

They all gathered around Qin Mo very consciously, and then competed with him according to the teams that had been arranged yesterday. When Qin Mo saw this scene, he couldn't help but nodded secretly.

After yesterday's discussion, not only did everyone cherish the opportunity to compete with Qin Mo, but they also respected him more and more.

Every time they showed off their special skills, they would kindly remind Mr. Qin. But every time, when they saw Qin Mo, there was no danger. Not only did he successfully crack their special skills, but he also launched a desperate counterattack. Suddenly, they were shocked again and again by the terrifying methods and powerful strength he displayed.

It seems that this young master Qin is omnipotent. Whether it was competing with him for speed, strength, or even physical competition.

But in the end, they all discovered to their dismay that they must be the ones who failed. In the end, they came to a common conclusion, "This uncle is not a human being, he is the incarnation of the devil."

Not only did he subvert their perceptions time and time again, but he also broke the iron laws of the monk world. That is, it is difficult for monks of the same level to defeat a monk with a higher level of cultivation, let alone a monk with a big difference in level.

In other words, it is generally difficult for a monk at the first level of innate warrior to defeat a monk at the second level of innate warrior. Even if there is an example, you, like those monks with outstanding talents or special physiques, may have the ability to fight beyond the next level, but generally the difference will not be too big, at most it will be the second or third level.

Equivalently, if monks with outstanding talents or special physiques are at the first level of the innate warrior, no matter how many they have, they can defeat the monks at the fourth level of the innate warrior.

Of course, there are exceptions to everything. Maybe some monks not only have outstanding talents, but also have special physiques, and some powerful spiritual weapons, magic weapons, etc., and may be able to defeat more powerful opponents.

But no matter what, it is difficult for them to do it. Like Qin Mo, fighting over the top is simply commonplace, as easy as eating and drinking, as commonplace.

Moreover, what frightened them even more was that they were facing monks who had surpassed him in one big realm and ten smaller levels.

Like Yun Xiongfeng and Li Baoer, you have reached the first level and the second level of martial arts master respectively. This kind of monk who has transcended his one major realm and more than ten minor levels can also win in battle.

And judging from his state, it seemed like he won easily without putting in much effort. Not only was it easy to win, but it was also a beautiful win, so this is very puzzling?

As the competitions continued one after another, in this group of Canglan Academy, there were genius monks who used to be arrogant, unruly, talented, and had special physiques. At this time, they were like "eggplants beaten by frost," and each one of them was completely wilted.

Is there anything more ridiculous than this? Is there anything more shocking than this? This is a freak, this is a peerless monster that cannot be measured by common sense!

This is the consensus reached by everyone present after being shocked. What they are discussing now is no longer about who loses and who wins, but about how much time this junior uncle Qin spends with each of his classmates.

"Disciple Fu Huwei has come here to ask for advice from Junior Master Qin. I hope Junior Junior Uncle Qin will not hesitate to give you some advice." At this time, a young man who was more than two meters tall and extremely strong was respectfully bowing to Qin Mo with cupped fists. .

"Haha, brother Huwei, there is no need to be polite, please go ahead." Qin Mo also smiled, cupped his fists and saluted back.

He took a look at the young man in front of him. He should be around fifteen or six years old. His cultivation level was not bad, and he had reached the peak of the ninth level of the innate warrior.

Moreover, he also discovered that the other party was a full head taller than him, as strong as a "big fishy head." However, he still didn't know whether the other party was gifted or had a special physique.

"Uncle Qin, be careful, I'm about to take action." After Fu Huwei said hello, he punched Qin Mo directly.

"Hoo!" A strong wind blew in his face, carrying a powerful spiritual energy attack.

Everyone was secretly stunned. Not only was Fu Huwei's cultivation profound, but his fists were also so fierce that even ordinary innate spirit beasts might not be able to withstand such a fierce punch. They were worthy of a fight with an innate second-level spirit beast.

Qin Mo shook his body, as if trying to avoid the fist attack. Suddenly, a muffled sound of "Bang!" came, and Fu Huwei's strong fist hit him firmly.