Chapter 1047 Long Live the Principal!

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"What, Cao Jinglue, what's your expression?" Concubine Linghu Yao rolled her fox eyes and gave Uncle Pao a charming look, "No, you are so old, but you are still jealous of Xiao Yan. Are you, Hongze, ashamed?"

Old face?

Uncle Pao stroked his old and mature face. He was hurt ten thousand times in his heart. His brows turned into the word "囧" and he couldn't laugh or cry: "Concubine Yao, after all, I am also the number one master on earth, Your Majesty Yan Zun. Again. If you are jealous, you won’t take it out on your disciple, right?”

"That's not necessarily true." Concubine Linghu Yao sneered coquettishly, "In terms of force, Xiao Yan is indeed not your opponent for the time being. But in terms of potential, he is much stronger than you. I can guarantee that within ten years, Xiao Yan will definitely be promoted to demigod. At that time, he is still in his prime and has great potential for growth. He may become a god. "

Uncle Pao almost cried, thinking to himself that I am also in my prime. I, Cao Jinglue, am not even a hundred years old, so how can I be an old person? But then again, that brat Xiao Yan does have extraordinary potential. Regardless of qualifications or opportunities, they are all super existences.

Ten years, maybe not even ten years, to become a demigod.

Even Uncle Pao himself doesn't know how many years it will take for his precious apprentice to surpass him? Twenty years? Thirty years?

When Uncle Pao thinks about being surpassed by his apprentice in the future, he feels sad and cold inside. He never thought that one day the Yangtze River's example of the waves behind pushing the waves ahead would eventually happen to him.

Where did that brat's talent beyond pure Yang blood come from? Could the liquid meteorite he saw with his own eyes really be some kind of extraterrestrial creature? For a time, Uncle Pao's heart was full of emotions and emotions.

"Okay, okay, what Concubine Yao said makes sense." Uncle Pao touched his old, bearded face helplessly, "Xiao Yan is indeed a super genius who is rare in a thousand years, but no matter how good he is, even if he surpasses Our Chunyang lineage’s Lu Zu is also my disciple, Cao Jinglue.”

At the end of the sentence, a look of pride appeared on his face that was full of vicissitudes of life. In this life, no matter who can receive a disciple like Wang Yan, it is indeed something to be proud of.

"Then why don't you go and support your disciple? Slap that evil Black Death Demon Lord to death?" Concubine Linghu Yao glanced at him with a flirtatious look.

"Go, go, go. If my wife says to go, I will go. Then Lao Shizi, the Black Death Demon Lord, an old antique, a handful of old bones, has been dead for hundreds of years, and he still dares to jump out and make trouble." Uncle Pao's face was full of contempt for his wife. With a flattering look on his face, he said in a dog-legged manner, "With his remaining strength, he dares to call himself a demigod? He also dares to call himself a self? Wife, please rest at home for a while. I will go and deal with that old man right now." Immortal thing, I’ll take Xiao Yan back for dinner tonight.”

As he spoke, Uncle Pao bent his feet slightly, preparing to shoot straight into the sky from the window.

"etc!"

Suddenly, Concubine Linghu Yao suddenly stopped him, tapped her fingers on the table and chair, and said in deep thought: "Actually, what you said is not unreasonable. Xiao Yan is a man. Although I love him as his son. But men don't How can we truly grow after going through hardships? As you said, although the Black Death Demon Lord is very powerful, he has not yet regained his true demigod-level strength. Although it is difficult, Xiao Yan should. I can still handle it. Let the Black Death Demon Lord be a stepping stone in Xiao Yan’s growth path.”

For a moment, Uncle Pao couldn't help but laugh and cry. How could his wife be so changeable? One moment, he said that he wanted to shoot the Black Death Lord himself, and the next moment, he wanted to give Xiao Yan a chance to experience and grow. It made sense to co-write with her anyway.

However, for my wife. Uncle Pao did not dare to express the thoughts in his heart. Instead, he said in a flattering manner like a dog-legged eunuch: "My wife is wise and wise. The half-crippled Black Death Demon King is just right for Xiao Yan to practice leveling up and fight for leaps and bounds." As a BOSS, this will be quite beneficial to his future growth.”

"Hmph. You can still speak." Concubine Linghu Yao said lightly, "Don't pick on me and watch the live broadcast. By the way, give the little girl a reward. This live broadcast is good."

"Yes, yes, my wife is right. All my pocket money this month will be given to that child." Uncle Pao fawned over Concubine Linghu Yao without any moral integrity or dignity. That look of loyalty and loyalty was even more profound than that of the personal eunuch beside the emperor.

But he didn't want to think about it. How much pocket money could Cao Jinglue have in a month?

Uncle Pao doesn't have much pocket money, but that doesn't mean others don't either.

An'an's live broadcast was originally limited to the Super Academy, but after the instructor reported to the SAAF, it was instantly connected to the SAAF's internal system. Many people's special mobile phones have prompts to watch videos.

Soon, the number of viewers reached thousands.

Although the number of people is far less than the online number of external anchors, there is no shortage of rich people in the super world.

All kinds of rewards are soaring, encouraging An An to continue shooting better live broadcasts.

"Wow, I'm getting rich. I'm getting rich." An An was also frightened by the sudden increase in the amount of rewards. She was also born in a wealthy family, but such an exaggerated amount of rewards really opened her eyes and called her "getting rich." .

There was so much support, which made An An even more dedicated.

She filmed the camera and kept explaining: "The situation at the scene is very good. Instructor Nanlian opened the door and used extreme freezing. It's a pity that it only froze the Black Death Demon for two seconds. It can be seen that , that Black Death Demon Lord has very high ice resistance and very strong ice immunity, he is truly a guardian BOSS.”

"However, Instructor Nan Lian's strength was not in vain. She bought time for the red tank to get close. Look, everyone, the red muscular man who is nearly four meters tall and stronger than the Hulk is the red tank from the Polar Bear Secret Service. The tank is big. From what I heard from the conversation, he is a good brother and good friend with our Principal Wang. Wow, he has such terrifying power. Although his punch was blocked by the Black Death Lord, he sent the Black Death Lord flying backwards for dozens of times. Mi! It seems that the BOSS’s ability to resist retreat is somewhat insufficient.”

"Wow, wow, wow, Principal Wang has taken action. He is holding the warhammer with both hands!" An An's voice shouted excitedly, "What a terrifying power. Is Principal Wang going to destroy the entire Winter Island? It hit, Wang The principal was hit."

"boom!"

With a loud noise, the Black Death Demon Lord who had hurriedly blocked the attack was blown away by Wang Yan with a hammer. He hit an iceberg hard, the ice exploded, and his body was buried under the broken iceberg.

"That's awesome, long live the principal!"

Following An An's cheers, the auditorium of the Super Academy also burst into loud cheers.

At this time, Wang Yan's reputation was raised to the extreme.

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Lao Ao has been so devastated recently~ His mother is ill and hospitalized, his grandfather has passed away... No matter the time or mood, he is very depressed~ I didn't want to talk about family matters at first, but after thinking about it, I decided to say it. I hope brothers and sisters will understand~