2806: C2806 I Know My Disciple

C2806 I Know My Disciple

No matter what, he had indeed earned the Star Core now...

This was the truth. The rest of them seemed to be bullshitting to some extent.

At this moment, the special-class instructor of the War God Academy, sima Zhen, took a deep breath. He took a deep breath, and for some unknown reason, he exhaled a mouthful of foul air...

"Don't be so useless..."

"You only won a little by luck, but as long as you continue to enter this bet, you'll lose everything sooner or later!"

"Don't walk this crooked path!"

"You will understand sooner or later!"

Sima Zhen reprimanded with a serious expression.

Bai Piao had always been indifferent about such things.

From the beginning until the end, his attitude was very clear.

"Cough...

"Instructor Sima, I won't be stubborn with your words. But, if these rules are applied to Faang Fann, then it won't work!"

"Just watch..."

The crowd was stunned. "As long as this guy goes on stage, he won't lose..."

"That's how it is!"

"Sigh..."

"[I missed the chance to win...]"

"Tsk, tsk, tsk..."

"It's tens of billions in one go..."

"A few more, a few thousand or even a few trillion Low Grade Star Core is not suitable to be obtained..."

"It's still easier to get Star Core here..."

Bai Piao said while shivering on the side. Then, he glanced in Sima Zhen's direction...

Sima Zhen, the special-class instructor of the War God Academy, snorted coldly. He looked like he was filled with righteousness.

He felt that as an instructor, he should have some of the righteousness of an instructor!

Sima Zhen turned his gaze over and saw Tai Shu Jie walking over with a betting voucher in his hand.

The face of the special-class teacher of the War God Academy, sima Zhen, turned completely black...

"Teacher Tai Shu, you... What are you doing?"

"You're the teacher in charge of the first grade's Seed Class!"

"You... This isn't good..."

As Sima Zhen spoke, he had a headache as he spoke.

At this point, could he stop for a bit?1

You are a teacher, and you are also the teacher in charge. If you don't want this image, do you not want it?

Can't we just calm down a little...

Does your brain really not hurt?

Forget about the students messing around, it doesn't matter if you don't scold them, but... But he could not use his body as an example to bet on the bets!

What kind of method is this!

"What kind of influence is this? As long as I can earn Star Core, it's a good method..."

"Instructor Sima, I don't dare to say anything else, but Faang Fann this brat definitely won ten consecutive victories without a problem. Which means that he will definitely win in ten bets... "

"Let's just wait and see..."

Taishu Jie stretched his body. As he spoke, he rubbed his hands together and said.

Towards this precious disciple, he believed it unconditionally!

There was no other way!

That was what he thought in his heart. The rest of the matters had come to an end!

That was probably what he was thinking!

There were more things that came to mind.

Taishu Jie had never been that kind of dogmatic and old-fashioned person. As long as there was an effect, it was enough!

Being his disciple, the way of respecting one's teacher was useless. As long as one's cultivation and combat strength could meet his requirements... Even if you give him a big slap, it won't be a problem.

It was just that domineering!

Thus, there was no need to say that he was only betting on a bet. Taishu Cruel had never cared about the so-called image of a mentor.

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