Saint Ancestor of All Demons

Regarding Xiang Chen's ambitious goal for the Yanhuang class, most people outside were disdainful and did not believe it. This was normal. After all, no teacher dared to make such a promise or goal.

In the Xiansheng Martial Arts Hall, the famous Master Yi is sitting here.

Master Yi is also explaining the boxing technique. At this moment, he is a disciple of the original realm of heaven and earth.

Master Yi's class is the most popular class in the Holy Academy, but it is also hard to find a seat. Every time a class is opened, a large amount of money is needed to redeem it.

But even so, the powerful disciples still flocked to him.

For a master teacher like him, if you want to be a student, you have to pay tuition. This is normal. If it were free, and all the students would come to his class, would other teachers still have a way to survive?

Because his own fame is getting bigger and bigger, reaching its current peak, if you want to be his student, you must not only have money, but also have social status.

The nobles of the royal palace, the children of the rich and powerful, and the students basically attended classes under the seats of these famous teachers and masters.

Those who went to Xiang Chen's lectures were basically ordinary students. Even the disciples from powerful families had a low status in the powerful families, or they came here to show off their seniority.

Not everyone likes to study and likes to be so involved. Qingfeng was the representative who came to the Holy Academy to gain qualifications.

"Thank you teacher for clarifying my doubts!"

At the end of the class, all the disciples stood up, saluted, and left.

Master Yi also stood up from his seat, and the waiter next to him came to him and whispered: "Master, Li Wangchen, the teacher appointed by the dean, has also started classes, and has made a bold promise to train all his students. Become a level that can reach the eighth level, or even higher.”

Master Yi looked calm and Gu Bo was not surprised: "A person who can be appointed as a teacher by the dean must have amazing talents. Besides, he is young and successful. It is normal to have such ambitions."

The waiter said softly: "The recent passers of the Babel Tower on the list are all disciples of his Li clan. It is said that they were all taught by him, and the number has reached as many as four.

Although no one can say for sure that they were all trained by him, if this continues, he will teach more people who pass the Babel Tower in the future, and I am afraid it will have a lot of impact on your prestige and reputation——"

Master Yi frowned slightly when he heard this. Due to some reasons, his own cultivation level could not improve again in this life, but he could not reach the level of Emperor Zun.

This level of cultivation is not even among the top 100 in the Holy Court.

However, he has an amazing talent for teaching, and he also regards educating more disciples and becoming the top in education as his goal for the rest of his life.

As he became a master over the years, his status reached its peak, and he had students all over the world. Eight of the ten noble disciples had to call him "teacher" when they saw him. Some things in his heart that he insisted on also quietly changed.

I don't even think anyone can surpass me in this aspect.

Sometimes suffering will not change some people's inner perseverance, but increasing status, power, and vanity may!

Over the years, he has suppressed several young teachers with great teaching potential and asked them to leave the Holy Academy.

In the field of education, Master Yi no longer allows anyone to surpass him!

Master Yi thought for a while and said in a deep voice: "Go and check the backgrounds of the students who joined his martial arts school, and secretly contact some of the more talented and potential ones to win them over to us."

The waiter nodded and said softly: "I will find someone to take care of it immediately."

He has used this method of secretly snatching students from other teachers several times, and successfully suppressed the rise of some talented educators.

No. 66, Yanhuang Martial Arts School, after half a month of lectures, Xiang Chen ended the get out of class.

All the disciples stood up one after another and bowed sincerely to Xiang Chen as a disciple.

After everyone left, Xia Houwu came up and said, "Gouzi, are you planning to train these people?"

Xiang Chen folded his hands in his sleeves and strolled: "Let's try it. If we want to conquer the world, we can't just rely on our own people. We have to sow our seeds within them!"

"Although these people's family status is not high, and some even come from civilian families, these people happen to be what I value more, because these people are more eager to change their destiny."

Su Huohuo said from the side: "But their family status is not high, and it is difficult for them to have much influence."

The Holy Maiden of the Nine Heavens said indifferently: "You only see this, so you will always be a general who charges into battle!"

Su Huohuo's face turned red and he did not dare to refute Master Jiutian.

The Nine Heavens Saint said: "These people are just because their families are not strong and their influence is small, so they will be easy to support in the future!"

"In the future, Jun Yi will support people in power. Are these people a good choice? If they have ability but no status, then give them status and power. With the relationship between teacher and student, and with the coercion of interests, why worry about not gaining their loyalty? "

"My baby Tuan Tuan is still smart."

Xiang Chen smiled and slapped the Nine Heavens Saint on her face.

Next to him, Xia Houwu looked as ugly as if he had eaten a fly. He turned his head away from the cruel scene of the mother goddess in his heart being fucked by his brother.

I regard you as my brother, but you regard me as my father and God. How nestling is the monkey’s heart!

"Remember the class differentiation I told you. In this world, no matter in any universe, these classes are indispensable."

"Proletarian class, middle class, less proletarian class, proletariat!"

Several people nodded, having heard Xiang Chen give such a lesson before.

Xiang Chen continued: "The prolific class are the leaders and powerful people in this world. In a certain region, they have inexhaustible resources and supreme status compared to other people."

“What these people think about is how to maintain their status, maintain it forever, pass it on to their descendants, and even think about it for generations to come.

Among them, the royal family in the feudal era is the most typical representative, followed by the princes, nobles, and nobles of aristocratic families. "

"So it is basically impossible for people of this class status to be our friends who can make a comeback. They are already at the top, so how can they allow you to change the times?"

"So you see, when I lurked any royal family, the strategy I used was to destroy their internal unity and divide them. It was not that I wanted to win them over and completely become my people, because their positions would not be on our side. .”

"This is also the dragon-slaying technique that I have developed myself! It is designed to kill the royal family and the national destiny. The national destiny and the national destiny. What is the destiny? If the people are united and the people's aspirations are the same, that is the national destiny!"

"Tall buildings rise from the ground, and collapse begins with infrastructure, so we must not have such problems within ourselves like the royal families I dealt with!"