At the Tide-listening Pavilion.
The young man had his hands behind his back and looked at the sky with a lonely gaze.
"Could it be?"
"I'll just do nothing in this life."
Ye Luoyang sighed softly.
Ten years of training.
Ten years of training.
No matter how low one's talent was.
No matter how bad the heel bone was.
He should also be able to rank among the second-rate experts in the world.
It was a pity.
In the end, when he was in high spirits, he fell into endless darkness.
There were countless top-notch martial arts in this world.
But he had never comprehended a single path.
And Ye Luoyang was once an orphan in the army.
He was adopted by Xu Xiao when he was young.
He became the seventh foster son who didn't exist.
Moreover, the Prince of Beiliang, Xu Xiao, had always cared for him.
Ye Luoyang also felt fatherly love from Xu Xiao, the Prince of Beiliang.
There was also the Tide-listening Pavilion where the Prince of Beiliang kept all the martial arts manuals in the world.
Ye Luoyang could casually flip through them.
It was a pity.
For more than ten years.
The best martial arts manuals in the world were changed one after another.
None of them could make Ye Luoyang produce a trace of true qi.
Not to mention the top of the world.
There was no need to even think about it.
After all.
Ye Luoyang had already died at the first step!
He could not become a martial artist at all.
This made Ye Luoyang, who had once been high-spirited and had been the ruler of the country, feel a sense of pride.
She was stained with a hint of tiredness.
He was also completely immersed in the struggle against fate.
"Luoyang."
A crisp voice rang out.
Ye Luoyang's eyes moved slightly, but he still stood by the lake with his hands behind his back.
Before you see him, you hear his voice.
The entire Northern Liang Imperial Residence.
Only the Second Princess of the Xu Family.
The second daughter of the Prince of Beiliang, Xu Xiao.
Xu Weixiong.
As for Xu Weixiong's younger brother.
It was the future renowned Prince of Beiliang, Xu Fengnian.
However, he was just a playboy now.
And their relationship was not bad.
After all.
From Xu Fengnian's point of view, although Ye Luoyang was obsessed with martial arts every day, he didn't make any progress at all. He was just pretending to work hard, but he was no different from Xu Fengnian.
Regarding this.
Ye Luoyang merely smiled and didn't care.
Even though Ye Luoyang didn't know what would happen in the future.
Xu Fengnian was the eldest son of the Prince of Beiliang, Xu Xiao, and the female Sword Immortal, Wu Su.
That talent was definitely not weak.
His future achievements!
It was absolutely immeasurable!
Therefore…
Ye Luoyang didn't need to take it seriously.
"You stay in the Tide-listening Pavilion all day."
"Why don't you go out for a walk with me?"
"There are many martial arts sects in this world."
"I can always find a martial art that suits me.”
Xu Weixiong was already standing beside Ye Luoyang at this moment. He looked at the desolated Ye Luoyang and felt his heart ache. He immediately spoke.
"Back then, foster father rode a horse into the martial world."
"Exterminate the sect."
"Most of the martial arts in the world are in the Tide-listening Pavilion.”
"So what if I have countless cultivation insights?”
"Ten years of training the heart."
"Ten years of martial arts."
"Since I was three years old, I have been studying martial arts hard. For the past twenty years, I have forgotten to eat and sleep.”
"In the end, his talent is not as good as it seems."
Ye Luoyang looked at the calm lake. Although he was unwilling, he still waved his hand gently and said,""From today onwards, Ye Luoyang will no longer learn martial arts.”
His words caused a thousand ripples.
"Luoyang."
"We once agreed to fight with swords.”
"Are you going to give up?"
Xu Weixiong's heart suddenly ached, and her eyes reddened slightly. However, she understood that the youth in front of her was the one who suffered the most. To be able to say such words, how desperate was he!
"When I was young."
"Focus on practicing martial arts."
"To be the vastness of the world, there is much to be done.”
"What a pity."
"In the end, this life is not fated with martial arts.”
"After today."
I will bid farewell to the Prince of Beiliang."
"As the foster father's foster son, I should naturally serve in the army.”
"Even if I don't have martial arts, I will do my best for Northern Liang and for my foster father.”
Ye Luoyang looked at Xu Weixiong and smiled. He threw the martial arts manual in his hand into the book basket and picked up the only Confucian classic. He smiled and said,""I can also be like Master Li, using the world as a chess game. I can hide behind the scenes and give Godfather advice.”
"There's still Confucianism in this world."
"You don't have to be discouraged."
"In the end, you can walk your own path.”
Xu Weixiong was still consoling Ye Luoyang.
They were childhood sweethearts.
They were the best playmates when they were young.
How could he not understand?
How could he not know?
What Ye Luoyang yearned for was the pugilistic world, not the school.
At this moment, it was the last bit of stubbornness.
It was also Ye Luoyang's final helplessness.
Because Ye Luoyang was talented and was praised by Li Yishan as a rare genius in a thousand years, he was taken in as a disciple and wanted to inherit his legacy. It was a pity that Ye Luoyang was obsessed with martial arts. If he could let it go now, the Northern Liang would have another unparalleled strategist who was not weaker than Li Yishan.
"The world's strategists are cunning."
"With a light movement of the brush in my hand, the bloody mountains and rivers will rise.”
"The suffering of the people is still vivid in my mind."
"How can I walk the Confucian path?"
Ye Luoyang merely glanced at Xu Weixiong before turning around and leaving Tide-listening Pavilion alone.
"I want to go to Shangyin Academy."
"Wait for me to come back and I'll bring you into the Dao!"
Xu Weixiong looked at the bleak back and a hint of determination flashed in his eyes.
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