"Are you really ready to hit the world's number one?"

"Yes, are you really ready to hit the world's number one?"

Wang Ting glanced at the Sith Pope Pro in front of him, but there was no confusion in his expression. There was only peace and truth: "I think you should know that this is not a problem at all. My current cultivation achievement is the best answer."

"No, this is a problem, and even, it's not my problem, it's your problem."

Prou glanced at the chessboard in front of him and did not rush to continue. Instead, he packed up the two black and white pieces again. Finally, he raised the chess piece in his hand: "Do you want a game?"

"Sorry, I won't."

Pro chuckled and said calmly: "Actually, I don't know."

While he was talking, he had already left a piece, but it is not difficult to see from his proficiency when he made a move that he had actually played chess more than once: "I learned to play chess a long time ago, but I always feel that it was the last few days that I really learned to play chess."

"Um?"

"Because, I'm really playing chess lately."

“…”

"What I asked is not my question, but to ask the questions you want to ask in your heart, and then let you give yourself an answer. At present, Your Majesty Wang Ting, the most powerful person in the Western Continent, do you have the answer?"

"The world's number one..."

Prou nodded: "The real number one in the world."

“…”

Wang Ting was silent.

After looking at the seat in front of him, he did not stand anymore, but sat down, and unconsciously fiddled with a black chess piece with his right hand.

but……

Not falling.

Because, Go. He really doesn't.

"A long time ago, I met my first friend, and she was Qin Qing."

"A little girl with a nice name."

Pro responded, as if signaling himself to listen quietly.

"That's just an ordinary person, very ordinary person. From the beginning, I felt that it was impossible for us to enter a world, so just as we just met and then separated in a plain way, the worlds of the two intersected and missed each other. We walked towards a field that no one could enter."

"Short later, I met Kolos and Xia Wushang. These two people are my true friends. Until now, our relationship is still good..."

"Friend?"

Pro asked.

The tone seems to be slightly pointing.

“…”

Wang Ting was silent.

"A friend..."

After a moment, Wang Ting spit out these words, as if asking something.

After a while, he spoke again: "Maybe... from the beginning, Xia Wushang was not my real friend, or because Xia Wushang understood the responsibility in his heart early, he understood that he could not have a real friend... Should I ask him, if I, Wang Ting, aren't a legendary swordsman or a sword saint, can we still be friends?"

The tone is a bit ethereal, but the problem is very realistic.

At this moment, Prou ​​didn't speak anymore.

In fact, Proud could see that unlike Colos, Xia Wushang was more of a relationship with the royal court because of his infinite potential that could help him achieve his goals. The relationship between the two is more of an emotional investment than a friend.

He even thought about using this to split the relationship between the royal court and ASEAN.

In no mood……

"It's not that I don't know, but that I don't think about it. Friends, just friends, don't have to think so much. It's like Colos could give me dragon blood without hesitation. If my friend needs help, I can do my best."

"Xia Wushang... should she be relieved..."

"Xia Wushang found the meaning of his life. Kolos, his life is also full of color, and I..."

"It's time to interlacing again..."

Pro added.

The scene of that year is about to be reproduced at this moment.

Moreover, Wang Ting obviously already had the answer in his heart.

"I see."

Proud looked at Wang Ting: "You have chosen your own path, so you should naturally give up everything and pursue it. This pursuit cannot stop because of anyone. Xia Wushang, Kolos' friendship cannot be done, and the love of the little girl named Shi Yueyin is not good either... On this road, they either have found their own meaning of life and stopped, or they can't keep up with you at all, and you cannot stop and wait for anyone. They can only watch you go further and further away..."

"No!"

Wang Ting suddenly spoke, interrupting Proluo's words.

"It's not that I can't stop, and I'm waiting for someone..."

"Um?"

Wang Ting's words immediately made Pro, who thought he had fully understood his meaning, slightly stunned: "It's not that you can't stop? Isn't this the path you chose?"

“The road I chose…”

Wang Ting said, and there was a faint smile on his face, with a gentle smile. It seemed that at this moment, he saw and felt something that could sublimate his soul.

“Yes, the path I chose.”

"Then why are you..."

"It's not that I can't stop and wait, but my whole life has been walking on this road and keeps moving forward. If one day, I really stop... What can I do? Am I still me..."

"you!?"

Wang Ting's words were a little misty and a little illusion, like a murmuring in a beautiful dream, but when it fell into Pulu's ears, it shocked him.

At this moment, he suddenly understood.

Suddenly I understood the real path in the heart of the young man in front of me.

Those who have not taken this path will never understand the meaning of this path.

A person with an average cultivation level is working hard to become a master of swordsmanship. So, he has given endless sweat and everything on this road. Whether he succeeds or not, it is worthy of admiration, because he is truly working hard in this direction, realizing his life value and realizing the meaning of his life in his life.

but……

"A long time ago, the man named Wangting was dead, and was disillusioned with the end of that reality..."

silent!

Silent!

Even though he was as powerful as Pope Pro, he was still strangely silent at this moment.

With the cold wind, it kept pouring into this courtyard. Even with the physical quality of Pro, the powerful swordsman, he still felt a faint cold.

desolate.

For some reason, this word suddenly came to his mind.

Looking at the young man in front of him who was pulled by his words and was only revealed in a state of loss of consciousness, Proud's heart let out a long sigh, for a long time.

...

a long time!

The silence lasted for a long time. Only then did a trace of sound come back in this courtyard.

At some point, Wang Ting came back to his senses from the silence.

“Is there anything I need to do?”

Seeing that Wang Ting seemed to have come back to his senses, Proud spoke again.

"Dongtian Sword Sect!"

“It will grow stronger.”

Wang Ting stood up from his seat and saluted slightly at Pulu.

And Pro, silently, endured it.

"Goodbye."

"Take care of yourself."

"Take care of yourself."

After saying that, Wang Ting turned around and headed straight out of the courtyard.

"Rong Court."

Seeing that Wang Ting was about to leave the courtyard, Proud suddenly spoke again: "I used to laugh at you for the idea of ​​being the best in the world, and now... I officially apologize to you."
To be continued...