, the body completely ignores the requirements of aptitude and learns it.Zhang Liyang's cultivation aptitude was the opposite of others. While others had talent and could cultivate, Zhang Liyang only...Bang, bang~.

In the Great Qian Dynasty's Qiantang Hall, Emperor Gao sat expressionlessly on the dragon throne. In the hall, a man dressed as a warrior kept kowtowing to Emperor Gao. Perhaps he was too forceful, soon there was bright red blood flowing on the floor.

The civil and military officials on both sides of the main hall were silent, their eyes fixed on their noses and their hearts on something else. Only the sound of kowtowing echoed continuously in the hall.

"Okay."

Seeing the blood stain growing larger and larger, finally Emperor Dagan opened his mouth, "Wang Huaiyu, do you know your crime"

“Your Majesty, the minister knows he is at fault!”

"No regrets"

"No regrets!"

"Good!" The Great Qian Emperor's voice was somewhat muffled, "Since you have admitted your guilt, then you must be punished!"

"Remove Wang Huaiyu from his position as cavalry general!"

"n't, don't...kill me."With a slight wrinkle on his nose, Zhang Liyang didn't even bother to look at the man. He directly slapped him to the ground with his palm. The only difference was that Zhang Liy...