Bai Yidao would not make such jokes, and he was not the kind of person who could make jokes.

So the only thing that can come to a conclusion is that he actually adopted Yi Chen's whimsical opinion and took it into action.

Because this matter was proposed by Yi Chen, after showing surprise, the surprise was followed by surprise. Then, after showing him the giant sword that was still melting and condensing, the surprise rushed into the sky like a carbonated drink that was instantly opened after being shaken violently.

It was originally a giant sword with a length of more than six meters, and its size had been reduced by fifty centimeters. The gray-white sword body was burned and red by the flames, and the potholes on it were filled with fullness by the substance squeezed from the inside due to concentration. However, this concentrated squeeze did not lead to excessive horizontal development, because the red sword was wrapped in some kind of transparent film with unknown body, and the appearance would not change no matter what changes occurred inside.

"I am using the most primitive compression method now, but I don't know when this layer of appearance will last."

Bai Yishao pointed at the giant sword and said.

"Your Excellency, what length do you think your technology can compress it to at most?"

Yi Chen asked.

The answer in response to him was:

"Ah... this is about three and a half meters, not including the length of the shank."

"Although it sounds amazing, if you say you are waving with a human height, it seems to be a bit too long."

After hearing this, Bai Yidao laughed.

The two walked out of the scorching knife shop side by side, and he patted Yi Chen on the shoulder:

"This kind of question is what I should consider as a knife maker. As a customizer, you just need to consider how to wield it."

This sentence always sounds a bit irresponsible - [If I can't wield your knife, is the responsibility on me?]

"But compared to this matter..."

"What?"

"Are I not qualified to receive your teachings in the genre?

"Ah...you talk about this."

This is something that I had already told Bai Yidao a long time ago.

[School? Wuliang], also known as [Shaanyi], is the name of the genre to which the sword technique of worshiping Yidao belongs. It is famous for its skill of transforming thousands of thousands of them into one. Since the experience on the train, Yi Chen felt that he was fascinated by this technique.

He said again: "You said that? You want to check me as a person when you recast my weapon and see if you have the qualifications to learn your genre."

"ah……!"

Like an old man, what came from Bai Yidao's throat was a sudden awakening sound.

"Oh, I'm so sorry, I completely forgot."

"……What?!"

"Ahhaha...relax, junior!"

He smiled, wondering if it was to perfunctory his embarrassment of forgetfulness.

"Just take it easy, just relax. Although my bloodline comes from ancient Japan, I really like some famous sayings and proverbs from ancient China - the boat will naturally go straight to the bridge. I remember saying this? Some things cannot be forced, and you don't have to force them deliberately, as they will come when it is time to come."

Walk to a ventilated and cool area and soak the thirst-quenching tea.

Then he said:

"Your Excellency Yi Chen, you seem to care about such things related to combat."

"I am a combat armorer, so of course I will care about this kind of thing."

Yi Chen drank the tea that Bai Yidao handed him to him in one go, and then filled it with it himself, and continued:

"Sometimes I find it quite funny. I choose to fight to survive, and fighting is the job with the highest death rate. But if I don't fight, I will starve to death sooner or later."

"Ahhh!"

Bai Yidao suddenly smiled, as if he had caught something.

"Your Excellency Yi Chen, you are not subconsciously searching for these things that assist in combat because you are in battle - you just want to survive."

The old samurai swordsman, his long-term experience, made his eyes and intuition very keen.

[Living] This is Yi Chen’s only belief when he was still in the desert area.

Although after coming to the Federation, the concept of survival has been transformed into wanting to live better. However, [Living] this belief starts with him consciously, from the little devil who has not grown hair, and is deeply engraved into his mind and something deep in his bones.

Just like the previous battle with Leon, although it has restrained its ferocity, it does not mean it disappears. It just hides the monster in my heart, and in order to live in a lawless area like the Federation, it will be imprisoned. Once it is ignited by a certain fuse, it will immediately reveal its original temperament.

Therefore, after hearing the words of Bai Yidao, Yi Chen was silent for a moment and then laughed:

"That's right. [Survival] is the greatest belief in my heart."

He used his hands to simulate a knife-holding posture.

"It is necessary, there must be weapons, and there must be something that can be grasped. In this way, you will feel at ease. The same is true when fighting with others. You always feel that your fists are not enough, and you also have weapons that can be held in your hands, whether it is a blade, a sword, a spear, or even just a broken wooden board. In short, holding something that can be regarded as a weapon in your hands will feel at ease. Is it timid? Is this way of thinking."

"Different people have different experiences, I am not qualified to judge what you believe in."

Bai Yidao said with a smile.

Yi Chen also smiled and said, "This sentence sounds so familiar. I seem to have preached to some people like this before. But when this confusion comes to myself, even I can't convince myself like I did when I was handsomely convinced others."

"So it."

He bowed and held the warm tea cup in both hands.

"No matter what kind of creature it is, you must never leave your companions. If you leave your companions, you won't live long. Even if you are still alive physically, you will die of thirst in your spirit."

Gu...

Drink the last sip of tea.
Chapter completed!