Chapter 1194 Chinese Sword and Japanese Sword (sixth update, please vote for me)

"President, you have been gearing up along the way. I have to suspect that you actually went there with the idea of killing the Japanese."

West looked at Chen Zhao's high-spirited expression and expressed great doubts about his appointment with Dongye Tianxi.

Maybe this is not a good decision...

Should I call him now and make an appointment with Higashino Tianxi another day?

Chen Zhao's idea is very simple, let's talk about it.

But if you hear something unpleasant, beat him until he doesn't even recognize him.

Higashino Tianxi's residence is in an apartment building.

When Chen Zhao and West arrived at the door of Dongye Tianxi's house, they found that Dongye Tianxi was not the only one at home.

There are also his wife and daughter. The decoration in the house is very similar to the decoration of those families in the island country movies that Chen Zhao has watched.

There is also a picture with the word "forbearance" hanging on the wall.

Dongye Tianxi is not tall and has a bald head.

Because he was at home, he was wearing a kimono.

Standing next to Higashino Tenki was his wife Dahe Riko.

"Hello, Mr. West, who is this?"

"This is the president of our association, Chen."

"Hello, is Chen Sang Chinese?"

"Yes." Although Chen Zhao didn't speak Japanese.

However, Chen Zhao knew that mulberry (さん) in Japanese is a relatively formal honorific.

It also means closeness.

Higashino Tianxi took Chen Zhao and West to the coffee table in the study room, and Dahe Lizi poured tea for them two very considerately.

It can be seen that Riko Dahe is a very virtuous woman and relatively traditional.

"Lizi, please go out first."

"Chen Sang, this is Longjing from Hangzhou, China, please try it."

Chen Zhao took a sip and said calmly: "Your Excellency Dongye, have you ever heard of cows chewing peonies?"

"Chen Sang seems to be very hostile to me."

"Since you know that I am Chinese, you also know that not every Chinese likes the Japanese, especially when it is difficult to agree with some of Japan's political concepts."

"Chen Sang, I understand what you mean. I can't change the minds of the people or the government. I only represent myself and apologize to you for what Japan did back then, Mi Se."

What Chen Zhao actually wanted was an attitude, but with the second sentence, Higashino Tianxi made Chen Zhao unhappy.

"Does Chen Sang use a sword?"

"Yes, how do you know?"

"You have sword energy in your body." Higashino Tianxi said: "But I think that there is a big gap between the practicality and durability of Chinese double-edged swords and Japanese swords. If Chen Sang is interested in trying Japanese swords, If you do, you will like the feel of Japanese swords.”

Chen Zhao didn't know the reason why Dongye Tianxi said this to Chen Zhao.

But as a Chinese, Chen Zhao must first protect his own country's things.

"Then why does Mr. Dongye say that?"

"Because I am an expert. In terms of the shape and physical lines of the sword, Japanese swords are better than Chinese double-edged swords."

"Since you are an expert, are you arguing with a non-expert on this topic?"

Chen Zhao really wanted to use practical actions to refute, but the key is that Chen Zhao is not an expert.

"I also want to explain based on my professionalism that if there is a possibility of cooperation in the future, I will not make inferior weapons."

No matter what, Chen Zhao was unhappy anyway.

"You said Japanese swords are durable, right?"

"That's right."

"Okay, do you have any of your works at home?" Chen Zhao asked.

"certainly."

"Can I take a look?"

"Of course." Dongye Tianxi was obviously very confident in the weapons he forged.

He held a Japanese sword in both hands from the cabinet on the bookshelf. The scabbard of this Japanese sword was very delicate. The wooden sheath was wrapped with python skin, and the handle was wrapped with Baichou, leaving a ribbon.

"Chen Sang, please take a look."

Chen Zhao gently pulled out the scabbard, and the blade made a soft moan.

Chen Zhao didn't know whether the knife was good or bad, but if he just went by intuition, this knife was indeed very sharp.

"Your Excellency Dongye, can I try the durability you mentioned?"

"Of course, Chen Sang, please help yourself."

Chen Zhao's right palm has accumulated magic power, and his left hand is holding the handle of the knife.

Immediately afterwards, Chen Zhao exerted force.

Click——

The blade of this Japanese sword is broken.

Chen Zhao put the discarded Japanese sword on the coffee table with a smile.

"Sorry, I seemed to have accidentally pushed a little too hard."

Dongye Tianxi's expression suddenly turned into pig liver, and his face turned red.

"But I don't seem to realize how durable the Japanese sword is. Of course, it's possible that the Japanese sword made by Mr. Higashino is not as good as I imagined."

Chen Zhao directly questioned Dongye Tianxi's personal skills. For a swordsmith, this is the greatest humiliation.

"I'm sorry, Chen Sang, I think you misunderstood. This sword is indeed not a high-quality one. Please wait a moment."

The Japanese is quite proud and does not allow others to question his skills.

This is something he has insisted on for decades and he cannot let anyone question it.

Dongye Tianxi stood up again and hurriedly walked out of the study.

A few minutes later, Higashino Tianxi came in holding a Japanese sword in both hands.

"This sword was made when I was forty-five years old, when I had perfected my skills. It's called 'Tianxiang'. Please see it, Mr. Chen."

Chen Zhao took the Japanese sword named 'Tianxiang'.

"Can I keep trying?"

"certainly."

"This sword is the highest skill of Mr. Higashikata?"

"This is made of ordinary materials. It cannot be said to be the best knife, but it does contain my highest skills."

Chen Zhao held the knife in his left hand, but this time he didn't use it to bend it, but to chop it down on his right arm.

"Ah..." Dongye Tianxi was shocked and wanted to stop him.

But it was too late, Chen Zhao had already been killed.

when--

The blade was missing a corner, but Chen Zhao's arm was intact.

"Sorry, Mr. Dongye, it seems that you are not the person our association needs." Chen Zhao stood up and said: "A weapon that can be easily destroyed by myself cannot meet my needs at all."

Chen Zhao's words were quite polite, but they damaged Dongye Tianxi to no avail.

Chen Zhao was still very happy because he had hurt the Japanese.

I gave him another severe blow in the professional field that he was most proud of.

West could only stand up and glanced at Chen Zhao helplessly.

That look seemed to say, why are you doing this?

From beginning to end, West never said a word.

He could tell that Chen Zhao's stubborn temper was rising.

In my heart, I also complained about Dongye Tianxi, insisting on making himself uncomfortable.

If he hadn't said that Chinese swords were inferior to Japanese swords, the situation wouldn't have been so unpleasant.

"Wait...Chen Sang."

"Anything else?"

"Chen Sang, I hope you can give me a chance. I will definitely be able to make a weapon that meets Chen Sang's needs."