"Dad, don't worry. Even if you have so little faith in me, you should at least have faith in Mr. Ye. Last time we watched that video of Ye Chen kicking up sword flowers, you kept praising how amazing he was, saying he was far better than me." He Ping replied with a smile.
He Aiguo said, "You've got the nerve to bring that up. You've practiced swordsmanship longer than Achen has been alive, yet I've never seen you kick up sword flowers that beautifully for me."
He Ping obediently listened to the scolding. It couldn't be helped—even as a general, he still had to endure his old father's lectures. After all, he really couldn't kick up sword flowers.
"General He, please don't make fun of me. My sword flowers only look pretty. General He's skills must be the real deal. In actual combat, General He would definitely be more formidable." Ye Chen replied modestly.
Hearing this, He Ping secretly gave Ye Chen a thumbs-up behind He Aiguo's back, thanking him for helping him out.
Ye Chen had never used a broadsword before. When he spotted a crescent-bladed saber among the weapons, his interest was piqued, and he reached out to take it.
This crescent-bladed saber weighed a full eighty-eight jin. Its blade was broad and heavy, its edge gleaming with a cold light. It was He Ping's favorite weapon.
Seeing this, He Ping asked delightedly, "Mr. Ye, besides sword dancing, you also know how to use a crescent-bladed saber?"
"A little." Ye Chen nodded with a smile.
Both He Ping and He Aiguo were astonished. Ye Chen was simply too impressive. The techniques for using a saber and a sword were completely different.
The crescent-bladed saber was a heavy weapon. Its distinctive crescent shape gave it immense deterrent power