Chapter 1107 A Small Trial and a Great Reward

After Cui Xuanhui's figure faded away, the scene in front of Chen Chuan collapsed and turned back into a cold metallic venue.

Joseph came over and asked with a smile, "Mr. Chen, are you satisfied with this simulated interaction?"

Chen Chuan shook his head.

Joseph tried to ask: "Is it because the people you are interacting with cannot satisfy you?"

Chen Chuan nodded and said, "I do have some opinions. This person's skills are not all about fists and feet. He also lies in cheating, cursing, and begging for mercy during the battle. Without these, the experience is a little incomplete."

Joseph thought about it carefully, nodded in agreement, bowed, apologized, and said, "This is our oversight. We were indeed inconsiderate. We used to be afraid that our words would cause dissatisfaction among the people we interacted with, but we ignored the fact that everyone has different feelings."

He said seriously: "Mr. Chen, would you like to try again? We will provide you with improved service."

Chen Chuanshuo said, "Forget about today. I still want to visit other places. I think the Information Hall should be open to the public in the future, right?"

"of course."

Joseph answered with absolute certainty.

"We at the Free Star Academy are open and welcoming to all fighters from all over the world. For fighters like Mr. Chen who have a certain influence and ability, we welcome you to visit us at any time."

Chen Chuan knew that he was speaking from the heart, because the more times they visited, the more comprehensive information and data they could collect.

What he just showed was actually what he revealed intentionally.

He had previously fought against three fighters from Changsheng Temple, and even if he wanted to keep a low profile, he couldn't do so. Today, he would give them a reasonable judgment. But even so, this was not his normal strength, and his burst skills were useless, not to mention the second me.

If the enemy judges based on this data information, he will welcome it.

When Joseph saw him turn around and walk out, he accompanied him out. At this time, he asked curiously: "Can I ask why Mr. Chen is interested in this person?"

Chen Chuan said naturally, "I heard that he died too quickly, so I wanted to see how he would react after being hurt." He looked at Joseph, "You wouldn't mind, would you?"

"No." Joseph said with a smile, "Although he is also a federal, he was originally placed here for some political purpose. This goes against the purpose of our college. To be honest, we actually wanted to replace him a long time ago."

Chen Chuan nodded, "Some things should be replaced."

Joseph smiled and said: "Please believe us, the college has been constantly making progress. Seventy years ago, the management of our college was once very chaotic. Later, we introduced a lot of advanced technology and senior management personnel from Yono Island, which led to the current order and prosperity.

And when Mr. Chen comes again next time, I believe we will have made further progress.”

Chen Chuan didn't know much about Xingchen Academy, but he felt that the academy did things with a strong sense of purpose.
Based on the information he had seen before and what he was seeing now, the Federation was a place where the bad parts were very bad, but the strong parts were also very strong. This was a land that was very suitable for the survival of the elites and the strong, while the weak were usually just nutrients in the fertile soil.

After coming out, he and Joseph took a sightseeing bus to the college area in the central area.

Because he went to the Information Hall to communicate, Gui Zihan and his group had already gone there first.

These two days happened to be federal holidays, so many students went out to celebrate the holidays.

However, because a visiting delegation was coming, some elite students and teachers chose to stay here. When Chen Chuan arrived, the two sides were discussing and exchanging ideas.

A student from the capital is competing with a federal student. Both of them are at the third level, around 17 or 18 years old. At this age, being able to cultivate to the third level is truly an outstanding talent.

This student from Dashun is from the capital, his name is Guan Fengchun. He was able to join the visiting group this time, apparently he was strictly selected from among a group of students.

When Chen Chuan arrived, the two men had been fighting for a while. They were covered in sweat and heat, and they seemed to have consumed a lot of energy.

This is quite rare, because in a limited space, there is usually not a long and time-consuming war of attrition. This shows that the two are not far apart in terms of fighting awareness and skills.

Chen Chuan came to the outside of the venue and with just one look, he knew that the outcome would be decided in the next move.

Because both of them are exhausted at this moment, the key is to see who attacks first. However, if one blow fails to knock down the opponent and one's own strength is exhausted, then they will be extremely passive.

There are many options in this situation. Fighters usually adopt some tactics, pretend to attack, lure the enemy to attack first, or abandon all distractions and go for it.

However, the closer it gets to this point, the more hesitant he becomes, the more ideas he has. It seems that no approach is safe and it is difficult to make a decisive choice, so the two of them are now in a stalemate. But even though they don't seem to be moving, their brains are actually desperately thinking of countermeasures.

The man who had Maka ancestry, Clavell, who I had seen in front of the academy just now, came over and asked casually, "Who do you think will win, Mr. Chen?"

Chen Chuan said: "We win."

"Mr. Chen seems very confident."

Clavell looked at him. "How about we place a bet?" He gestured upwards. "Let's bet on their victory or defeat."

Chen Chuan smiled and said, "Okay." He took out the cold claw directly, "Then let's bet on this."

Although this thing is a third-level relic, at his current level, it can be said to be completely useless, but it is also very limited.

"Are they left behind?"

After seeing this, Claywell was a little hesitant. He didn't want to make such a big deal, but he took the initiative to propose it. Since Chen Chuan took out this thing, he must also take out something of equivalent value.

In fact, there was nothing wrong with not responding. At most, he would just lose some face. However, after seeing the competition between Chen Chuan and Cui Xuanhui just now, he didn't know why he felt irritated and wanted to beat Chen Chuan in a round, so he didn't back down and took out a necklace from his pocket.

Castina next to him looked at him in surprise, because she knew that this was a relic of the original people that Clavell had collected with great difficulty, and was going to give it to a very powerful female councillor. She didn't expect that this thing would be taken out for gambling.

This is really... so interesting.

She smiled mischievously at this time and said to the two students who were still confronting each other in the field: "Two students,
Your teachers have just placed a bet here for the outcome of this battle. Um, they each bet on a lost item.

According to my judgment, these are two level 3 relics. You may not have any idea about them, but let me explain. A level 3 relic that can assist in combat is enough to trigger a fight among fighters. You can imagine its value."

There was no doubt that she was deliberately putting pressure on these two students.

Neither Chen Chuan nor Clayville tried to stop him, because the pressure was equal for both of them, and this could be considered a test.

In this situation, we can see a person's psychological endurance and the choices he makes in extreme situations. Compared with the test of life and death, this is nothing.

The two students who were fighting on the stage did feel a mountain of pressure. This was a third-level relic. They were not ignorant and knew very well what this thing meant.

If they caused their teachers to fail, it would not only be a matter of loss, but it would definitely be remembered and mentioned afterwards. What was more important was that they could be said to represent their own colleges, and to put it in a broader sense, they could even be said to represent their own countries. If they lost, could they afford it?
In fact, not only them, but also the students below were nervous. This was a bet between two level 3 relics. Many people had never even seen one, let alone a bet. At this moment, they all held their breath and stared at the stage, waiting for the outcome of this battle.

Guan Fengchun and the federal student looked at each other, and they could tell from each other's eyes that the other did not want to lose.

After another moment of confrontation, the federal student rushed forward first, but Guan Fengchun did not try to dodge or parry at this moment. After he started, he actually rushed towards him as well.

The federal student was a little surprised at his choice, because doing so would make him start a beat slower, and his speed and strength could not be maximized, which would definitely be a disadvantage. Was there some calculation behind this?

This thought made him hesitate for a moment. Under normal circumstances, this emotional fluctuation would not cause any interference to him, but now it slightly affected his body rhythm. Even he knew that it was wrong, and this thought made the situation worse.

Guan Fengchun rushed forward without hesitation. With two bangs, both sides hit each other almost at the same time. Both of them stepped back. The federal student took a few steps back. Although he gritted his teeth and endured it, he still couldn't keep his body steady in the end and fell backwards to the ground.

Guan Fengchun shook a few times, and endured until he fell to the ground completely, then he collapsed to the ground.

According to the rules of the competition, the winner is already obvious.

When Claywell saw the result, his face looked unhappy. He endured the pain and handed the necklace in his hand to Chen Chuan.

"Mr. Chen, you are very lucky."

Chen Chuan didn't care about the sourness in his words. He took the necklace, looked at it, nodded and said, "Very good, thank you."

However, this was not luck, but he saw that Guan Fengchun's desire to win and his determination to fight were much higher than that of the federal student. In the end, he went there with the belief that even if he couldn't win, he would drag the opponent down with him. So even if he couldn't win, there was still a great possibility of maintaining a draw.

Clavell was obviously unwilling to give up. He looked at Chen Chuan and said, "Mr. Chen, how about we make another bet?"

……

(End of this chapter)

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