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Chapter 1107 A small trial wins

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

Joseph walked over and asked with a smile, "Mr. Chen, I wonder if this schema interaction will satisfy you?"

Chen Chuan shook his head.

Joseph tried to ask, "Is it because the people who interacted cannot let you enjoy your pleasure?"

Chen Chuan nodded and said, "I do have some opinions. This person's ability is not entirely based on his fists and feet, but also on his words such as fraud, abuse and begging for mercy during war. Without these, the experience is a bit unsatisfactory."

Joseph thought about it carefully, nodded deeply, and bowed to his face and apologized, "This is our omission. We have indeed considered it wrong. We used to be afraid that words would arouse the dissatisfaction of the interactors, but ignored that everyone's feelings were different."

He said seriously: "Would Mr. Chen try it again? We will provide you with improved services."

Chen Chuan said: "Forget it today, I 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 great certainty.

"Our Free Star Academy is open and welcoming to all fighters around the world. We welcome you to visit anytime, as a fighter like Mr. Chen who has a certain influence and ability."

Chen Chuan knew that he was telling the truth, because the more visits they visited, the more comprehensive the information and data they could collect.

What he showed just now was actually what he intended to reveal.

He had previously played against three fighters with a view of immortality. Even if he wanted to keep a low profile, he couldn't keep a low profile. Today I will give them a reasonable judgment. But even so, this is not his complete normal power. No explosion skills can be used, let alone the second me.

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

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

Chen Chuan said naturally: "I heard that he died too quickly at the beginning, so I wanted to see what reaction he would have after being beaten and hurt." He looked at Joseph, "You don't mind, right?"

"Where?" Joseph said with a smile: "Although he is considered a federal person, he was only here for some political purpose. This is contrary to the purpose of our college. To be honest, we actually wanted to replace him long ago."

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

Joseph smiled and said, "Please believe that the college has been constantly making progress. Seventy years ago, our college management was very chaotic. Later, we introduced many advanced technology and senior management personnel from Yonozhou to achieve order and prosperity today.

And when Mr. Chen comes back next time, I believe we will make progress again."

Chen Chuan doesn’t know much about Xingchen Academy, but he feels that he has a strong purpose in doing things.

In the Federal area, the information he saw before and what he had contacted in front of him, it can be said that the poor areas are very poor, but the strong areas are also very strong. This is a very suitable soil for the survival of elites and strong people, while the weak are usually just nutrients from fertile soil.

After coming out, he and Joseph took a sightseeing bus and came to the college area located 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 a federal holiday, so many students went out to celebrate the festival.

However, because the visiting group was coming, some elite students and teachers chose to stay here. When Chen Chuan arrived, the two sides were communicating.

A student from the capital is competing with a federal student. Both of them are at the third limit, around seventeen or eighteen years old. At this age, being able to practice to the third limit is truly outstanding talent.

The student from Dashun is from the capital, named Guan Fengchun. This time he was able to join the visiting group, which was obviously strictly selected from the group of students.

When Chen Chuan arrived, the two had been fighting for a while, their bodies were covered in sweat and heat, and their physical strength seemed to be consumed a lot.

This is rare, because in limited venues, there is usually not a long war of attrition, which shows that the two people are not far apart in terms of fighting consciousness and skills.

Chen Chuan came outside the venue and just took a look and knew that the winner should be decided by the next move.

Because at this moment, the key is to see who takes the action first, but if one blow cannot defeat the other and his physical strength is exhausted, then he will be extremely passive.

In this case, there are many choices. Fighters generally adopt some tactics and pretend to attack.

Induce the enemy to take action first, or abandon all distracting thoughts and make a desperate bet.

However, the more hesitated, the more ideas you will have. 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 although they are not moving, their minds are actually thinking about countermeasures.

The Clayville, who had seen before the academy just now, came over and asked casually.

"Mr. Chen thought who would win?"

Chen Chuan said: "We win."

"Mr. Chen seems to be very confident."

Clayville looked at him, "How about we bet?" He gestured upwards, "Just bet on their victory or defeat."

Chen Chuan smiled and said, "Yes." He took out the cold claw directly, "Then bet on this one."

Although this thing is a third-level remains, at its current level, its function cannot be said to be completely useless, but it is also very limited.

"Are you lost things?"

After seeing this, Clayville hesitated a little. He didn't want to play so big, but he took the initiative to propose that since Chen Chuan took out this thing, he had to take out the equivalent.

In fact, it was nothing if he didn't respond, at most he just lost some face. However, after seeing the contest between Chen Chuan and Cui Xuanhui, he was irritated for some reason and eager to win Chen Chuan, so he did not retreat and took out a string of necklaces from his pocket.

Castina next to him looked at him strangely, because she knew that this was the remains of the Chuzhimin that Clayville had finally collected, and was intended to give it to a very powerful female congressman. Unexpectedly, she took this thing out to gamble.

This is really interesting.

At this moment, she showed a bad smile and said to the two students who were still confronting each other: "Two students,

Your teachers just bet here just for the sake of winning or losing this time. Well, they each bet a lost item.

According to my judgment, these are two third-level remains, and you may not have any idea. Let me tell you, a third-level remains that can assist in combat is enough to trigger a fight among fighters. You can think about its value."

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

Neither Chen Chuan nor Clayville stopped him because the pressure was equal to the two, and it could be regarded as a test.

In this case, one can see a person's psychological tolerance, and his choices in extreme cases, and it is a test of life and death. This is simply a trivial matter.

The two students fighting on the stage did feel the pressure like a mountain. This was a level 3 lost object. They were not unaware of it and knew very well what this thing meant.

If the teacher on their side fails, it is not just a matter of loss, and it will definitely be deeply remembered and mentioned later. What's more important is that they can say that they represent their own colleges. To magnify, they can even represent their own countries. If they lose, can they afford it?

In fact, it was not only them, but also the students below, who were nervous. This was a bet of two third-level lost objects. Many people had never seen them before, let alone bets. At this moment, they all held their breath and stared at the stage, waiting for the outcome of the battle.

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

After a moment of confrontation, the federal cadet rushed forward first, but Guan Fengchun did not try to avoid or resist at this moment. After he started, he actually met him.

The federal student was a little different from his choice because he started a little slower than this, and he could not mention the highest speed and strength. He would inevitably suffer a loss. Is there any plan?

This thought made him hesitate for a moment. If this emotional fluctuation was released, it would not cause any interference to him at normal times. However, it has slightly affected his physical rhythm, and even he himself knew that something was wrong. This thought came out, which aggravated the situation.

Guan Fengchun came forward without any hesitation, and two sides hit each other almost at the same time. Both of them retreated. The federal practitioners took a few steps back. Although they gritted their teeth and endured it, they finally failed to stabilize their bodies and fell back to the ground.

Guan Fengchun shook for a few times, and endured until he fell completely to the ground. Then he fell softly to the ground.

According to the rules of cutting, the outcome is already obvious.

Seeing this result, Clayville looked not very good-looking. He endured the pain and handed the necklace in his hand to Chen Chuan.

"Mr. Chen, you are lucky."

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

But he was not lucky, but he saw that Guan Fengchun's desire to win and his desperate intentions were much higher than the Federal student. In the end, he was in the belief that he would drag the other party down even if he couldn't win, so even if he couldn't win, it might still be very big to maintain a draw.
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