Atlas of Heaven and Man.

Chapter 120 Foreign Affairs Exchange
The next morning, Chen Chuan woke up from a deep sleep on time. After getting up, he drew open the curtains, pushed open the window, looked at the morning light in the sky, took a few deep breaths, washed up, and went out for breakfast.

After coming out of the cafeteria, he went straight to the military training hall. While walking on the road, he suddenly remembered that the Maca student wanted to spar with him.

However, the other party's level is not high, so if he doesn't come to him again, he won't take the initiative to find him.

At this time, there were already many students running along the Chunqiu Lake. The morning breeze swept across the lake, blowing on his face and lifting a few strands of hair. The wind in February was still a little cold, but it was very refreshing for him.

When he arrived at the venue, he went to the fixed venue and picked up the training knife on the weapon rack next to him.

Although this is just a wooden sword, it was specially made with a special blade core inside. The weight and length are almost the same as his Xuejun sword, but today, he feels that it seems to have become a lot lighter.

This is undoubtedly the result of the body's alienated tissue being stronger.

Not only that, he specifically checked his watch yesterday and found that the battle to eliminate Fei Tou had increased the overlapping time by about half an hour, which was a huge improvement.

It can be imagined that as the opponents encountered become stronger, the overlap time each time may increase, which is undoubtedly a good thing.

After swinging his hands a few times, he retracted his thoughts and went to the middle of the field to practice for a while to warm up, while also waiting for today's opponent.

Although he was assigned to the Sanshou Department because of Cheng Zitong, he seldom attended invited classes and open classes, so there were not many people in the Sanshou Department who he could name. Instead, he got to know quite a few people in the Bingji Department.

However, the first-year students had just mastered the breathing method, so most of the people who had fought with him before were second- or third-year students.

At this time, a familiar figure walked in from outside.

"Senior Wu?"

He said hello.

Wu Han was startled, then looked over and smiled, "Junior brother is here today." Seeing Chen Chuan holding a long sword, he also became interested, "Come on, let's try our hand today."

He walked to the weapon rack nearby and subconsciously picked up a big gun. After thinking for a while, he was about to put it down when Chen Chuan's voice came from behind: "Senior Wu, use this one."

"Junior? Are you sure?"

Wu Han was a little surprised. Long weapons versus short weapons, this is not an ordinary advantage, especially when an expert picks up a spear. You can't even think of getting close to him and breaking the spear with a single sword. If you don't have an advantage in terrain and other aspects, then unless your own skills are several levels higher than those of the opponent, you will most likely be penetrated by the spear first.

Chen Chuan nodded.

Wu Han chuckled, raised his eyebrows and said, "Junior, I know you are good at swordsmanship, but... don't say that I am taking advantage of you."

Chen Chuan pointed the knife forward and said with a smile, "Try it."

Wu Han grasped the handle of the gun and pulled it out with his body. An ordinary pistol might not be as long as Chen Chuan's sword, but his gun was three meters long, nearly times longer than Xue Jun's sword. Moreover, with the control of his strength, he did not have to worry about the problem of unstable center of gravity and force.

Just like now, he can hold the spear with one hand holding the back end, and even his fingers can lightly twist the gun barrel. That kind of relaxed feeling is just like picking up a chopstick. It can be imagined that once he starts moving, it will be swift and fierce.

He came to the center of the venue with a gun and pointed the tip of the gun at the opposite side. Because the gun barrel was too long and he held it backward, the gun body was slightly bent.

At this time, several senior students saw the weapons held by the two men, showed interest in their expressions, and came to the sidelines in twos and threes.

They knew Wu Han, a student from the Combat Department. He had recently obtained a weapons license, which made many third-year students envious. They also saw Chen Chuan often because he often competed here. He had shown a very high level in the past. This competition was very interesting.

Wu Han reminded him at this time, "Junior, be careful!"

He held the gun barrel with his hands front and back, with his waist pressed against the gun body. He tested it twice, and seeing that he didn't move, he shook the tip of the gun and suddenly stabbed forward.

But when he saw the gun tip coming, Chen Chuan did not block or dodge with his knife as expected, but raised his other empty hand and chopped it down like lightning. With a snap, the gun tip was actually cut off by his hand.

However, Wu Han did not stop. He turned his hips, stepped on the ground, twisted his back hand forward, and stabbed forward with the spear. This time, the spear directly stabbed on Chen Chuan's arm, which was blocked in time. However, he suddenly felt a force holding him back and could not penetrate.

The two men's strengths gathered in the middle, and there were crackling sounds. The gun barrels broke piece by piece and scattered in all directions.

The students watching around all raised their hands and swatted the flying broken poles aside, but after these things fell to the ground, they bounced high on the floor again, which showed how strong the power they contained was.

Wu Han threw away the broken pole in his hand and shouted excitedly: "It's so satisfying!" He also said admiringly: "Junior brother, your strength training is really good!"

At this time, there was a lot of applause all around. Although the battle just now was short, the responses of both sides and their solid skills were worthy of praise.

Especially Chen Chuan. Although Wu Han's gun had no tip on the back, the force could still penetrate even a wall. But he was able to block it with his shoulders and arms. This should also be the effect of force, but it is not simple.

They had never seen anyone in the senior class who could do this, or dared to do so. They guessed that Chen Chuan probably didn't just block it, but also used some technique.

This is possible. Although the strength that students learn appears to be very transparent, everyone has different instructors, and there are always some skills that are unknown and unique to them.

But this time they guessed wrong. Chen Chuan just used a force similar to the power of wrapping clothes to resist the spear. He intended to use Wu Han's power to test the progress and toughness of his own alienated tissue.

Now it seems that it is indeed much better than before.

Although the second self overlapped at that moment, there was no sign of blurring on the second self, which means that he could fully withstand it in this situation.

He felt that even if he didn't need a second me to overlap, he might still be able to give it a try, after all, he was not afraid of getting hurt.

Wu Han then went to the side and picked up another gun, and said excitedly: "Junior, another one?"

Chen Chuan smiled slightly, "Okay."

The two practiced against each other for the entire morning, and during the confrontation, Chen Chuan's guess was confirmed. Now, even without the second self, he was strong enough to compete with Wu Han. However, without the second self, his reaction and speed would drop to a lower level, so he could only rely on experience and skills.

But this is just a competition, so there is no need to care too much about winning or losing. What matters is the gain. If he can face the enemy calmly when there is no second me, then he will only become stronger after the second me is combined.

At noon, he and Wu Han went to the cafeteria to eat together and chatted about things inside and outside the school.

Wu Han has received quite a few assignments recently, including some that are usually only given to third-year trainees. It has to be said that it is indeed good to have a weapons license.

Speaking of this, he also sighed, "It would be great if Brother Liu was still here."

Chen Chuanshuo said: "As long as we have enough ability, we can not only do what Senior Liu did, but also protect ourselves, and then do more."

Wu Han nodded vigorously, "Junior, you are right. I have to work harder as a senior!"

After lunch, Chen Chuan said goodbye to Wu Han and returned to the dormitory. The person who was going to install the telephone had just arrived. Since there was already a telephone line connected, it didn’t take long to get it done.

However, according to the regulations, this phone can only be used by him, and there is a time limit every day. If any violation is found, the right to use it alone will be revoked.

After Chen Chuan and others left, he came to the phone and picked up the receiver. He originally wanted to call home, but he thought that there would be no one at this time, so he might as well wait until the evening.

After thinking about it, I called Ren Shu and told him that he could call this number directly if he had any commissions in the future. The latter was also very happy, as this way the communication would be more timely and convenient.

Ren Shu said on the phone: "Mr. Chen, I have deposited the fee for handling this commission into your account. This time, the Government Affairs Office gave our company a very high evaluation. Unfortunately, Mr. Chen is not the client yet, so his personal evaluation cannot be given."

Chen Chuan smiled, he didn’t care about this. He would not be a professional client. He only took on clients to obtain resources for fighting training to facilitate his upward climb.

Ren Shu added, "By the way, I still have quite a few ghost story commissions from the past. I wonder if Mr. Chen is interested?"

Chen Chuan glanced at the second me. Although the growth of the alienated organization had stopped at this moment, the virtualization phenomenon on it had not completely disappeared, so he was not in a hurry.

"I just finished the mission of Feitou. It seems that I will have to wait for a while before I can take another commission."

"Yes, yes." Ren Shu slapped his forehead on the other end of the phone. "I was so excited that I forgot about it. Mr. Chen, have a good rest. I won't disturb you anymore."

Chen Chuan put down the phone and was about to leave when it suddenly rang. He was slightly surprised and picked up the phone. It was the voice of the dormitory manager.

"Connected? Very good. Let me inform you that you and the assigned students will gather in front of the dormitory building at 8 o'clock tomorrow morning, and go to the Foreign Affairs Bureau with the Maca exchange students. A car will come to pick you up at that time. Remember not to arrange anything else."

Chen Chuanshuo said: "Okay, I remember it. Thank you, teacher."

The dormitory supervisor said, "If everyone gets a scholarship, I can save some effort, right? I won't have to notify everyone one by one when something happens."

Chen Chuanxin said, doesn’t this make you seem important?

The dormitory teacher smiled and said, "You are silent. Are you saying bad things about me in your heart? It's okay. As long as students study hard, it is allowed for teachers to curse. This is a privilege for you. Hang up."

Chen Chuan looked at the microphone and thought to himself, Teacher, wouldn’t it be a shame if I didn’t scold you for saying that?
After hanging up the phone, he changed into his training clothes, went to the private training room, adjusted his breathing, and continued with today's exercises.

the next day.

At 7:30 in the morning, Chen Chuan had already finished packing. Because it was a formal communication occasion, he also changed into a student suit issued by the college.

It was just a foreign affairs exchange, and weapons were not allowed, so Xue Jun naturally couldn't bring a knife or a gun. However, there was a security team present at such foreign affairs exchange occasions, so he didn't have to worry about anything. Moreover, if he really needed it, as long as others had it, it meant he had it too.

After making some final adjustments in front of the mirror, he put on his student cap, straightened it, and pushed the door open before walking out.

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(End of this chapter)