Chapter 120: Foreign Affairs Exchange
Chapter 120: Foreign Affairs Exchange
Early the next morning, Chen Chuan woke up from his deep slumber right on time. After getting up, he drew the curtains, opened the window, and took a few deep breaths towards the morning glow on the horizon. He freshened up and then headed out for breakfast.
After leaving the cafeteria, he made his way straight to the Swordsmanship Training Hall. As he walked, he suddenly remembered that the Maka student wanted to spar with him.
However, the opponent's skill level was not high, so unless they approached him again, he wouldn't take the initiative to seek them out.
By this time, many students were already running around Chunqiu Lake. The morning breeze swept across the lake's surface, brushing against his face and stirring a few strands of his hair. The February wind was still a bit chilly, but it felt refreshing to him.
Upon arriving at the hall, he went to his usual spot and picked up a training sword from the weapon rack next to him.
Although it was just a wooden sword, it was custom-made with a special blade core, and its weight and length were almost identical to his Snow Lady Sword. However, today, it felt as if it had become much lighter.
Undoubtedly, this was the result of the stronger transmutation organs within his body.
Not only that, but yesterday he had specifically checked against his watch, and the battle against the Headless Demon had increased the overlap time by about half an hour, a significant improvement.
It was conceivable that as he encountered stronger opponents, the increase in overlap time after each battle would also be more substantial, which was undoubtedly a good thing.
After swinging the sword a few times, he put his thoughts aside and went to the center of the hall to practice, warming up his body while also waiting for today's opponent.
Although he was assigned to the Free Fighting Division due to Cheng Zitong, he didn't often attend the invited lectures and public lectures, so not many people in the Free Fighting Division knew him by name. Instead, he had made many acquaintances in the Swordsmanship Department.
However, first-year students were just beginning to master basic breathing techniques, so most of his previous sparring partners were second or third-year students.
At this moment, a familiar figure walked in from outside.
"Senior Wu," he greeted.
Wu Han was taken aback but smiled when he saw Chen Chuan, "Junior, you're here today." Seeing Chen Chuan holding a long sword, he became interested, "Come on, let's spar today."
He walked to the nearby weapon rack and subconsciously picked up a long spear. After thinking for a moment, he was about to put it down when Chen Chuan's voice came from behind, "Senior Wu, let's use this one."
"Junior, are you sure?"
Wu Han was surprised. In a long weapon versus short weapon matchup, the advantage was usually significant, especially when a skilled fighter wielded a long spear. It would be nearly impossible to get close, and trying to break through the spear with a single sword would be challenging unless there was an advantage in terrain or other aspects. One would likely be pierced by the spear first unless their skills were several levels higher than their opponent's.
Chen Chuan nodded.
Wu Han let out a 'hey' and raised his eyebrows, saying, "Junior, I know your sword skills are good, but... don't say I'm taking advantage of you."
Chen Chuan pointed his sword forward and smiled, "Let's give it a try."
Wu Han grabbed the spear handle, using his body to draw it out in one swift motion. A typical short spear would still be shorter than Chen Chuan's sword, but his spear was three meters long, nearly twice the length of the Snow Lady Sword. Moreover, with his control over force, he didn't have to worry about issues with balance or exerting force.
As he held the spear with one hand at the back end, he could maintain control of the long spear, and his fingers could even lightly tap the spear shaft, giving him a sense of ease as if he were holding a pair of chopsticks. It was evident that once he started moving, his actions would be swift and fierce.
He held the spear and moved to the center of the hall, pointing the spearhead towards Chen Chuan. Due to the excessive length of the spear shaft and his grip being towards the back, the spear was slightly curved.
At this moment, several senior students saw the weapons each of them was holding and showed interest, gathering around the edge of the hall in twos and threes.
Wu Han recognized them; they were students from the Swordsmanship Department. Recently, he had obtained a firearms license, making many third-year students envious. Chen Chuan was also a familiar sight here, often coming to spar, and his previous performances had been impressive. This sparring session was sure to be exciting.
At this moment, Wu Han reminded, "Junior, be careful!"
He held the spear with both hands, his waist close to the spear shaft. He tested the waters a couple of times, and seeing that Chen Chuan didn't move, he flicked the spearhead, stabbing it forward swiftly.
However, when the spearhead came, Chen Chuan didn't react as expected by blocking or dodging with his sword. Instead, he swiftly slashed with his empty hand, and with a 'smack', the spearhead was severed by his hand.
Nevertheless, Wu Han didn't stop there. He turned his waist, took a step, and twisted the spear, sending it stabbing forward again. This time, the broken spearhead directly poked at Chen Chuan's arm, which he had raised to block, but he felt a force pushing back, preventing the spear from penetrating.
The two men's forces converged in the middle, and a series of crackling sounds erupted as the spear shaft broke into pieces, scattering in all directions.
Wu Han threw away the broken spear shaft in his hand and exclaimed, "That was thrilling!" He praised, "Junior, your force control is truly remarkable!"
At this moment, applause erupted from the crowd, as the brief clash, the responses of both parties, and the solid foundation they demonstrated were all worthy of praise.
Especially Chen Chuan, even though Wu Han's spearhead was broken, his force was so powerful that it could penetrate even a wall. Yet, Chen Chuan was able to block it with his shoulder and arm, which was also a result of his force control.
(End of Chapter)The seniors had never seen anyone achieve such a level or dare to attempt such a feat. They speculated that Chen Chuan must have employed some technique rather than simply blocking the attack.
This was a possibility, as although the students' martial arts skills appeared transparent, each had different guidance teachers, and there were always some techniques that were kept secret and unique to the individual.
But this time, their guess was wrong.
Chen Chuan had just used a force similar to Garment Wrapping Force to withstand the gun's thrust. He intentionally utilized Wu Han's force to test the progress and resilience of his transmuted organs.
Now it seemed that he had indeed made significant improvements compared to the past.
Although the Second Self overlapped for a moment, there was no sign of virtualization, indicating that he could withstand the situation entirely.
Chen Chuan felt that even without overlapping with the Second Self, he might have been able to try it, as he wasn't afraid of getting injured.
At this moment, Wu Han picked up another gun and enthusiastically asked, "Junior, another round?"
Chen Chuan smiled faintly, "Sure."
The two of them sparred for the entire morning. Through the confrontation, Chen Chuan's guess was confirmed. Even without the Second Self, he could now match Wu Han, but without the overlap, his reactions and speed would be a level lower, and he would have to rely on experience and technique.
However, this was just a friendly spar, so there was no need to worry too much about winning or losing. What mattered was the gains from the experience. If he could remain composed against an opponent without the Second Self, then with the Second Self, he would only become stronger.
At noon, Chen Chuan and Wu Han went to the cafeteria together to have lunch and chatted about various school and outside matters.
Recently, Wu Han had also taken on many commissions, including some that were usually only available to third-year students. It was undeniable that having a firearms license was indeed beneficial.
Speaking of this, Wu Han sighed, "If only Liu Ge were still here."
Chen Chuan said, "As long as we have the ability, we can not only do what Liu Ge did, but also protect ourselves and do even more."
Wu Han nodded vigorously, "Junior, you're right! I, as your senior, must also work harder!"
After lunch, Chen Chuan bid farewell to Wu Han and returned to the dormitory. Coincidentally, the phone installer had just arrived, and since the phone line was already in place, it didn't take long to set up the phone.
However, according to regulations, this phone could only be used by Chen Chuan, and there was a time limit for its use each day. Any violation would result in the loss of the privilege to use it exclusively.
After Chen Chuan and the others left, he approached the telephone and picked up the receiver. He had intended to call home but thought that no one would be there at this time, so he decided to wait until evening.
After some thought, he called Ren Su and informed him that for future commissions, he could be directly contacted through this number. Ren Su was delighted, as it would make communication more timely and convenient.
Ren Su said, "The payment for handling this commission has been deposited into your account. The Foreign Affairs Bureau gave our company a high evaluation, but unfortunately, you're not a registered commission agent, so we couldn't provide a personal evaluation."
Chen Chuan smiled, unconcerned about it. He had no intention of becoming professional commission agents; he only took on commissions to gain resources for martial arts training and facilitate his progress.
Ren Su continued, "By the way, I still have some past urban legend commissions. I'm not sure if you'd be interested?"
Chen Chuan glanced at his Second Self. Although the growth of his transmuted organs had temporarily halted, the virtualization on them had not completely disappeared, so he wasn't in a hurry.
"I just finished the Flying Skull mission. I'll take on more commissions after some time."
"Right, right," Ren Su's voice came from the other end, accompanied by the sound of him slapping his forehead. "I got too excited and forgot about that. Chen Chuan, take a good rest. I won't disturb you further."
Chen Chuan put down the phone but was about to leave when the phone rang again, surprising him. He picked it up, and it was the dormitory staff on the other end.
"You're connected? Great. Just wanted to let you know that at 8 AM tomorrow, you and the assigned students should gather in front of the dormitory building. You'll be going to the Foreign Affairs Bureau with the Maka exchange students. A car will pick you up there, so remember not to schedule anything else."
"Okay, I'll remember, thank you, teacher," Chen Chuan replied.
The dormitory staff said, "If you all had scholarships, I'd save some effort, right? I wouldn't have to notify each of you individually when something comes up."
Chen Chuan thought to himself, 'Wouldn't that make you less important?'
The dormitory staff laughed, "You're not saying anything, but are you thinking ill of me? It's fine. As long as the students study well, they're even allowed to scold the teacher. This is a privilege for you. Goodbye."
Chen Chuan looked at the receiver and thought, 'Teacher, if I don't scold you a little, wouldn't I be at a loss?' He hung up the phone, changed into his training clothes, and entered his private training room. After adjusting his breathing, he continued with his daily practice.
The next day.
At 7:30 AM, Chen Chuan had finished getting ready. Since it was a formal exchange event, he also changed into the student formal wear provided by the academy.
However, for foreign exchanges, carrying weapons was not permitted. Naturally, he couldn't bring the Snow Lady Sword or firearms. But for such events, there would be a security team present, so there was no need to worry. Moreover, if others were allowed to carry weapons, it implied that he would also be allowed.
After tidying up in front of the mirror, he put on his student hat, adjusted it, and walked out the door.
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End of Chapter.
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