Clayville seemed to be afraid that Chen Chuan would refuse, so he took out a bright silver metal card without waiting for him to speak.

"This is a platinum card for Federal Precision Medicine."

He told Chen Chuan: "We in Asia have excellent medical capabilities. No matter what your identity is, even if you are an enemy of the Federation, as long as you are sent to the nearby Federal Precision Medical Ambulance Site, they can use the best medical services to rescue people in the first time.

And at all costs.

I think we'll bet another game if I win."

He paused, "Mr. Chen, just give me the necklace I lost to you just now. If I lose," he signaled the card in his hand, "This card belongs to you."

Castina said next to her: "Mr. Chen, judging from the pure value, this card is indeed not as good as the third-level lost objects, but in a specific situation, it is easier to use than the lost objects.

As long as you use this card in the federal territory where federal precision medicine is available, in addition to receiving fine and proper medical care, the injured are also protected by federal precision medicine while they are rescued.

This card is usually only awarded by the upper level of the federal government, as well as the management of our Federal Star Academy and the Sword Academy. If the loss is not made up, the number of issued cards for each year is decreasing. This year, there are only twelve people who hold this card in the federal and external jurisdictions.

Chen Chuan looked up from the realm and found that as the other party said, it was indeed not just a medical service, but in a sense it was also a short-term protection certificate issued by a group within the federal government.

The value is indeed not small.

And this card can be transferred and can be held by anyone. If he wins this card, even if he doesn't use it himself, he can also transfer it to the person who needs it. He said, "Mr. Clayville, do you want to communicate with me?"

Clayville shook his head quickly. He had just seen the battle between Chen Chuan and Cui Xuanhui, but he didn't think he could win if he went up. He said seriously: "It's better, let's launch two students each.

The two students just now had the third limit, but there were very few such students, and most students were not within this level limit, so I think the students at the first limit or the second limit can come out to compare.

I think only their competition can truly test and reflect the true teaching level and average level of our two colleges."

He has his own calculations. Dashun may attach more importance to the third limit of the students and teachers in this visiting delegation. He is all elite, but it is not certain that the students are less limited. Because even if these students lose, it will not hurt their face. Sometimes Dashun will be more humble in order to take care of the other party's face, so he is willing to try it out.

Chen Chuan didn't mind these things, and he looked back and finally fell on Wei Dong.

"Wei Dong, how are you doing this game?"

When Wei Dong heard this, he immediately touched his fists with both hands and said eagerly: "Is it my turn?"

After seeing Wei Dong, Clayville quickly evaluated and then ordered a student. Soon a federal student who was about the same size as Wei Dong came up.

From this point of view, it is quite fair, because within the first few limits, if some people with extremely high talents are ignored, height and weight still have certain advantages in this kind of arena battle.

Wei Dong didn't care who his opponent was. He only knew that he was going to fight with others, so he jumped onto the battlefield.

The federal student opposite looked calm and seemed to have absorbed the experience just now, so he found a student with a better attitude.

After the two of them walked up, they made a friendly punch.

The federal student immediately made a judgment from contact.

This is·—.Horizontal practice?

Wei Dong's figure is very confusing. He is not the kind of person who is particularly tall and tall, but looks very flexible. Such people are usually people who are free to capture or are good at weapons.

But I didn't expect it to be a horizontal practice.

This is very rare, and if you can't fight with Heng Zheng, you must be prepared to consume a lot of physical strength if you can't kill with one blow.

The Federal student immediately took a few steps back and raised his hand to apply for weapons. Before the formal competition began, applying for weapons did not violate the rules.

Clayville explained, "Our cadet is good at fighting, so we need to fight with weapons. Of course, if your cadet is not good at weapons, it doesn't matter if you don't agree. Just fight with bare hands."

Chen Chuan glanced at Weidong, and immediately a accompanying teacher asked him, "Caller Wei, do you need to use weapons?"

Wei Dong thought about it and walked to the side, as if asking for something.

Seeing this, Clayville signaled to his side. The federal cadet took a shield and a sharp-mouthed hammer and walked up again.

This is a very smart choice. It is best to use shields and heavy weapons to defend against enemies.

One hand can hit hard.

When Wei Dong came up, he took a long lasso in his hands.

After seeing this, the federal cadets immediately became very careful, because if the weapon on the other side was used well, they could solve the battle in one go.

He took the shield and placed it carefully in front of him, staring at the figure opposite through the opening on the shield, while listening to the other person's breathing.

Wei Dong shook the lasso in his hand twice and then threw it towards the opposite side. After seeing it, the federal practitioners hurriedly dodged. If they were trapped, they could only let the other party do anything.

After throwing out the lasso, Wei Dong made an unexpected move and rushed forward suddenly, as if he was about to jump into the air to kick, which made the opponent raise the shield slightly higher. At this time, he slid against the ground and shoveled his feet towards the latter side.

Faced with such an attack, federal trainees can usually break the opponent's legs by pressing the shield down. However, the opposite side is practicing horizontally, and this method is not stable.

If you use a hammer, you will still be injured even if you hit it. It is really possible that who will suffer losses at that time, so his final choice is to jump up and try to use a shield to hit the other side.

But he jumped like this and found that Wei Dong's legs were extremely fast wrapped around him, and he immediately slapped his legs, then grabbed him and slapped him down, and hit the ground with a bang. Then Wei Dong turned over and raised his fist. The federal practitioner immediately raised the shield in his hand and tried to hold him back.

As soon as Wei Dong exerted his legs, the federal practitioners immediately made a cracking sound, and his face changed.

When the audience saw this situation, they immediately knew the problem, which was that the strength of the alienated fascia and skeletal muscle was not as good as that.

Chen Chuan was not surprised by this situation at all, because since Wei Dong trained in his training room, he has eaten almost all the ingredients every day for these days. Even though their own absorption capacity is limited, they can only eat a little bit at a time, but they can't stand it every day.

Even though this federal student is an elite, he can use some high-quality nutritional paste to supplement his daily life, and he will not be too extravagant to eat blended ingredients directly on a daily basis.

Moreover, after Wei Dong took it, he still had unlimited scheming resources to exercise and fight, which would not lose to federal students at all. He might even exceed the training time. In addition, it is a horizontal training itself, so you can imagine how strong the muscles and bones are.

The federal student was very tough. Even though his legs were affected like this, he still calmly protected him. He thought he would not lose at this point. He had a hammer in his hand, and as long as he hit the key part once, he could turn the tables.

Wei Dong first pressed his shield on his body, then grabbed the edge, and then suddenly lifted it to the side. He was above, and his force was smoother than against the latter, and he was full of explosive power. The federal practitioners failed to stabilize under the pain and were lifted away.

Losing the defense in front of him, the federal practitioners also took the initiative to do so. They immediately twisted their waists, regardless of their injuries, concentrated their strength, picked up the hammer and knocked Wei Dong on the head. Because the two of them were entangled, they could almost never fail. They hit their heads in one go, and the sound of the knocking sounded throughout the audience.

It can be seen that the force of his use has caused the hammer rod to bend. However, Wei Dong just turned to the side, shook his head and came back to his senses. At the same time, he grabbed his wrist with his backhand, and grabbed the arm trying to protect the face with his other hand, and then hit him with his bleeding head.

With a bang, this sound was no lighter than what I had just come. The flesh on the forehead of the Federal Student exploded, but a gray-white implanted bone body was exposed below. It turned out that he had done some implant modification, so he did not lose consciousness directly after this collision.

Wei Dong released his legs at this time, rode on him quickly, and began to attack his face with both fists. The federal practitioners covered and resisted with their hands, and Wei Dong pulled his hands away and hit him directly in the face.

If this kind of close-fitting confrontation is capturing or grappling force, it may be able to defeat the enemy with one blow, but if neither is it, it can only depend on the ability and endurance of the two people.

The federal cadet knew that his position was not good and could not stop it. He was also ruthless. He simply ignored the fists attacking his face, picked up a sharp-mouthed hammer and kept smashing Wei Dong's head. The latter did not hide at all and continued to attack him in the face.

Both sides punched and hit it, just to see who could resist. There were constant muffled sounds of bang bang in the venue. Even if such an attack was just a low-level battle, the ruthlessness of the two people made many students tremble in their hearts.

After dozens of punches, the federal practitioners were smashed down on their faces, and even the implanted tissue fluid splashed out. Finally, their eyes turned pale and they lost consciousness.

Wei Dong's body was shaking and stood up. Blood was flowing down his nose, and he could also see that some parts of the skull were sunken.

The students and teachers below saw that when they were actually at the back, he just needed to pick up the lasso and tie the opponent's neck, which would soon make the latter lose its combat effectiveness, but he chose to resist.

This is a cruel person.

There were a few applauses in the audience first, and then more applause appeared. This direct and pure violent confrontation was very in line with their appetite.

Clayville's face was worse at this time, and the corners of his mouth twitched, and finally said helplessly: "It's me."

Halfway through his words, Wei Dong's joints on the stage made a series of bangs in the bangs.
Chapter completed!