Chapter 7: Let the evil beast see the spirit of the Spirit Sword Man!
Perhaps it was because Wang Lu was too close and had disturbed the energy circulation. Wang Wu opened his eyes and looked at Wang Lu with some confusion.
Wang Lu then repeated: "A date?"
Wang Wu frowned slightly, as if she didn't understand what he was talking about.
Wang Lu sneered in his heart: Pretend, let you pretend and then briefly explained: "A date?"
"A date... for sex?"
The girl raised her head, her eyes looking very blank.
After a moment, a blush gradually appeared on his cheeks, and the head he had just raised immediately dropped.
Wang Lu is about to applaud this superb acting. I'm so numb, I didn't expect that when you were young, you could act like an innocent girl so well, and you even had a blushing function? Tsk, you blush when you hear the word hookup, this is what you did
Is there something wrong? Your true body is that lustful demon who even drags his apprentice into bed in order to divide the property.
However, before Wang Lu could say anything, he was suddenly tapped on the shoulder.
Ouyang Shang stood behind Wang Lu with a smile: "I'm sorry to disturb you, but we are discussing important matters over there and I need your participation and opinions."
Wang Lu turned his head and glanced at Wang Wu again, thinking that the future is long anyway, and our bad fate cannot be explained even if we are separated by one hundred and fifty years, so there is no need to fight for this moment and a half to support you on the Wuxiang Peak.
For more than ten years of care... now I will definitely repay you a hundred times.
Now since Ouyang Shang said there is something important, he should deal with the important things first.
The so-called important thing is still Fuquan Longjiao.
After the four teams gathered together, Ouyang Shang finally began to unite everyone to formulate the next battle plan, and the core of the plan was undoubtedly the thousand-year-old dragon dragon with Nascent Soul level strength.
Ouyang Shang's preliminary plan could be described as unique, and when he brought Wang Lu in to discuss it, Wang Lu was slightly surprised.
According to the general strategy, when assembling a team to push a copy with a strong enemy, it is best to divide the team members into multiple groups to perform their own duties. For example, those who are good at overcoming difficulties and have a powerful sword are used as output.
Group, those who are good at shield battle defense are the defense group, and then there are the auxiliary group, medical group, etc. During the battle, the shield battle group is in the front, and the output group is in the back... This is generally the case, even if a few have detailed tactical arrangements, it is nothing more than
I have developed more movement strategies to use space more flexibly and effectively.
This way of performing their own duties has proven its value many times in history. Some people describe it as streamlining the monks' combat, which is not bad.
But Ouyang Shang completely broke this convention and boldly adopted a highly independent strategy. He did not form groups for the four teams. Instead, he integrated the four teams and completely disrupted them, and then arranged for each person.
an independent combat mission.
The cultivation levels of the four teams of monks are basically between the peak of foundation building and low-grade golden elixir. If they were to compete head-on with the thousand-year-old dragon, it would be difficult to survive even a single encounter, but Ouyang Shang did not need them to face a complete dragon...
He decomposed the Thousand-Year Dragon Jiao into hundreds of parts from multiple perspectives such as physical body and virtual body, and then assigned corresponding tasks to each person, keeping an eye on a few, dozens, or dozens of them.
This method of decomposition is also quite new for Wang Lu, a later generation monk. Ouyang Shang's intention is easy to understand - to fully train the junior brothers and sisters, so that each of them can act independently instead of becoming parts of a large team.
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The management training program aims to cultivate hundreds of elites who can act independently, not chess pieces who cannot survive without the team.
However, after Wang Lu considered Ouyang Shang's plan in detail, he felt that it was quite difficult. There is a reason for the popularity of assembly line operations. Ouyang Shang's decomposition method was whimsical, and there were quite a lot of problems that needed to be faced.
For example, the simplest question: What should Longjiao do if he wants to concentrate on a breakthrough?
"So when I decompose the dragon dragon, I will fully consider this point... You see, if the dragon dragon attacks with a physical body, then these points will definitely take action first."
As Ouyang Shang spoke, he made gestures out of thin air, but his fingertips left thin traces of light, outlining the ferocious face of a dragon and pointing out several joints on the body.
Wang Lu took a look and said, "Well, these points have been allocated repeatedly by you. According to your intention, if Long Jiao makes a move, seven to eight people will immediately block it with all their strength, making it difficult for him to use his power.
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"At the same time, if it uses a magic attack, then I can also change it like this."
Ouyang Shang then pointed out a dozen more points, but they were virtual bodies, that is, he was not targeting the entity of the dragon dragon, but the nodes where the spiritual energy and mana of heaven and earth change.
Wang Lu nodded again: "As long as you can grasp the correct position and use targeted spells to counterattack, you can also defend yourself."
Ouyang Shang said: "I have plans to deal with the rest of the situations, including the dragon dragon calling its descendants to help in the battle, so I won't list them one by one, but..."
Wang Lu said: "But the whole plan is just on paper. We have never come into contact with the dragon dragon in person. Last time we only had a small taste and did not force out the opponent's trump card at all. Even the appearance of the dragon dragon is based on what it was thirty years ago.
Drawn from the notes of the ancestors of the sect. As for the speculation about the attack mode of the dragon dragon, it is based on imagination, and even if it is based on imagination, there are many contradictions in your tactical response."
Ouyang Shang smiled and said: "My abilities are limited. Each of these thirty people has to be divided into dozens of nodes. When arranged and combined, the amount of calculation is simply appalling. Even if I have certain attainments in arithmetic, I still can't cope with it.
"That's because your algorithm is wrong. Junhuangshan has designed many optimization algorithms for this situation. Wanfa Xianmen has also explored algorithmic problems and has more optimized solutions."
As he said this, Wang Lu had already listed out all the relevant algorithms, which made Ouyang Shang fascinated.
In fact, when it comes to talent in arithmetic, Wang Lu, who is not very enthusiastic about arithmetic, is definitely not as good as Ouyang Shang. But the difference in environment and vision between the two makes Wang Lu completely outstanding in arithmetic.
The Spirit Sword Senior Brother who was one hundred and fifty years ahead.
After all, although Ouyang Shang is strong, under the spirit sword sect's guideline of keeping a low profile and biding time, he doesn't have much contact with the disciples of other sects, so it is even less possible for him to obtain the most advanced algorithms from the chiefs of those sects.
"With these algorithms provided by Junior Brother Wang Lu, my plan is truly feasible." Ouyang Shang nodded with great satisfaction, "Whether there is a discrepancy between the actual situation of the Dragon Jiao and the expected one, or any other situation, it can be solved with
These algorithms find the solution as soon as possible. Then coupled with several practical exercises... I believe that in only half a year at most, the Fuquan dragon will be killed."
Wang Lu raised his head and calculated: "Half a year, about half a year, as long as the golden generation really lives up to its reputation."
The first actual battle started half a day later.
The disciples of this generation of the Spirit Sword Sect have a very strong sense of crisis, and they seem to race against time no matter what they do. Although they are not as exaggerated as Wang Wu, their sense of diligence is much stronger than that of the Spirit Sword disciples of later generations.
After the day's assembly, we took a short night's rest, and the battle officially began the next morning.
Wang Lu and Ouyang Shang were still leading the way, followed closely by the rest of the group. These thirty or so people did not have a fixed formation or position. Everything was improvised, but their expressions looked calm and confident.
The battle plan jointly designed by Ouyang Shang and Wang Lu had been distributed to everyone the night before, so in fact most people did not sleep that night, but were trying their best to familiarize themselves with the thick stack of plans. Look.
After reading the plan, most people were confident about the first day of battle.
The actual situation is indeed as expected.
The Millennium Dragon Dragon did not go into battle in person. Faced with more than thirty monks gathered above Fuquan, it very cautiously chose to send cannon fodder to fight and find out the details.
So from the depths of Fuquan, hundreds of flying fish with wings on their backs sprang out, revealing teeth as sharp as blades. The two fleshy wings were covered by curved bones, and the outer edges of the bones were even sharper than its teeth. It looked like
It looks like two guillotines when it goes up.
The speed of the flying fish is extremely fast. Almost as soon as there is faint movement under the water, it breaks through the water, flies into the crowd, and cuts and crushes it with its guillotine and sharp teeth. All this is so fast that people are unexpected.
If it were an ordinary monk, his energy might have been knocked out in one round by this cannonball-like charge. But for the golden generation, this was not even qualified as an appetizer.
The combat plan did not mention the existence of Feiyu - from beginning to end, the focus of the plan was only on the dragon dragon itself - but there was no need for planning guidance. Each of the thirty-seven monks in the air was looking for him immediately.
He knew his position and used various methods to deal with the crisis.
Several of the team's lowest cultivation base-building peakers found it difficult to cope in a hurry, but without exception, their senior brothers and sisters at the peak of Xudan appeared around them to protect them.
All of this was neither planned nor drilled, it was purely a tacit understanding among the Spirit Sword monks.
In the blink of an eye, hundreds of flying fish were turned into a rain of flesh and blood by various magical powers. The heavy rain fell into the spring water, and the bright red color was like blasphemy, which soon completely angered the ancestors in Fuquan.
The sky began to become cloudy, and the clear space was covered by dark clouds in a few breaths, and the rumbling thunder made people's hearts beat faster.
Dragon, the legendary ancient fairy beast, is born with the ability to move clouds and rain. The so-called thousand-year-old dragon is an intermediate form of a dragon that transforms into a dragon. To put it in a larger scale, it can also be called a half-step true dragon.
Of course, there have been many half-step true dragons in the Kyushu Continent for thousands of years, but only a handful of true dragons. But even if it is only a half-step true dragon, the pressure before the attack is still heart-shaking.
Legend has it that the pressure of a true dragon can instantly kill any powerful person below the Golden Core level. This thousand-year-old dragon is far inferior to the real dragon, but it is still suffocating when it is full of anger and the pressure of the gathering storm.
"Ready."
Following Ouyang Shang's cold command, thirty-seven monks displayed their flying swords in unison, and the sword light was dense for a moment.
The next moment, feeling the awe-inspiring killing intent of the Spirit Sword disciples, the dragon dragon became even more angry. A bolt of thunder brewed in the clouds for a moment before crashing down. At the same time, the water level had already risen and turned into a lake, and a dark streak appeared in the blessed spring water.
The shadow became as thick as ink.
The true form of Long Jiao is about to take action.
Then, Ouyang Shang issued a second command: "Take action"
Chapter completed!