Once Upon A Time, There Was A Spirit Sword Mountain

Chapter 484: Let that wicked animal see the bones of the Spirit Sword Man

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Perhaps it was because Wang Lu got too close, which interfered with the energy circulation. Wang Wu opened his eyes and looked at Wang Lu at a loss.

Wang Lu then repeated: "An appointment?"

Wang Wu frowned slightly, as if she couldn't understand what he was talking about.

Wang Lu sneered in his heart: Pretend, let you pretend! Then he briefly explained: "Are you dating?"

"About... Cannon?"

The girl raised her head, her eyes looked very blank.

After a while, a blush gradually surfaced on her cheeks, and the head that had just been raised immediately dropped down.

Wang Lu was about to applaud this superb performance. Paralyzed, I never thought you could act so well when you were young! Such an innocent girl's face, but it also has a blush function? ! Tsk, you blush when you hear a hookup, is this something you can do? Your body is that crazy demon who even dragged his apprentice to bed in order to share property!

However, before Wang Lu could speak, someone patted him on the shoulder suddenly.

Ouyang Shang stood behind Wang Lu with a smile on his face, "I'm sorry to interrupt you, but it happens to be discussing important matters over there, and I need your participation and advice."

Wang Lu turned his head and glanced at Wang Wu again, thinking that the future will be long anyway, even if there is an interval of one hundred and fifty years between the two of us, we still can't make sense of this sinful relationship, so there is no need to fight for this moment, and I will be grateful to you two on Wuxiang Peak For more than ten years of caring... Now I will definitely repay you a hundredfold!

Now that Ouyang Shang said he had something important to do, he should deal with it first.

The so-called important thing is still Fuquan Longjiao.

After the four teams gathered together, Ouyang Shang finally started to unite everyone to formulate the next battle plan, and the core of the plan was undoubtedly the Millennium Dragon Flood Dragon with Nascent Soul level strength.

Ouyang Shang's initial plan could be described as unique, and when he brought Wang Lu to discuss it, Wang Lu was also slightly taken aback.

According to the general strategy, when gathering a team to push this kind of dungeon with a single powerful 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 with fierce swords are used as output The defense group is good at shield defense, and then there are auxiliary groups, medical groups, and so on. During the battle, the shield team is in the front, and the output team is in the back... This is generally the case. Even a few with detailed tactical arrangements are nothing more than formulating more movement strategies to use space more flexibly and effectively.

This way of performing their duties has proven its value many times in history. Some people describe it as streamlining the battle of monks, which is not bad.

But Ouyang Shang completely broke this convention and boldly adopted a strategy of highly independent individuals. He did not organize the four teams into groups, but completely disrupted the four teams after they were integrated, and then assigned each of them an independent combat mission.

The cultivation bases of the four teams of monks are basically between the peak of Foundation Establishment and the low-rank of Jindan. If they confront the Millennium Dragon Flood Head-on, it will be difficult for them to face each other, but Ouyang Shang does not need them to face a complete Dragon Flood Dragon...he Break down the Millennium Dragon Flood Dragon into hundreds of copies from multiple perspectives such as entity and virtual body, and then assign corresponding tasks to each person, keeping an eye on a few copies, a dozen copies, dozens of copies.

This method of decomposition is quite new to Wang Lu, a later cultivator. Ouyang Shang's intention is easy to understand—to fully train the juniors and younger sisters, so that each of them can be independent, instead of becoming a part of a big team.

The management trainee program aims to train hundreds of elites who can stand on their own, rather than pawns that cannot survive without the team.

But after careful consideration of Ouyang Shang's plan, Wang Lu felt that it was quite difficult. There is a reason why assembly-line combat can be popular. Ouyang Shang's decomposition method is whimsical, and there are quite a lot of problems to be faced.

For example, the simplest question: If the dragon dragon wants to concentrate on a breakthrough, what should we do

"So when I decompose the flood dragon, I will fully consider this point... You see, if the flood dragon attacks with a physical body, then these points will definitely move first."

As Ouyang Shang spoke, he made gestures out of thin air, but left thin traces of light on his fingertips, outlining the ferocious face of a dragon and pointing out several joints of the body.

Wang Lu glanced at it: "Well, you have assigned these points repeatedly, according to your intention, if Long Jiao makes a move, there will be seven to eight people who will try their best to obstruct it at the first time, making it difficult for him to use his strength. "

"At the same time, if it uses magic to attack, then I can also change it like this."

Ouyang Shang then pointed out more than a dozen points, but they were incorporeal, that is, they were not aimed at the entity of the dragon dragon, but at the nodes where the aura of heaven and earth and mana changed.

Wang Lu nodded again: "As long as you can grasp the exact position and counter with spells in a targeted manner, you can also defend against it."

Ouyang Shang said: "For the rest of the situation, including the Dragon Flood Dragon calling its descendants to help in the battle, I have a plan to deal with it, so I won't list them one by one, but..."

Wang Lu said: "But the whole plan is just on paper. We haven't come into contact with the Dragon Flood in person. The last time we just had a taste of it, we didn't force the opponent's cards. Even the appearance of the Dragon Flood is based on what it was thirty years ago. Drawn in the notes of the seniors of the sect. As for the guess about the attack mode of the dragon flood, 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: "The ability is limited. There are more than 30 people, and each of them has to divide dozens of nodes. After permutation and combination, the amount of calculation is simply appalling. Even if I have a certain attainment in mathematics, I can't handle it."

"That's because your algorithm is wrong. Junhuang Mountain has designed many optimization algorithms for this situation, and Wanfa Xianmen has also explored algorithm problems, and they all have more optimal solutions."

With that said, Wang Lu had already listed out all the relevant algorithms, only to see Ouyang Shang mesmerized.

In fact, if we really want to talk about the talent in mathematics, Wang Lu who is not very enthusiastic about mathematics must be inferior to Ouyang Shang. However, the difference in environment and vision between the two made Wang Lu completely ahead of Senior Spirit Sword Senior Brother 150 years ago in terms of arithmetic attainments.

After all... Although Ouyang Shang is strong, under the guidelines of the Spirit Sword Sect to keep a low profile, he doesn't interact much with the disciples of other sects, so it is even more impossible to get the most advanced algorithms from the chiefs of those sects.

"With the 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 dragon and the expectation, or any other situation, I can use it as my plan. These algorithms find the solution in the first time. And then add a few actual combat drills... I believe that in half a year at most, Fuquan Longjiao will be executed."

Wang Lu raised his head and calculated: "Half a year, about the same... as long as the golden generation really lives up to its reputation."

The first actual battle started half a day later.

This generation of Spirit Sword Sect disciples has a very strong sense of crisis, no matter what they do, they seem to be racing against time—although they are not as exaggerated as Wang Wu, but their sense of diligence is much stronger than the spirit sword disciples of later generations.

After the day's assembly was completed, they took a short rest overnight, and the battle officially began the next morning.

It was still Wang Lu and Ouyang Shang who took the lead, followed by the rest of the people. These thirty or so people did not have a fixed formation or position, and everything was adaptable, but their expressions seemed calm and confident.

The battle plan jointly designed by Ouyang Shang and Wang Lu was distributed to everyone the night before, so in fact, most of them didn't sleep that night, but were desperately familiarizing themselves with the thick stack of plans. After reading the plan, most people are full of confidence in the battle on the first day.

The actual situation is indeed as expected.

The Millennium Dragon Flood Dragon did not fight in person, facing the thirty or so monks gathered above Fuquan, it very carefully chose to send cannon fodder to fight, to find out the details.

As a result, from the depths of Fuquan, hundreds of flying fish with wings on their backs sprang out, revealing their sharp teeth like blades. The two fleshy wings were surrounded by curved bones, and the outer edge of the bones was even sharper than its teeth. It looks like two guillotines.

The speed of the flying fish is extremely fast, it breaks through the water almost at the moment when there is faint movement below the water surface, flies into the crowd, and cuts and smashes it with guillotine and sharp teeth, all this is unexpected.

If it was an ordinary monk, perhaps they would lose their vigor in one round after being charged like a cannonball. But for the golden generation, that doesn't even qualify as an appetizer.

The existence of flying fish was not mentioned in the battle plan—the focus of the plan from beginning to end was only on the Dragon Flood Dragon itself—but there was no need for planning guidance at all. The thirty-seven monks in the air, each of them found it right at the first time. In his own position, he used his own means to deal with the crisis.

It was a bit difficult for the few Foundation Establishment peaks with the lowest cultivation in the team to deal with it in a hurry, but around them, without exception, there were senior brothers and sisters at the peak of Void Core, escorting them.

All of this was neither planned nor rehearsed, it was purely the tacit understanding of the Spirit Sword monks.

In the blink of an eye, hundreds of flying fish were turned into a rain of flesh and blood by all kinds of magical powers. The torrential rain fell into the spring water, and the deep red color was like blasphemy, which soon completely angered the ancestors in the blessing spring.

The sky began to be cloudy, and the clear time and space were covered by dark clouds within a few breaths, and the rumbling thunder made the heart beat faster.

The dragon, the legendary ancient fairy beast, was born with the ability to move clouds and make rain. The so-called Millennium Dragon Flood Dragon is the intermediate form of the Flood Dragon. To put it a bit bigger, it can also be called a half-step real dragon.

Of course, in the Kyushu Continent for tens of thousands of years, there have been many half-step real dragons, but there are only a handful of real dragons. But even if it's only a half-step real dragon, the coercion before the shot is still heart-shaking.

According to legend, the coercion of the real dragon can instantly kill any strong person below the golden core, but the thousand-year-old dragon is far inferior to the real dragon, but the coercion of the gathering storm is still suffocating when it is full of anger.

"get ready."

Following Ouyang Shang's order in a cold voice, all thirty-seven monks showed their flying swords, and the sword lights were densely covered for a while.

The next moment, feeling the awe-inspiring killing intent of the spirit sword disciples, the dragon flood became even more angry. A thunderbolt brewed in the cloud for a while, and then crashed down. The shadow became thick as ink.

Long Jiao's true self is about to be shot.

Then, Ouyang Shang issued a second command: "Shoot!"

Thirty-seven monks, with a uniform posture and lightning speed, turned around and ran away like birds and beasts! T

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