There was a temporary cultivation room with a tent with a hard roof. It was filled with hot-blooded youngsters.
Aside from the crooked students Chu Feixiong brought from the military school, there were also Duan Lian, Xie Feng, and the other new students from Agricultural University's martial arts course. There were also monster controller course freshmen who had learned of Meng Chao's strength through Wu Wu.
Dragon City was small, so the new superhumans who could get into college mostly came from the same circle. They were either high school classmates from First High School, Second High School, or Construction High School, or they had met each other in various competitions during high school, so they were familiar with each other.
Hence, when the military school freshmen met the Agricultural University freshmen, they started chatting with each other happily.
"Xie Feng, I heard that Meng Chao from Agricultural University's martial arts course is really ruthless. He's skilled in stealing things and raiding people's dorms. He even disguised himself and snuck into the women's bathhouse, but he was caught on the spot and was criticized. Is that true?"
"We didn't come here for anything else but to see just how much of a rascal he is."
"Why did I hear that he wasn't caught on the spot but ran out of the women's bathhouse? Agricultural University's martial arts course and monster controller course each sent ten elites to capture him, but he hid behind the bushes and ambushed them. He did everything he could to defeat them and nearly ran out of the university gate. In the end, the lecturers took action and suppressed him. He's a freaking genius! We have to see him later!"
Xie Feng, Duan Lian, and the other new students from Agricultural University's martial arts course found themselves embarrassed.
No matter how shameless Meng Chao's methods were, he was still one of them. There was no way they would allow students from other universities to mock him like this.
They immediately retorted, "Zhao Lei, weren't you really awesome when you were in Construction High? Weren't you known for being invincible and refusing to submit to anyone? I heard that you're not doing well in the military school's martial arts course. You're often a burden in all sorts of competitions. Is it because you can't get used to the brand new fighting style after you awakened to supernatural abilities?
"Even if you can't get used to it, it's fine. Meng Chao's Ultimate Style might only be able to kill normal monsters, but it's still worth learning. Later, perk up your ears and listen carefully!"
"And you, Zhou Xiaotian, you were really smart during high school. You managed to get into the top eight and even the top three in the city during a few tactical competitions. Why haven't I heard your name since you came to the military school's command course?"
His words caused the faces of the repulsive students of the military academy to turn red.
"Who says we're not doing well? I just don't like the current Gun Fighting Style. Martial artists aren't like martial artists, and gunners aren't like gunners. All they care about is posing. It's completely useless!"
"Those tutors and teachers are all idiots. They regard the tactics of the Great Expedition Era twenty to thirty years ago as the golden rule that cannot be changed. If they can't see the brilliance of the brand-new tactics that I've drafted, I wouldn't even bother to talk to them!"
When Meng Chao and Wu Wu arrived at the cultivation room, the atmosphere had already reached its boiling point.
"Meng Chao, how did your friend find such a bunch of buffoons?"
Xie Feng came forward and whispered, "We know these people. They're famous bad boys and troublemakers in high school. They're the typical type of people who don't follow any sort of order and don't follow any rules. They like to please the crowd, have wild thoughts, and cause all sorts of trouble. Their parents have no other choice but to send them to the military school in hopes that they can get rid of their bad habits. These people don't really want to understand the Ultimate Style."
"I know."
Meng Chao had never hoped that he would be able to attract military school elites like Shao Jianqing right from the start.
Chu Feixiong had also said that the people he could summon were mostly the weakest students in their courses.
Since they were the weakest, they either had problems with their intellect, their physiques, or their emotions and personalities.
If they could get into the military school, they definitely had no problems with the first two. Aside from being wild and troublemakers, what else could they be?
Troublemakers had their own benefits.
They were more willing to try new things and break conventions and prejudices.
It was the same for the Ultimate Style.
It was the same for the Red Dragon Army's future tactical innovations.
Meng Chao knew that over the past half a century, the Red Dragon Army had been fighting in the cities.
Even during the Great Expedition Era, which was filled with powerful armies, Meng Chao's ten Spirit Piercing Strikes to the Root of the Enemy's Nest was a surgical strike. He targeted some of the especially brutal or arrogant monsters and completely destroyed their nests and killed all of their species.
Even if they burned a monster nest to the ground, the Red Dragon Army did not build a fortress in the fog and defend it for a long time. Instead, they retreated to Dragon City at the fastest speed possible.
It could not be helped. Over the past half a century, regardless of whether it was their military strength, resources, top-class fighting power, or the fragmented and unstable environment in the wild, none of them could support Dragon City's expansion.
Hence, many of the classic tactics that the Red Dragon Army regarded as the standard were actually used to defend cities, fight in the streets, and carry out surgical ambushes.
But they were not suitable for large-scale battles of conquest and colonization.
In Meng Chao's previous life, the Red Dragon Army paid a devastating price for their inflexible tactics.
Many of the outstanding students who followed the rules in the military school suffered greatly when they repeated the classic tactics that were used in textbooks.
Instead, some of the bad boys who did not want to follow the old ways and were not liked by their teachers and instructors became the main force in innovating tactics.
Meng Chao did not know whether there were any future tactical experts among Chu Feixiong's friends.
With a smile on his face, he went forward and said loudly, "Hello, everyone. I'm Meng Chao. Welcome, everyone. Let's talk about the brand new fighting style — the Ultimate Style."
"We don't want to hear about the Ultimate Style. We just want to know how you sneak into the women's bathhouse!" someone shouted from behind the black mass of people.
The room instantly roared with laughter.
Meng Chao laughed as well. He laughed for a total of three seconds before he suddenly widened his eyes and released a sharp, murderous aura. "Who said that? Come out!"
The murderous aura of someone who returned from the apocalypse was not something that the freshmen could withstand.
For a period of time, all the freshmen shuddered, and the cultivation room fell into dead silence.
"What? You have the guts to say it, but you don't have the guts to admit it?" Meng Chao cast a sidelong glance at the military school students, and his lips curled up into a disdainful sneer.
"I said it!"
A tall and burly military school student pushed aside the crowd and arrived in front of Meng Chao. "I'm Zhang Hongjie, and I'm from the military school's martial arts course. I heard that Chu Feixiong's best friend is really awesome, so I came here to see just how awesome you are.
"I'll say this first. Everyone's time is precious. If you really have an amazing skill, hurry up and show it to us. We can use iron-blooded coins, monster materials, or the secrets of martial arts in the military school to exchange for it. We won't let you down, but if you're just boasting or trying to steal something, then forget it. In any case, we're just here to support you, so we won't let down our friends!"
"Duh," Meng Chao said coldly.
Zhang Hongjie was stunned, then flew into a rage. "What did you say?"
"We're all martial artists, and you're a future soldier. Why are you talking so much? Are you thinking about using your saliva to kill monsters?"
Meng Chao smiled coldly. "Compared to words, I prefer using my fists to speak. I believe that after I beat you up so badly that your parents won't recognize you, you'll definitely have a deeper impression of the Ultimate Style."
Zhang Hongjie thought about it. "Are you thinking about playing tricks again? I heard that your methods are really despicable!"
Meng Chao frowned. "Who did you hear that from?"
Zhang Hongjie pointed at Chu Feixiong. "Him!"
Meng Chao was speechless.
Without a word, he started taking off his clothes.
Then, he took off his pants and combat boots.
In the end, he was only left with a pair of fighting shorts.
"Since there are girls here, I won't take off my shorts. I don't want to scare you," Meng Chao said faintly.
"Come on. Today, I promise you that I won't use any other methods. I'll do it openly and let you witness the horrors of the Ultimate Style!"
"Even if you use other methods, I'm not afraid!"
Zhang Hongjie took off his shirt as well and revealed his bulging muscles.
The military school's martial arts course specialized in the Gun Fighting Style, and they paid particular attention to the combination of martial arts and guns.
Many people had the misconception that gunmen were slightly thinner than martial artists, but that was not true.
Ancient longbow archers were all tall and strong, with the back of a bull and the waist of a bear.
The modern gunmen had to carry guns and ammunition that weighed dozens or even more than one hundred kilograms. They also had to maintain absolute stability and precision while they moved at high speed. Their ability to carry weight and their cardiopulmonary functions might be even better than cold weapon elites.
Zhang Hongjie might be at the bottom of the military school's martial arts course, but it was not because he was lazy or did not have enough talent. Instead, it was because he looked down on the skills that the current Gun Fighting Style developed for defending cities. He wanted to open up another path, but he had not found the right one.
He trained madly in secret, and he did not lose to any of the Gun Fighting Style elites. Even if he did not have a gun in his hands, the fierce glare in his eyes turned his body into a heavy machine gun with fierce firepower.
Whoosh!
His furry arms were wrapped in dazzling spirit meridians. Hundreds of black rays shot out of them and instantly enveloped Meng Chao.
While the crowd cried out in surprise, Meng Chao was like an assault boat in a raging sea. No matter how fierce the waves were, he was not swallowed. Instead, he cut through them and continued moving forward.
In just a short half a minute, Zhang Hongjie delivered more than one hundred punches. When his punches were at their fastest speed, the onlookers could not even see Meng Chao.
But he meant it literally. He did not even touch a single hair on Meng Chao's body, because whenever his powerful punches drew close to Meng Chao's body, Meng Chao's hair would sense it, and it would make its owner dodge on reflex.
"This is …"
The onlookers could not believe their eyes.
It wasn't that they hadn't seen agile Agility-based experts before, but most Agility-based experts needed a certain amount of space to dodge.
And before the onlookers could disperse, the two of them had already started fighting. The space left for them was no more than five meters wide. Their fight was also limited to a circle that had a diameter of three meters.
Meng Chao's control had to be astonishing to be able to hold Zhang Hongjie's nose and dance in such a small space!
Suddenly, Zhang Hongjie's punches that were like raging waves came to a halt.
For some reason, his eyes popped out of their sockets, and they instantly became bloodshot. There was a bruise on his throat, and he looked like he was in great pain.
Meng Chao made a pose that even the military school students were incredibly familiar with in front of him.
It was the second style of the Army Fist — Throat Piercing Kick!
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