Perhaps it was because Wang Lu was too close that the energy circulation had been disturbed. Wang Wu opened her eyes and looked at Wang Lu with some bewilderment.
Wang Lu repeated, "Do you want to make an appointment?"
Wang Wu slightly frowned, seemingly not understanding what he was talking about.
Wang Lu secretly sneered, 'Pretend, I'll let you pretend!' Then he briefly explained, "Do you want to have a one-night stand?"
"One-Night stand?"
The girl raised her head, her eyes looked very blank.
A moment later, a blush gradually appeared on her cheeks, and her head that had just been raised immediately drooped down.
Wang Lu simply wanted to applaud this exquisite performance. Damn it, I can't believe you were so good at acting when you were young! What an innocent girl's face, it actually has a blushing function?! Tsk, just hearing a one-night stand and you blush, is this something you can do? Your original body is that lust maniac who didn't hesitate to drag his apprentice to bed in order to divide the property!
However, before Wang Lu could speak, his shoulder was suddenly patted.
Ouyang Shang stood behind Wang Lu and said with a smile, "I'm sorry to disturb you, but it just so happens that they are discussing something important and need your opinion."
Wang Lu turned his head and looked at Wang Wu, thinking, 'In any case, there is still a long way to go. Even if there is a gap of one hundred and fifty years, this ill-fated relationship between the two of us can't be cleared up, so there is no need to fight for this moment. I am indebted to you for more than twenty years on Non-Phase Peak … Now, I will definitely repay you a hundredfold!'
Now that Ouyang Shang said that there was something important, he would deal with it first.
—
The so-called important matter was still the flood dragon of Blessed Fountain.
After the four teams gathered, 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 flood dragon with the strength of Yuanying Stage.
Ouyang Shang's initial plan could be said to be unique. When he pulled Wang Lu over to discuss it, even Wang Lu was slightly surprised.
According to the general strategy, when a party was gathered to clear a dungeon with a powerful enemy, it was best to divide the party members into several small groups, each with their own role. For example, those who were good at attacking and had a powerful sword would be the damage output team, those who were good at shielding and defense would be the defense team, and then there would be the support team, the medical team, and so on. When fighting, the shield team would be in front, and the damage output team would be in the back … That was generally how it was. Even if there were a few who made more detailed tactical arrangements, it was just that they came up with more positioning strategies and more flexible and effective use of space.
This method of everyone performing their own duties had proven its value many times in history. Some people described it as streamlining the battles of cultivators, and it wasn't bad.
However, Ouyang Shang had completely broken this convention and boldly adopted the strategy of individual independence. He didn't divide the four teams into groups. Instead, after integrating the four teams, he completely disorganized them, and then arranged independent combat tasks for each person.
The cultivation base of the four teams of cultivators was basically between the peak of the Foundation Establishment stage and the low-grade King Pill stage. If they were to confront the thousand-year-old flood dragon head-on, it would be difficult for them to survive. However, Ouyang Shang didn't need them to face a complete flood dragon … He divided the thousand-year-old flood dragon into hundreds of parts from different angles, such as an entity, an incorporeal body, and so on. Then, he assigned a corresponding task to each person.
This method of decomposition was quite new to Wang Lu, a cultivator of the later generation. Ouyang Shang's intention was easy to understand — to fully train his junior brothers and sisters, so that each of them could take charge of an area on their own, rather than becoming parts of a large team.
The management trainee program was to train hundreds of elites who could take charge of an area on their own, rather than chess pieces who couldn't survive without the team.
However, when Wang Lu carefully considered Ouyang Shang's plan, he felt that it was quite difficult. There was naturally a reason why a streamlined battle could be so popular. Ouyang Shang's decomposition method was whimsical, and the problems he needed to face were quite many.
For example, the simplest question: If the flood dragon wants to focus on one point, what should it do?
"So when I decompose the flood dragon, I will fully consider this point … You see, if the flood dragon attacks with its body, then these points will inevitably move first."
Ouyang Shang said, gesturing in the air. His fingertips left a thin trace of light, outlining the ferocious face of the flood dragon, and pointed out several joints of its body.
Wang Lu glanced at it. "Well, these points have been repeatedly assigned by you. According to your plan, if the flood dragon makes a move, there will be seven to eight people who will obstruct it at the first moment, making it difficult for it to exert its strength."
"At the same time, if it uses a spell to attack, then I can also do the same."
Ouyang Shang then pointed out more than a dozen points, but they were all incorporeal bodies, which meant that the target was not the flood dragon's body, but the nodes where the spiritual energy and magical power of heaven and earth changed.
Wang Lu nodded again. "As long as we can grasp the correct position and counter it with a spell, we can also defend against it."
Ouyang Shang said, "As for the rest of the situation, including the flood dragon summoning its descendants to help in the battle, I have a plan to deal with them, so I won't list them one by one, but …"
Wang Lu said, "But the whole plan is just an armchair strategist. We haven't personally encountered the flood dragon. Last time, we just had a taste of it and didn't force the other side to play their cards. Even the shape of the flood dragon is drawn according to the notes of the sect's ancestor from thirty years ago. As for the speculation about the attack mode of the flood dragon, it's all based on imagination. Even if it's based on imagination, there are many contradictions in your tactical response. "
Ouyang Shang said with a smile, "My ability is limited. These more than thirty people, each of them has to divide dozens of nodes. Under the arrangement and combination, the amount of calculation is simply appalling. Even if I have a certain level of attainment in mathematics, I still can't cope with it. "
"That's because your algorithm is wrong. Royal Soldier Sect has designed a lot of optimization algorithms for this situation. Ten Thousand Arts Sect has also explored the algorithm problem, and there are more optimized solutions. "
With that, Wang Lu has listed out the relevant algorithms, which made Ouyang Shang fascinated.
In fact, when it came to the talent in mathematics, Wang Lu, who was not very keen on mathematics, was certainly not as good as Ouyang Shang. However, the environment and vision of the two were different, which made Wang Lu's mathematical attainment completely ahead of the Big Brother of Spirit Sword Sect one hundred and fifty years ago.
After all … although Ouyang Shang was strong, under the guidance of Lingjian School, he didn't have many contacts with the disciples of other sects. Therefore, it was even more impossible for him to get the most advanced algorithm from the lead disciples of other sects.
"With these algorithms provided by Junior Brother Wang Lu, my plan is really feasible." Ouyang Shang nodded with great satisfaction. "Whether it's the actual situation of the flood dragon and the expected error, or any other situation, the solution can be found in the first place with these algorithms. Then, coupled with several actual combat exercises … I believe that in at most half a year, the flood dragon of Blessed Fountain will be executed. "
Wang Lu looked up and calculated for a moment. "Half a year, almost … as long as the golden generation really lives up to its reputation."
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The first actual combat began after half a day.
The crisis awareness of this generation of disciples of Lingjian School was very strong. No matter what they did, they seemed to race against time — although not as exaggerated as Wang Wu, their diligent awareness was much stronger than that of the later generation of Spirit Sword Sect disciples.
After the assembly of the day, they took a short rest for the night. The next morning, the battle officially began.
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 and position. Everything was improvised, but they looked calm and confident.
The battle plan jointly designed by Ouyang Shang and Wang Lu had been distributed to everyone on the first night. Therefore, most of the people didn't sleep that night, but were trying their best to familiarize themselves with the thick stack of plans. After reading the plan, most people were full of confidence in the first day of the battle.
The actual situation was indeed as expected.
The thousand years flood dragon did not personally go to battle. In the face of more than thirty cultivators gathered in the sky above Blessed Fountain, it very cautiously chose to send out cannon fodder to explore the details.
Thus, from the depths of Blessed Fountain, hundreds of flying fishes with wings on their backs sprang out, revealing their sharp blade-like teeth. The two fleshy wings were covered by curved bones, and the outer edge of the bones was even sharper than their teeth, looking like two guillotines.
The speed of the flying fishes was extremely fast. Almost at the same time when there was a faint movement below the water surface, they broke through the water surface and flew into the crowd. Then, they used their guillotines and sharp teeth to cut and crush them. All of this was unexpected.
If it was an ordinary cultivator, perhaps this cannonball-like charge would have broken their spirit. However, for the golden generation, this was not even qualified as an appetizer.
In the battle plan, there was no mention of the existence of the flying fishes — from the beginning to the end, the focus of the plan was only on the flood dragon itself — but there was no need for the guidance of the plan. Each of the thirty-seven cultivators in the air immediately found their own position and used their own means to deal with the crisis.
In the team, there were several Peak Foundation Establishment cultivators with the lowest cultivation base, which was somewhat difficult to cope with in a hurry. However, without exception, there were Peak Xudan Stage Senior Brothers and Sisters around them to escort them.
All of this was neither planned nor rehearsed. It was purely the tacit understanding of the cultivators of Spirit Sword Sect.
In the blink of an eye, hundreds of flying fishes were stirred into a sky full of flesh and blood by various magical abilities. The rainstorm fell into the fountain, and the dark red color was like a blasphemy, which soon completely angered the ancestor of the Blessed Fountain.
The sky began to be overcast, and the clear sky was covered by the dark clouds in just a few breaths. The rumbling sound of rolling thunder made people's heart beat faster.
Dragon, the legendary ancient immortal beast, was born to move the clouds and make the rain. And the so-called thousand years flood dragon was the intermediate form of the flood dragon into a dragon. To put it more broadly, it could be called a half step True Dragon.
Of course, for thousands of years in Nine Regions, there were many half step True Dragons, but the number of True Dragons could be counted on one's fingers. However, even if it was only a half step True Dragon, the pressure before it made its move was still enough to shake people's heart and spirit.
According to the legend, the pressure of a True Dragon could instantly kill any powerhouse under the level of King Pill. This thousand years flood dragon was far inferior to a True Dragon, but when it was angry, the pressure when it gathered into a storm was still suffocating.
"Ready."
With the cold voice of Ouyang Shang, the thirty-seven cultivators simultaneously brandished their flying swords, and for a time, the swords were densely packed.
The next moment, feeling the awe-inspiring killing intent of the disciples of Spirit Sword Sect, the flood dragon became even angrier. A thunderbolt brewed in the clouds for a moment, and then crashed down. At the same time, the water level of the Blessed Fountain had already risen to become a lake, and a dark shadow became as thick as ink.
The flood dragon was about to make its move.
Then, Ouyang Shang issued the second order, "Go!"
The thirty-seven cultivators, in a uniform posture, turned around and ran away at lightning speed, scattering like birds and beasts!
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