"Huh?"

Meng Chao instantly oozed cold sweat.

He found that he seemed to be pitted by Gu Jianbo.

The door was open, and just now he waved his fist and said so loudly, with the hearing of a god realm powerhouse, wouldn't he hear it word for word?

Although I have confidence in Dean Zong.

really faced the powerhouse of the God Realm, and his heart was still a little hairy.

Walking into the ward, Gu Jianbo also closed the door from the outside, letting Meng Chao, an extreme stream rookie, be alone in the room with the strongest beast soul stream martial artist, and the atmosphere was even more tense.

Compared with the great name of "Iron Shield Like a Mountain", the dean of the Martial Arts and Life Sciences Academy is a small man who is not tall.

When Meng Chao came in, he was lying on Gu Jianbo's hospital bed, watching TV intently.

On the screen, an old movie from hundreds of years ago is played, and the ancient war is filmed hundreds of years ago, with loud war drums, melodious military music, guns and cannons, smoke and smoke, and a lively fight.

Meng Chao subconsciously compared the sect dean with the strongest person he had ever been in close contact with, the "Soul Breaking Knife" Luo Wu.

The "Heavenly Realm" and the "Divine Realm" are a big realm apart, giving people a completely different feeling.

Zhuo stood at the peak of the Heavenly Realm's six-star transcendent Luo Wu, just like his Soul Breaking Knife, fierce, fierce, aggressive, and always released the breath of a peerless master, overwhelming people.

Even his own son, Luo Hai, said that he was unwilling to be alone with his father, and Meng Chao believed that this was the truth.

And from the "Psionic Armor" of the six-star realm to the seven-star realm, the psionic energy seems to have life, and it can break away from the body of the transcendent, fly hundreds or even thousands of meters away, and change, fiercely fight and kill as you like.

This is a qualitative change in the level of life.

While the combat effectiveness was greatly improved, the killing intent and pyrotechnic qi converged to the point that it did not leak, and he did not feel the slightest pressure.

He is as if he is completely integrated with his surroundings, and he can't feel his presence if he doesn't face it.

But when the eyes are focused on him, there will be a feeling that in the face of the lofty mountains and mountains, the birds cannot overcome.

"Hello Meng Chao."

Dean Zong smiled and said, "I've been running around the campus for a long time, I'm tired, sit down and take a rest and watch TV." ”

His tone was very flat, and it was not as exaggerated as "containing soul-stirring and irresistible power".

Meng Chao thought about it, and sat down on the chair next to the hospital bed honestly.

The powerhouse of the God Realm asked him to watch TV, and he watched it in a regular manner.

This war movie, which depicts the history of the West in the seventeenth and eighteenth centuries of the Earth Age, is just played to the Armageddon, the most exciting part.

Coordinated by the melodious drums of war and military music, the warring sides were lined up in a regular and rigid queue.

The whole army was divided into three lines, each fifty to a hundred paces apart, and was divided into six columns, shoulder to shoulder, densely packed, like ants firmly glued together.

The officers on both sides of the queue brandished their sabers, commanded the soldiers to step on the drums, with neat steps, expressionless, like fearless puppets advancing towards each other, obviously holding flintlock pistols in their hands, but never firing a shot, just silently moving forward, getting closer and closer.

When they were only thirty or fifty paces apart, the troops in blue and white uniforms finally could not bear the tight pressure and stopped to "ping-pong" and put their guns down.

The flintlock muskets were quite limited in accuracy and speed, and they did not inflict much damage on the lobster-like troops in close proximity, wearing bright red uniforms.

Many of the lobster soldiers who were walking in the first row fell.

The lobster soldiers in the back row immediately made up for it, stepped over the corpses of their comrades, and moved forward like a machine, forward, forward.

Until the two sides are last twenty paces apart.

The lobster soldiers began to fire their guns in unison.

Only three rows of guns were placed, and the army in blue and white uniforms on the opposite side collapsed on all fronts.

The lobster soldier put on his bayonet and rushed out with a shout, like a red-hot war knife cutting into the rotting body of the monster, and there was no suspense about the outcome of the battle.

"Stupid, isn't it?"

Dean Zong suddenly said, "In this era of the earth, the 'line infantry tactics' that were born shortly after the invention of firearms, also known as 'lining up to shoot', all the soldiers are densely stacked together, stepping on zombie-like steps, slowly arching towards the enemy like a snail, and wearing the most distinctive military uniforms, playing ridiculous military music.

"Including the flintlock pistols in their hands, they must be charged with the muzzle upward, they have to poke the bullet into it with a stick, they have not rifled, they are a mess in terms of speed and accuracy, the most well-trained soldiers, they can shoot up to three or five shots per minute, and there is a 20 percent failure rate, and even thirty or fifty shots may not be able to hit an enemy.

"Whether it's a flintlock pistol or a line of shots, the defects are extremely serious, you must think so?"

He asked Meng Chao with a smile.

Without waiting for Meng Chao to answer, in the next second, Dean Zong's eyes sharpened.

"However, in that turbulent and magnificent era, relying on this seemingly flawed weapon, as well as seemingly stupid tactics, the line infantry was able to defeat the heavily armored traditional army, the undisciplined stragglers, and the dragoons who came and went like the wind, helping countless heroes to accomplish their great deeds, and building a huge empire that can always see the sun!"

Dean Zong said coldly, "Is it really stupid to be shot in line like this? ”

Meng Chao instantly understood what Dean Zong meant.

Both flintlock and line infantry tactics had ridiculously serious flaws.

But it does not prevent them from creating unprecedented brilliance in the right environment and era.

Similarly, both the Beast Soul Flow and the Super Kill Flow have serious flaws of "charging, stiffening, and cooling", just like the flintlock pistol with a slow rate of fire and low accuracy, and the linear infantry tactics of stepping on the drum and lining up to shoot.

This is something that all the strong know and will never deny.

But there is no such thing as a perfect method of warfare.

Any martial arts concept and battle mode, as long as its advantages far outweigh its flaws, has value.

At least, it is a fact that Dragon City in the past half century has indeed relied on the Super Killing Stream, the Beast Soul Stream, the Gun Fighting Stream, and the Machine Armor Stream.

And the same fact is -

"Line infantry tactics have indeed been brilliant for a while, creating a majestic empire on which the sun never sets, but with the development of the times and the change of the war mode, the sun has finally set!"

Facing Dean Zong's gaze, Meng Chao gritted his teeth and said, "In the glorious era when the tactics of queuing up to shoot were popular, it lasted for a mere one or two hundred years at most, when the rate of fire and accuracy of firearms were greatly improved, especially after the birth of a big killer weapon such as the Makqin heavy machine gun, they were arranged in a neat queue, stepping on the war drum and slowly advancing towards the enemy, just moths fighting the fire and seeking their own death."

"After paying the price of hundreds of thousands or millions of casualties in the war, the powerful countries that once relied on the tactics of line infantry have finally begun to slowly think about how to carry out tactical innovation.

"And I don't want to wait until Dragon City also suffers millions of casualties, and then 'think slowly', we can neither afford to be hurt nor slow down!"

Dean Zong didn't expect Meng Chao to have the courage and brains to defeat him.

There was a mixture of admiration and surprise in his eyes.

"That's why you're so impatient to challenge your classmates?"

Sect Dean said, "Are you confident that the Extreme Flow can help the Martial Dao Department become stronger and defeat the Beast Control Department?" ”

"It's not."

Meng Chao shook his head, "I never thought of defeating the Beast Control Department. ”

"Oh?" The sect dean raised his eyebrows, waiting for his explanation.

"It's just that if you aim to 'defeat the beast control system', you don't need the limit flow at all, I think the 'Beast Soul Fusion Technique' that our department focuses on supporting now is very good, and if you improve it, it will be enough to cultivate Sun Ya and Xie Feng."

Meng Chao's eyes flashed with a dazzling light, and he said word by word, "There is only one goal I want to defeat, the Dragon Great Martial Arts Department!" ”

"Huh?" Dean Zong's gaze instantly sharpened to the extreme.

"In the past ten years, the beast control department has only been the 'strongest combat specialty of the Agricultural University', and in the past half century, looking at the entire Dragon City, tens of millions of people have recognized that the only one who is qualified to be called the 'strongest' is the Dragon Great Martial Arts Department, and their 'Super Killing Stream'!"

Meng Chao's determination was like a volcano erupting, and his eyes were like magma, "Agricultural University, Industrial University, Military Academy, Beast Soul Flow, Machine Armor Flow, Gun Bucket Flow, Heroic Spirit Envoy, Beast Master, Mechanic...... Countless schools, countless powerhouses, all wanted to challenge the Dragon Great Martial Arts Department and the Super Killing Stream, but they all returned.

"But I believe that there is no strongest martial arts in this world, only stronger martial arts that are constantly evolving and changing! The glory of the Super Kill Stream has lasted for too long, and now, it's time for the Extreme Stream to shine!

"Dean Zong, I know that you have taken great pains to support the 'Beast Soul Fusion Technique', and the real goal is not necessarily the Beast Control Department, but the Dragon Great Martial Arts Department, you want to prove that the 'Beast Soul Flow' is stronger than the 'Super Killing Flow', right?

"However, the Beast Soul Flow and the Super Kill Flow are like a retreat, just like the line infantry tactics, the so-called evolution, is nothing more than a competition to see whose queue is more neat, whose soldiers are more afraid of death, whose shooting action is more skilled, even if the Beast Soul Fusion Technique is strong, without essential change, it is impossible to defeat the Super Kill Flow.

"And the just-born Extreme Flow is like the just-born Maxim machine gun, as long as you are willing to invest a little resources to support, it will definitely set off a earth-shaking innovation in the martial arts world, and even the entire form of war!

"Even if our R&D and promotion will squeeze out some of the resources of the Beast Soul Stream, as long as we can defeat the Dragon Great Martial Arts Department and make the Agricultural University Martial Arts Department the first in Dragon City, there will be ten times the benefits coming to us, not only can the Extreme Flow flourish, but the Beast Soul Flow can also benefit, right?"

These words made the sect dean think expressionlessly.

Meng Chao swallowed his saliva a little nervously.

He's gambling.

Bet in the eyes of Dean Zong, the "Agricultural University Martial Arts Department" is more important than the "Beast Soul Flow".

Bet that his desire to "defeat the Dragon Great Martial Arts Department and become the number one in Dragon City" is stronger than "promoting the Beast Soul Flow".

In his previous life, Gu Jianbo bet on the treasure.

Now, Dean Zong sneered: "I'm not ashamed, how do I know that the limit flow must be the 'Maxim Machine Gun', not one of the thousands of strange weapons that died in the history of firearms development?" ”