High Martial: I Use Everything as Swords

"Miss Su, I agree with Consultant Han Feng’s proposal!"

Chen Kai’s voice suddenly rose, echoing throughout the massive laboratory. It sounded a little unhinged.

He was determined to send Han Feng up there.

"Let’s put him to the test and see what he’s made of!"

"Let them fly!"

His gaze swept back and forth between Han Feng and Lin Xue, his chin held high in a posture of ultimate defiance.

"I’d like to see how he keeps this fairy tale going once he’s up in the sky!"

"If it turns out I’ve wronged you, I, Chen Kai, will serve you tea and water and offer a formal apology in front of everyone here!"

He had spoken with absolute certainty, leaving himself no room for retreat.

In his mind, there was absolutely no way he could lose.

A chill ran down to Lin Xue’s fingertips.

After all, it was just a Rune painted temporarily with Spiritual Energy Paint. She had no confidence it could withstand the energy surges from extreme aerial maneuvers.

However, before she could speak, Han Feng had already met Su Muxue’s gaze.

There wasn’t the slightest ripple in his eyes.

"We’ll know once we fly."

Those five simple words, devoid of emotion, seemed to hold the power to crush all doubt.

Han Feng’s previous, almost demonic flight path flashed through Su Muxue’s mind. His terrifying Control Power over the machine’s limits was something she had never witnessed before in her life.

Finally, she gave a slight nod of her smooth chin.

"Alright."

Having received permission, Han Feng turned and walked toward the locker room without a word.

「Fifteen minutes later.」

The all-black Night Falcon, like a bolt of black lightning Tearing across the sky, brazenly pierced the heavens!

In the circular laboratory, it was as if the air had been instantly sucked out.

Everyone held their breath, their eyes locked onto the main monitor in the center.

"He’s starting his maneuvers!"

On the screen, the Night Falcon began basic rolls and climbs, its posture unbelievably stable.

「In the cockpit.」

Han Feng was in the profound state of Human-Machine Unity.

He could clearly "see" that the Harmony Talisman, drawn with Dragon Blood Ink, was indeed dimming at a slow rate under the constant wash of Energy.

’But this was all within my expectations.’

He split off a strand of his Spiritual Power, sending it along his connection to the aircraft to precisely cover the Rune, as if applying an invisible protective film.

At the same time, he mobilized his Qi Blood, using his mind’s eye to "trace" the structure of the Harmony Talisman over and over again on the Coupler.

[Ding! Rune Construction (Entry Level) Skill Proficiency +1]

[Ding! Rune Construction (Entry Level) Skill Proficiency +1]

To outsiders, this was a high-risk live test. To him, it was just another Cultivation session.

Once, twice, three times...

After a dozen or so practice runs, he could now perfectly construct a stable and complete Harmony Talisman in the void using his Spiritual Power and Qi Blood.

He even felt that this invisible Rune, constructed from his will, was thirty percent stronger than the one painted with paint!

In the ground monitoring hall, Chen Kai stood with his arms crossed, an undisguised sneer on his face.

"What’s wrong? Scared to make any big moves?"

"What kind of problems can you possibly find by flying these kindergarten-level maneuvers?"

His voice traveled clearly through the public channel into the Night Falcon’s cockpit.

"Consultant Han Feng, weren’t you so confident? Why not show us a J-turn and open our eyes a little! Or is it that your so-called ’Three Talents Array’ can only limp along at low speeds?"

Han Feng slowly opened his eyes. A sharp glint flashed in their depths and was gone.

’The warm-up is over.’

"As you wish."

He replied with three simple words, then violently shoved the control stick to one side!

In the laboratory, Chen Kai was about to continue his mockery when the data stream on the main screen suddenly went wild, like a flood bursting through a dam!

"Here it comes! He’s starting high-G maneuvers!"

A researcher’s voice cracked with tension.

"12 Gs of overload! Stable!"

"14 Gs! Everything’s normal!"

"16 Gs! My God! He’s still accelerating! And the energy loss rate... is still negative!!"

On the screen, the Night Falcon was like a thoroughly enraged primordial beast, carving deadly trajectories across the azure sky that shattered the laws of physics!

J-turn! 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆𝙬𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝒎

Cobra Maneuver!

Falling Leaves!

Every single maneuver was as precise as if drawn in the sky with a compass and ruler!

And the core curves representing structural integrity and energy loss rate were as steady as straight lines snapped with an ink line!

"Seventeen Gs!"

"Eighteen Gs!! He broke eighteen Gs of overload! Is... is this still the fucking Night Falcon? This is a monster!!"

The researchers in the lab stared with bloodshot eyes, which nearly bulged from their sockets.

They were the designers of this aircraft; they knew its limits better than anyone.

Its theoretical structural limit was seventeen Gs!

Exceeding that value should have resulted in nothing but mid-air disintegration!

But Han Feng, he had actually pushed it to eighteen Gs!

And from the looks of the screen, he seemed... to be handling it with ease!

The moment the number "18 Gs" appeared, all the color drained from Chen Kai’s face.

He stared fixedly at the screen, his lips trembling as he muttered unconsciously.

"Impossible... This is absolutely impossible... That Rune... how could that Rune painted with pigment possibly hold up..."

He couldn’t comprehend it. His entire worldview was collapsing.

「Ten thousand meters in the air.」

Han Feng reveled in the exhilarating flight experience, feeling every cell in his body cry out in joy.

While maintaining the Energy supply to the Harmony Talisman, he frantically squeezed out every last drop of the aircraft’s potential.

[Ding! Body Tempering Cultivation +5]

[Ding! Sword Control Technique (Mastery) Skill Proficiency +10]

’This isn’t a test flight.’

’This is clearly grinding EXP with a top-tier VIP hack!’

After completing a full set of extreme maneuvers, Han Feng felt the time was right and smoothly landed the Night Falcon on the runway.

When the cockpit door opened and Han Feng stepped out looking refreshed, he was greeted by a breathtaking silence.

Everyone stared as if looking up at a Deity walking among mortals, their eyes a mixture of reverence, shock, and a trace of indescribable fear.

「The next second.」

The suffocating silence was shattered by an explosion of thunderous cheers and applause!

"He did it!"

"Han Feng! You’re a God!!"

Lin Xue was the first to rush forward, her cheeks flushed with excitement. Her beautiful eyes shone as if they held two hidden stars.

She wanted to say so much, but when the words reached her lips, they all boiled down to the simplest two.

"Thank you!"

Su Muxue also walked over slowly. She looked at Han Feng, her eyes, usually as calm as a frozen lake, now filled with undisguised admiration and amazement.

"Once again, you’ve shown me a miracle."

She paused, then spoke in an exceptionally solemn tone.

"I retract my previous offer of a C Level sponsorship."

"From this day forward, the Su Family will provide you with a B Level sponsorship: three million Contribution Points annually, until you graduate from the Martial Arts University."

HISS—

A new round of sharp gasps echoed through the area, as countless gazes filled with envy and jealousy focused on Han Feng.

B Level sponsorship!

This was the kind of treatment reserved only for peerless Celestial Prides, those cultivated by major top-tier factions as future successors!

Faced with this generous gift that would drive anyone mad with joy, Han Feng merely nodded calmly.

"Thank you, Miss Su, but I would still prefer a spot for Suspended Mountain."

"Done."

A rare, faint smile touched the corners of Su Muxue’s lips.

Amidst this sea of jubilation, only one person stood like an island, forgotten by the entire world.

Chen Kai stood in place, utterly crestfallen, his face ashen.

He had lost.

He had lost completely and utterly, without a shred of dignity left.

Just then, Lin Xue’s voice drifted by his ear, laced with the playful mockery of a cat toying with a mouse.

"Researcher Chen, it was a bit noisy just now, I couldn’t quite hear you."

"Weren’t you saying something about serving us tea and water, and offering an apology?"

In the laboratory, the tsunami of applause and cheers made Chen Kai seem like a solitary stone statue.

Lin Xue’s teasing voice was like the final straw that broke his frayed nerves.

All eyes fell upon Chen Kai in unison—filled with mockery, contempt, and schadenfreude.

Chen Kai’s face alternated between red and white. He wanted to lash out, but when his gaze met Su Muxue’s icy stare from nearby, all his words caught in his throat.

He knew he had to bow his head today.

It wasn’t just because of the terrifying Talent Han Feng had displayed, but also because the young miss of the Su Family had clearly taken Han Feng and Lin Xue’s side.

He gritted his teeth, each word seemingly squeezed from between them.

"I’m sorry. I... was blind and failed to recognize greatness."

After speaking, as if he’d used up all his strength, he turned and quickly walked out of the lab without looking at anyone, his back conveying a sense of utter panic.

Watching him flee in disarray, the laboratory erupted in unrestrained laughter.

"That’s it? He didn’t even serve the tea!"

"Or pour the water!"

With the farce concluded, Lin Xue was in high spirits. She smiled at Han Feng and said, "We’ve solved a huge problem. Consultant Han Feng, we really have you to thank for this."

Han Feng waved his hand, his expression returning to its usual calm. "Engineer Lin, don’t celebrate too soon. That was just a temporary solution."

He walked over to the still-warm Coupler and pointed at the Rune drawn on it with Dragon Blood Ink.

"This paint is essentially a consumable. Under high-intensity Energy surges, it will fail in a dozen hours at most."

"To solve the problem permanently, we need to manufacture a new Coupler and permanently etch the Harmony Talisman onto it using micrometer-scale photolithography."

Lin Xue immediately understood Han Feng’s meaning and nodded solemnly. "I understand. Our team will handle the subsequent production and calibration."

The researchers behind her also nodded. The way they looked at Han Feng no longer held the slightest trace of contempt, only pure admiration.

Su Muxue watched the group’s seamless cooperation, and her cool voice rang out. "Engineer Lin, I need the Night Falcon to complete its final calibrations as soon as possible. I want to see it in my hangar in one week."

"Yes, Miss Su! Mission guaranteed!"

Lin Xue snapped to attention and saluted. She and her team, as if shot with adrenaline, immediately dove into their new work.

Soon, only Han Feng and Su Muxue were left in the vast laboratory.

"Follow me."

Su Muxue glanced at him and turned toward the rest area to the side.

It was a private tea room, elegantly furnished and separated by soundproof glass.

Su Muxue personally brewed two cups of fragrant Spirit Tea, pushing one in front of Han Feng.

"First of all, I must thank you. You’ve solved an enormous problem for me, and for the entire project team."

"It was my duty. And I got what I wanted out of it."

Han Feng said, lifting his teacup, his tone neither servile nor overbearing.

Su Muxue gave him an appreciative look, then opened her personal terminal, pulled up an electronic agreement, and slid it over to him.