High Martial: I Use Everything as Swords

The turbofan engines let out a deep roar.

The steel behemoth slowly taxied out of the hangar and soared into the blue sky.

Today’s mission area was the farm’s North District.

The terrain there was complex; besides wheat fields, there were vast expanses of bizarre rock formations and abandoned quarries.

It was a favorite hiding spot for Demon Beasts.

It was also the perfect place for Han Feng’s "brute-force sweep" style of clearing.

Less than ten minutes after takeoff, Gu Yun’s complaints came over the public channel.

"This cruising speed is way too slow! It’s an insult to Alice’s maneuverability!"

"Captain, can’t we go any faster?"

"A leisurely stroll through this airspace isn’t the least bit romantic."

Wang Meng’s gruff voice immediately chimed in.

"Alright, Gu Yun. You think you’re taking your wife out for a joyride?"

"This is a patrol. Safety first."

"Besides, you think fuel is free when you fly that fast?"

Han Feng didn’t join their daily banter.

He piloted the Gray Donkey through a series of wild rolls, diving and climbing erratically.

One moment, he’d bank ninety degrees, screaming past a rugged cliff face.

The next, he’d suddenly go inverted, belly to the sky, in a heart-stopping maneuver.

[Executing Body Technique·Spiral Charge (Entry Level). Qi Blood consumed: 45. Skill Proficiency +5]

In the cockpit, Han Feng expressionlessly bit the cap off a Rhino Potion and downed it.

The Medicinal Power transformed into a warm current, instantly replenishing his depleted Qi Blood.

He reveled in the painful pleasure of it all.

’Here they come!’

Several flashing red dots suddenly popped up on the radar screen.

Down in the jumble of rocks below, several Wind Blade Wolves covered in green scales were peeking out cautiously.

They were one of Gu Yun’s favorite targets, as their agility demanded flashy maneuvers to take down.

"Target spotted. Five Wind Blade Wolves."

"Alice, it’s time to show them your elegant dance!"

Gu Yun’s voice was filled with excitement.

His Scarlet Witch was already adjusting its angle, preparing to perform a beautiful aerial ballet.

But before he could even begin his dive, he saw a massive black shadow plummeting straight down from the sky in a brutally direct manner.

It was Han Feng’s Gray Donkey!

"Hey! What are you doing?! Those are my kills!"

Gu Yun shrieked over the channel.

"You don’t call that flying! That’s just a freefall!"

"Pull up! You’ll scare them off!"

The Wind Blade Wolves were, in fact, terrified.

They had clearly never seen such a suicidal pilot before and took to their heels, scattering in all directions.

’Think you can run?’

Han Feng grinned, his fingers dancing across the control stick.

The massive airframe executed an impossibly unnatural spiral charge in mid-air.

Its speed skyrocketed in an instant.

It actually left a visible white shockwave in its wake!

Spiral Charge!

RAT-A-TAT-TAT!

The Machine Cannon didn’t aim directly, but unleashed a spray of covering fire.

It kicked up deadly blossoms of earth right in the escape paths of the Wind Blade Wolves.

Wang Meng was dumbfounded.

"Holy shit, that prediction!"

"He predicted every single one of their movements perfectly!"

Han Feng performed pendulum-like maneuvers at low altitude.

Each swing came with a huge drain on his Qi Blood and a corresponding jump in Skill Proficiency.

[Skill Proficiency +2...]

[Skill Proficiency +2...]

Finally, the number on his status panel ticked past the critical point.

[Congratulations, Host! The Skill, Body Technique·Spiral Charge, has reached the Proficient Level!]

WHOOSH!

A refreshing stream of information instantly flooded his mind.

It contained High Tier techniques for maintaining balance during high-speed rotations and using centrifugal force to accelerate Qi Blood circulation.

Ambient Energy was forcibly drawn from the surroundings and channeled into Han Feng’s spine!

"Nngh..."

Han Feng’s grip on the control stick tightened abruptly.

The Gray Donkey’s airframe gave a slight, uncontrolled shudder.

"Han Feng, are you alright?"

Wang Meng immediately sensed something was wrong.

"Your plane just trembled, like it shivered."

"I’m fine. Just a bit of turbulence."

Han Feng replied dismissively.

"Tch. I knew that heap of junk was going to fall apart,"

Gu Yun muttered under his breath.

As the bone-deep tingling sensation subsided, it was replaced by an unprecedented sense of clarity.

[Sword Bone Transformation Progress: 26/100]

’It went up by two percent!’

Han Feng was overjoyed.

’So this is the right path, just as I thought!’

’Now that I’ve proven it works, the next step is simple—time to grind!’

As if injected with pure adrenaline, Han Feng piloted the Gray Donkey through a brutal "one-man show" in the skies above the North District.

He treated every protruding rock as an imaginary enemy.

He flew inverted at dangerously low altitudes between two stone peaks.

He used Reversal of Heaven and Earth to execute a lateral shift at the last possible second before crashing into a mountainside.

「Two hours later.」

[Congratulations, Host! The Skill, Body Technique·Reversal of Heaven and Earth, has reached the Proficient Level!]

Once again, he felt that familiar tingling sensation, followed by another massive infusion of information.

The Qi Blood within him roared like a raging river.

CRACK!

It sounded as if something had shattered. 𝑓𝘳𝑒𝑒𝓌𝘦𝘣𝘯ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝑚

That wasn’t the sound of bone breaking, but of a cultivation barrier being shattered!

The vast Medicinal Power accumulated in his body from the Tier Two Spirit Plants, subjected to a series of extreme trials and Energy infusions, was finally and completely absorbed!

Body Tempering Eighth Layer!

A tremor ran through Han Feng’s body.

Every detail of the world before him became incredibly sharp and clear.

His Qi Blood cap skyrocketed once again, reaching a staggering 950 points!

The disturbance this time was much greater than before.

On the other squad members’ radars, the blip representing the Gray Donkey flashed brightly for a moment.

The Energy readings around its airframe showed an anomalous spike.

"Han Feng! Report your status!"

Captain Zhang Hao’s steady voice cut in.

"Reporting, Captain. I was just testing an engine overclocking function. Caused a small fluctuation, but everything’s normal now."

Han Feng immediately gave the excuse he had prepared in advance.

"An overclocking function? Your cargo hauler has something like that?"

Gu Yun sounded skeptical.

"I’m a Mechanic. Is it so unreasonable for me to add a few little features to my own ride?"

Han Feng shot back.

The channel went silent.

He had a point.

[Sword Bone Transformation Progress: 28/100]

’Just two percent to go!’

Han Feng glanced at the panel, his gaze locking onto the last skill: Swordsmanship·Sword Qi Release.

The next half hour was an absolute nightmare for the Demon Beasts inhabiting the North District.

Previous patrol craft usually circled at high altitudes, only opening fire upon discovering high-value targets.

But this plane was different.

It hugged the ground, taking a potshot at anything that moved.

POP! POP! POP!

The sound of extremely short, aimed bursts echoed through the canyons.

’Three o’clock. Three iron-skinned pigs.’

Han Feng’s eyes narrowed. The plane banked, and the fire-control radar locked on instantly.

THUMP! THUMP! THUMP!

Three cannon shells fired in a triangular pattern.

The first shell shattered the lead pig’s shoulder.

The second tore into its soft underbelly.

The third was a headshot.

[Skill Proficiency +1...]

[Skill Proficiency +1...]

[Skill Proficiency +1...]