High Martial Arts: From Mechanic to Sword Immortal

Chapter 124 The Unexpected "Flying Sword"

Han Feng found a wingsuit that fit him perfectly.

He held it in his hand, feeling the cool metallic texture and the flexible composite fiber material.

Just as he was about to put it on, the system's notification sounded unexpectedly in his mind.

[New type of flying sword detected: Standard Glider-7]

[Grade: Mortal Weapon (lower grade)]

[Should we establish a mental link?]

really!

Han Feng's heart stirred.

Although it's just a low-level "mortal weapon," as long as the system recognizes it as a "sword," everything will be fine.

"Establish a connection".

The next second, a familiar warm current flowed into my palm.

He felt as if his consciousness had become one with the wingsuit.

Every part of the wingsuit's structure, every piece of skin, and every support became incredibly clear in his perception.

It felt like I had grown a new pair of wings.

He couldn't wait to try to mobilize his qi and blood and use the "Sword Control Technique" to control it.

However, when he probed his blood and qi into the wingsuit, he found that the energy was like water without roots, with nowhere to attach itself.

This wingsuit is a purely physical structure with no loops for energy transfer.

[Warning: The target flying sword lacks a spiritual energy pathway, making it impossible to perform advanced sword control techniques such as "Sacrifice," and its vital energy cannot be amplified.]

Han Feng frowned slightly.

It doesn't work?

It's like giving him a supercar, only to find that it doesn't have an engine.

He can only control the wingsuit with extraordinary precision through a state of "human-machine integration," but he cannot use his qi and blood to provide it with additional power and support.

"What's wrong, Han Feng?"

Wang Meng, who was already fully dressed, saw Han Feng staring blankly at the wingsuit and couldn't help but ask.

"Brother Meng, are all the wingsuits we use this basic model?"

Han Feng asked.

"Are there any—like fighter jets, with psionic circuitry inside?"

"Psionic circuits?"

Wang Meng was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized.

"Oh, you mean the advanced wingsuit with a psionic pathway?"

He patted the black wingsuit he was wearing.

"The equipment we're wearing now is standard gear provided free of charge by the academy. Apart from the size, there's not much difference."

"It's just a gliding suit, a high-quality canvas one."

"You have to buy the really good things yourself."

Wang Meng lowered his voice.

"Advanced wingsuits are divided into three levels: Tier 1, Tier 2, and Tier 3."

"It contains basic spiritual energy pathways, allowing martial artists' blood and internal energy to circulate within, providing..."

Extra power.

"Moreover, different rune arrays are solidified on it, some of which can assist in turning, some of which can accelerate over short distances, and the functions are varied."

"The three grades are determined by the materials and the complexity of the runes."

"Then why isn't there a fourth-tier one?"

Han Feng asked instinctively.

As soon as he finished speaking, Gu Yun, who was standing next to him, gave him a look as if he were a country bumpkin.

A hint of mockery played on his lips.

"Hey Han, you genius, you don't even know this?"

Gu Yun spoke lazily.

"I'm asking you, what is the signature ability of a fourth-tier grandmaster?"

"Low-altitude flight —"

Han Feng answered.

"That settles it!"

Gu Yun shrugged.

"If they can fly on their own, why would they need a wingsuit?"

"Thinking you're not flying cool enough, how about adding wings to decorate yourself?"

Although his words were sarcastic, the reasoning behind them was simple and clear.

A master at the fourth level of the Spirit Gathering Realm can communicate with heaven and earth, and their primordial energy can form its own cycle, thus breaking free from the constraints of the earth.

For them, wingsuits are definitely unnecessary.

Therefore, the highest level of wingsuits available on the market is only Tier 3.

These correspond to the three martial arts realms that prevent flight: Body Tempering Realm, Meridian Opening Realm, and Acupoint Opening Realm.

Han Feng suddenly realized that he had indeed asked a stupid question.

The main reason is that he has never personally witnessed a grandmaster in action, so he doesn't have a real sense of that level of power.

"So—where can I get an advanced wingsuit? Is it expensive?"

Han Feng immediately asked the most crucial question.

"Of course it's expensive!"

Wang Meng took over the conversation.

"You can buy it in the academy's contribution points shop."

"Even the cheapest Tier 1 item starts at 30,000 contribution points."

"For the second tier, the amount is directly increased tenfold, generally starting with 100,000 contribution points."

"Those with better features and special materials can easily sell for two or three hundred thousand."

"As for the Tier 3 ones, they are all incredibly expensive, costing millions of contribution points, enough to buy an entry-level trainer aircraft."

"Generally, only experts at the Enlightenment Realm would consider this."

hiss----

Han Feng clicked his tongue in amazement; this thing was way too expensive.

However, he quickly came to a conclusion.

If you want a horse to run, you can't stop feeding it grass.

The lowest-ranking reward Qin Yueyao offered, the [Tranquil Heart Amulet], cost 15 points.

If each "excellent" rating is worth 3 points, you would need to get five "excellent" ratings to earn it.

Not to mention the [Void-Breaking Talisman] and [Soul-Stabilizing Pearl], which are ranked at the very top and are of immeasurable value.

If a good set of wingsuits can help him get a higher ranking in the assessment and exchange it for a second-tier high-grade life-saving item, then this investment will definitely be worthwhile!

With this in mind, Han Feng had already made up his mind.

Just then, a student who looked to be from a wealthy family raised his hand and asked a question.

"Teacher Qin, can we use our own wingsuits for training and assessments?"

All eyes were on Qin Yueyao.

"Can."

Qin Yueyao's answer was crisp and concise.

"The academy only looks at the final result and does not restrict what methods you use."

"If you have the ability, even if you manage to get your hands on a Tier 3 wingsuit, that's your skill."

"I encourage you to use your own custom gear, as that will maximize your survival rate in the dungeon."

Her words were like a pebble thrown into a calm lake.

Many of the trainees present were tempted.

Those with connections and financial resources are already planning to get an advanced wingsuit.

Han Feng was even more determined to find a way to get at least a first-tier wingsuit.

After donning their wingsuits, the group, led by Qin Yueyao, boarded a large elevator and arrived at the top of a 500-meter-high air defense tower.

This is one of the academy's outer defensive facilities, offering a wide field of vision, and it is also used as a training starting point for wingsuit flying.

Standing on the edge of a 500-meter-high platform, the wind howled, and below was a simulated mountain landscape that looked like a model.

"The core of wingsuit flying can be summed up in just two words: attitude."

Qin Yueyao's voice remained crystal clear in the wind.

"Your bodies are like the wings and tail of an airplane."

"The angle at which your arms open and close determines your glide ratio and speed."

"The coming together and spreading apart of the legs are responsible for turning and stabilizing."

"The core strength of your waist and abdomen is the foundation for connecting your whole body and performing various difficult movements."

"Today's first training exercise is a precision airborne landing."

She pointed to a circular area on the ground, drawn with a red line, about ten meters in diameter.

"The target is right there."

"Jump from here and land safely within the target area."

"Remember, don't try to fight the airflow with brute force; learn to feel the wind and use it."

"Who's coming first?"

Qin Yueyao's gaze swept over the crowd.

Everyone looked at each other, and for a moment no one dared to be the first to speak up.

"I'll do it!"

A loud voice rang out; it was Wang Meng.

He shook his muscular neck and was the first to walk to the edge of the platform.

"very good."

Qin Yueyao nodded.

Wang Meng took a deep breath, and without the slightest hesitation, he leaped into the air!

His body traced a parabola in the air before plummeting rapidly.

After falling nearly 100 meters, he suddenly spread his limbs, and the gliding membrane of his wingsuit was instantly filled by the wind, turning the downward momentum into forward gliding.

Although Wang Meng's movements were somewhat clumsy, like a heavy bull, his core strength was extremely strong and his posture was very stable.

After circling twice in the air and gradually getting used to the feeling, he began to adjust his direction and flew towards the red circle on the ground.

Finally, he stumbled and landed on the edge of the red circle with great difficulty, drawing cheers from the crowd.

"Next!"

Once the first person dared to try it, the other trainees also mustered their courage and jumped off the tower one after another.

Most people can glide successfully, but their postures vary.

"Han Feng".

Qin Yueyao's voice rang out.

Han Feng walked to the edge of the platform, feeling the strong wind rushing towards him.

He took a step forward and leaped into the air.

A feeling of weightlessness came over me, and the wind whistled in my ears.