High Martial Arts: From Mechanic to Sword Immortal

The system's notification tone was emotionless, as cold as ever.

"Elementary Teaching-3" is ultimately just ordinary iron and cannot provide any additional training bonuses.

Han Feng had anticipated this.

Efficiency can only be achieved with a true magical weapon like the "Peregrine Falcon".

But the cost of leasing those fighter jets is an astronomical figure that he cannot afford at present.

Fortunately, he had enough time and "ammunition".

The roar of the engines tore through the silence of the hangar.

Han Feng skillfully piloted the "CJ-3" trainer, its nose rising as it smoothly soared into the sky.

Beneath my feet, the massive outline of the East Sea Fortress City slowly unfolds.

On one side is the orderly inner city, lined with high-rise buildings, resembling a cold steel forest.

On the other side was the crowded and chaotic outer city, like a tin can, with traces of struggle for survival everywhere.

Han Feng did not express any emotion.

He immediately began his practice for the day.

[Actively cast beginner-level Sword Control Technique, Health -10, Body Tempering Realm cultivation +1.]

[Sword Control Technique - Beginner's Proficiency +1.]

He piloted the aircraft, performing a series of highly difficult maneuvers, which suddenly increased the rate at which his internal energy was depleted.

In just over ten minutes, a familiar feeling of emptiness came from deep within my dantian.

Han Feng didn't even look at it, and took out a mid-level recovery potion from the storage compartment with his left hand.

Unscrew the cap and drink it all in one gulp.

The cool liquid slid down my throat.

The next instant, a powerful surge of heat exploded out!

This scalding power instantly filled the body that had just been empty.

[Using a mid-tier recovery potion restores 60 points of health per minute.]

One word: awesome!

Han Feng couldn't help but let out a low, satisfying groan.

This feeling of instantly replenishing your energy and blood is so addictive.

Thus, a scene of outrageously extravagant luxury appeared ten thousand meters in the sky.

An old CJ-3 trainer tirelessly weaves through the clouds.

Sometimes it climbs, sometimes it dives, performing all sorts of monotonous basic flight maneuvers.

The young man in the cockpit, however, drank it like water.

Every twenty minutes or so, he would pick up a vial of vibrant green potion, which exuded the aura of life, and tilt his head back to gulp it down.

[Use mid-tier recovery potion...]

[Actively use beginner-level Sword Control Technique...]

The system notification sounds became the most beautiful symphony in this tedious journey of cultivation.

Time passed by, second by second.

From dawn until noon, the sun rose to the very center of the sky.

Han Feng forgot how many doses of medicine he had drunk, and he also forgot how many times he had repeated the same actions.

All he could see was the ever-increasing cultivation progress bar on the system panel.

Current cultivation level: Body Tempering Realm Level 6 (880/1200)

He took out a nutrition bar and ate it with cold water.

The dry texture is like chewing wax, but it can replenish the most basic physical strength.

Through the porthole, he could see the hoverbuses, as small as ants, moving back and forth on fixed routes on the ground.

Perhaps, Grandpa Wang and Wang Hao were in one of those cars.

They strive for that "Wuhan University dream" that seems within reach but is actually as distant as the stars.

Without this "Sword Immortal Training Assistant," I would probably still be in that crowded D-level dormitory, worrying with Fatty Tiger and the others about the few hundred contribution points needed for a single assessment.

But now, he has embarked on the fast track to becoming stronger.

Han Feng shook his head, banishing the distracting thoughts from his mind, and once again focused all his attention on cultivation.

As the last rays of the setting sun painted the clouds on the horizon into a magnificent fiery spectacle, Han Feng drank the twenty-ninth dose of recovery potion.

At this moment, his cultivation progress bar had reached an astonishing number.

Current cultivation level: Body Tempering Realm Level 6 (1190/1200)

Just one more thing!

He could clearly feel that the energy and blood within his body had reached their limit.

All the bones and muscles in my body were humming with excitement.

coming!

Han Feng's eyes narrowed, and he suddenly pushed the control stick, causing the plane to climb at an extreme angle!

[Actively cast beginner-level Sword Control Technique, Health -10, Body Tempering Realm cultivation +1.]

[Actively cast beginner-level Sword Control Technique, Health -10, Body Tempering Realm cultivation +1.]

Just as his vital energy was about to run out and his consciousness was beginning to blur, those last few points of cultivation were finally replenished!

boom!!!

Deep within his dantian, an unprecedentedly scorching heat suddenly erupted!

Light and heat instantly illuminated every part of his body!

The bones creaked under the strain of excruciating pain, only to be forcibly reshaped by an even more domineering energy, producing a crisp sound like newly cast glass!

Muscle fibers are torn, then rewoven and tempered by scalding blood and qi!

After the pain comes the ultimate comfort, like being reborn!

[System Notification: Host's Body Tempering Realm cultivation has reached its limit. Breakthrough initiation is underway!]

[Congratulations, host! You have successfully advanced to the seventh level of the Body Tempering Realm!]

Current cultivation level: Body Tempering Realm, Level 7 (10/1400)

Current Qi and Blood: 704/704

Breakthrough!

Han Feng exhaled a long breath, a surge of power filling his entire body.

He did not revel in the joy, but immediately closed his eyes and carefully felt the amazing changes inside his body.

The total amount of Qi and blood in the body is more than twice as strong as before!

More importantly, this qi and blood no longer flow gently in the meridians.

They became restless and active, constantly assaulting every inch of his skin!

"Is this... the feeling of releasing one's vital energy outwards?"

With a thought, Han Feng tried to guide a wisp of qi and blood to gather in his right palm.

hum!

A faint, almost invisible red halo instantly covered his palm.

A burning, explosive sensation came from my palm.

It was as if he could easily punch through a steel plate!

This thin layer gave him an unprecedented sense of security!

"I see!"

Han Feng's eyes shone with an astonishing light.

He recalled that he had personally witnessed a B-level martial arts senior in the academy who, during training, simply focused his qi and blood on his fist and punched a test alloy target, leaving a clear dent!

At that time, he could only watch from the audience with envy.

That is a huge chasm between the high-level and mid-level Body Tempering Realm.

At the sixth level of Body Tempering and below, all attacks are purely physical forces, and no matter how strong they are, they cannot penetrate the carapace of high-level demonic beasts.

Starting from the seventh level of body tempering, martial artists can release their qi and blood to the outside and attach them to their body or weapons, resulting in a qualitative change in their attack power, defense power, and destructive power!

This is a whole new level!

"No wonder the manual says that the seventh level is the real watershed of the Body Tempering Realm."

Han Feng finally understood the meaning of those words.

In just one day, tens of thousands of contribution points were earned, resulting in a breakthrough in a minor realm and a qualitative change in combat power.

This deal was incredibly profitable!

My wallet is hurting a bit.

He glanced at the last remaining vial of medicine in the storage compartment, then at the nearly empty fuel gauge, and could no longer contain his excitement.

All he wants now is to get back to the ground immediately, find a training room, and properly test his current strength!

How powerful is a fist enveloped in qi and blood?

If you attach your vital energy to an ordinary sword, can you unleash the legendary sword energy?

And what about his own "Spiral Force" technique? If combined with the outward release of Qi and blood, how terrifying would its penetrating power be?

One crazy idea after another flashed through his mind.

This made him eagerly turn the plane around and dive towards the aircraft graveyard.

When he jumped off the CJ-3, Grandpa Sun was standing at the hangar entrance.

Holding that purple clay teapot in his hand, he seemed to have been waiting for a long time.

He looked at Han Feng, whose eyes, which always seemed somewhat cloudy, now resembled two bottomless ancient wells, reflecting Han Feng's figure.

This kid's aura is completely different from when he came this morning.

If morning is a knife hidden in its sheath.

Now, it is a sword that has been drawn from its sheath, its sharpness fully revealed, and it even carries a scorching killing intent!

"Kid..."

Grandpa Sun spat out the tea leaves from his mouth and slowly began to speak.

"Did you take some kind of magic pill today?"

Han Feng suppressed his excitement, cupped his hands in greeting, and spoke with a hint of urgency in his voice.

"Uncle Sun, you've managed to break through by sheer luck."

"I need to hurry back to the academy to consolidate my knowledge."

Grandpa Sun was a man of great stature; he saw right through Han Feng's little scheme.

He curled his lip and waved his hand lazily.

"Go ahead, go ahead."

"Next time you come, remember to pay for today's gas. Don't think you can renege on your debt just because you've been promoted."

"must!"

Han Feng responded and rushed out of the aircraft graveyard without looking back.

His mind is now filled with the cold testing equipment in the training room.

He wanted to use the most direct data to see just how far his current strength had come!