High Martial Arts: From Mechanic to Sword Immortal

Chapter 72 Sword Bone Transformation, Innate Spiritual Vision!

"Three bullets, cost 150 yuan."

"The scrap metal pig carcass is worth 1,200 yuan, so I made a net profit of 1,050 yuan."

Han Feng muttered business principles to himself.

His hand movements were so fast that they left afterimages.

Wang Meng exclaimed in surprise on the public channel.

"Good heavens, he's using a machine gun like a sniper rifle!"

"This doesn't look like a pilot at all!"

"Is this an accountant with wings?"

Gu Yun's eyes twitched violently as she watched.

He despises this kind of petty, calculating playing style.

Battles should be magnificent and aesthetically pleasing!

It is art that blossoms in the moment of destruction!

How can we measure contributions by dirty contributions?

He snorted and imitated Han Feng's manner.

He fired short bursts of fire at a lone monster in the distance.

As a result, they either missed their target or blasted the monster into a sieve.

The value of the materials is greatly reduced.

"hateful!"

"The air resistance in this godforsaken place is too high!"

"This severely affected Alice's trajectory!"

Gu Yun angrily tried to find excuses for her mistake.

This provoked Wang Meng to burst into unrestrained laughter once again.

Han Feng shielded himself from the outside world's disturbances.

He was completely immersed in his own world.

Each time he fired a shot, each time he poured his blood and qi into the sword, his understanding of "sword qi projection" deepened.

The proficiency level on the panel is steadily and resolutely hurtling towards the critical point.

His flight path and the rhythm of his firing gradually formed a deadly cadence.

From a slightly awkward three-shot burst to a crisp and clean two-shot combo.

Ultimately, it transformed into a single, deadly strike that never misses its mark.

As his proficiency soared, Han Feng's understanding of the "sword moves" determined by the system also evolved rapidly.

Firing randomly will slow down your skill level, making it progress slower than a snail.

However, once the attack accurately hits a weak point, or is perfectly combined with extreme maneuverability, the proficiency number will jump up happily.

The system was guiding him to pursue the ultimate truth of swordsmanship.

fast!

quasi!

ruthless!

boom!

A lizard lurking in the shadow of a rock was about to spew acid.

A single shell tore through the air and precisely entered its wide-open mouth.

It blasted its skull, along with the conspiracy, into countless fragments.

"I made another two thousand."

Han Feng licked his slightly chapped lips.

The feeling of watching your skill level skyrocket while your virtual wallet keeps filling up is more intoxicating than the strongest liquor in the world.

Before they knew it, the box of a thousand rounds of ammunition that was originally full had been emptied.

And the progress bar finally reached the heart-pounding top.

【Sword Technique - External Release of Sword Qi (Proficiency: 1998/2000)】

"The last two shots."

Han Feng's gaze was fixed on a pangolin that was desperately trying to burrow into the ground.

This time, he didn't hold back.

Qi and blood are violently mobilized!

The long-lost burning sensation instantly filled my arms.

It felt as if he were holding not a cold control lever, but a red-hot sword hilt.

Since it's the final blow, it needs to be done with a bit of ceremony.

"Break it, sir!"

Han Feng let out a low growl and slammed his index finger down.

The shell that left the barrel was covered with a layer of translucent ripples that were visible to the naked eye.

That wasn't a shock wave caused by the air being torn apart.

It is not a sharpness compressed to the extreme!

puff!

The pangolin's tough carapace, strong enough to withstand ordinary artillery fire, was utterly vulnerable to this shell.

The warhead did not explode.

Instead, it silently pierced through its body and burrowed deep into the ground.

All that remained was a perfectly smooth, round hole in the ground.

【Congratulations to the host! 】

The skill "Sword Technique: Sword Qi Release" has been upgraded to the "Mastery" level!

boom!

The moment the notification sound rang, it felt as if the entire spine of the dragon had been branded with a hot iron.

One bone at a time was being rebuilt amidst cries of agony!

This time, what flooded my mind was no longer just a simple tingling sensation.

It is not a vast torrent of knowledge!

That's about a higher level of using "sword energy"!

A phantom image appeared in his mind, repeatedly demonstrating how to compress, rotate, and reconstruct the loose blood and qi into a deadly energy structure.

"Condensing Qi into Silk Threads —"

"Spiral Force —"

"Sword Qi Explosion—"

Han Feng then realized how crude his previous usage had been.

It's like using a gold brick as a brick.

True sword energy projection is the subtle manipulation of energy, the initial evolution of the laws!

If a layer of high-speed rotating spiral sword energy is attached to the surface of the shell, its penetrating power can increase by at least three times. At the same time, the free spiritual energy in the outside world is forcibly drawn out by an invisible force.

It transformed into a torrent, savagely pouring into Han Feng's spine!

Crackling sounds!

The cracking of bones resonated throughout his body.

The excruciating pain of the transformation, which penetrated to the bone, was ten times more intense than any before!

Han Feng gripped the control lever tightly, his knuckles turning white from the excessive force.

He pulled himself into a terrifying high-G spiral in the air, attempting to use centrifugal force to counteract the dramatic changes inside his body.

[Sword Bone Transformation Progress: 28/100 ————]

【29/100————】

Finally, that number jumped up sharply.

[30/100]

However, the transformation did not stop!

Riding on the immense momentum of this "proficient" skill breakthrough, the progress bar has actually pushed forward a lot more!

[31/100]

Buzz—

Just as he broke through 30%, Han Feng felt as if the world had suddenly been muted.

The roar of the engine, the sharp whistling of the wind, and even the pounding of my own heart all vanished in an instant.

It turned into a blank background.

The scene before his eyes began to undergo bizarre and fantastical changes.

The originally gray and gloomy rocky hills have been given an unprecedented "color".

That's not the color of paint.

Rather, it is a flowing, illusory aura of laws representing the origin of the world.

He "saw" the veins of the wind.

Those were strands of cyan energy, weaving, tangling, and swirling among the rocks.

An invisible force field is constructed.

He "saw" the earth breathing.

It was a thick, steady, earthy-yellow mist rising from the ground.

Each movement is like the heartbeat of a planet.

He even "saw" through the layers of armor in the cockpit and saw inside the turbofan engine.

There, crimson fire energy was burning wildly.

It drives the turbine blades to spin rapidly, playing a symphony of power.

Behind a boulder not far away, a filthy and frenzied flame of life huddled there, trembling.

It was a first-tier demon beast that blended perfectly into its environment.

Under both naked-eye and radar scans, it appears to be just an ordinary rock.

But in Han Feng's vision at this moment, it was like a campfire in the dark night, so conspicuous, yet so—weak.

All pretense lost its meaning at this moment.

"this----"

Han Feng's breathing stopped.

This is a completely new dimension that transcends sight, hearing, and touch.

A God's perspective!

"So we won't need radar to find monsters anymore?"

"Holy crap, that saves fuel!"

After the initial shock, a surge of joy welled up inside me.

This is practically a treasure-hunting compass tailor-made for a stingy guy like him!

He blinked, but the strange vision didn't disappear; instead, it became clearer as he focused his thoughts.

If he concentrates, he can even "see" the minute airflow caused by each flap of an insect's wings a hundred meters away.

On the system panel, a line of golden text, never before seen, slowly appeared.

It carries a hint of holiness.

[Congratulations, host, your sword bone has begun to awaken.]

[Gained innate talent: Insight (Beginner)]

The cannon barrel had turned an unsettling dark red and emitted a burnt smell.

Han Feng realized that this extremely intense "training" had pushed the steel behemoth to its limit.

It's time to land and make some repairs.

He piloted the fighter jet and landed smoothly on the farm runway.

When he opened the hatch and took off his helmet, the whole world seemed different to him.

The ground crew member, Lao Zhang, emanated a dim, grayish-white aura, which was the faint life magnetic field of an ordinary person.

In the distance, the radar station's signal tower resembled a blinding blue beam of light, radiating invisible ripples outwards.

The amount of information was too much; my brain felt a sharp pain.

Han Feng rubbed his temples and used his mind to shut down his newly awakened [Spiritual Vision] talent.

This thing is useful, but it's too much of a hassle.

I've only been flying for less than ten minutes, but I already feel more tired than if I had been flying for two hours straight.

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