High Martial: I Use Everything as Swords

"Again!"

Blood Shadow sneered, the Short Sword in his hand having transformed into a massive Bone Blade, and unleashed a furious assault on Han Feng.

CLANG CLANG CLANG CLANG!

Sparks flew.

Han Feng could only barely stay in the fight, relying on the foresight from his [Divine Sense + Spiritual Vision] and the defensive and agility enhancements of the "Escapee" Armor.

He wanted to counterattack with his Soul-Burning Sword Aura, but he could only form one strand at a time. It took ten seconds to form another, and he was still a few seconds short.

Meanwhile, his ordinary Sword Qi only left faint white marks on the demonized Blood Shadow, completely failing to penetrate his defenses.

"Hahaha! Keep dodging! Why have you stopped?!"

Blood Shadow grew more frenzied with each blow, the feeling of overwhelming a genius filling him with unparalleled excitement.

Han Feng’s brow was deeply furrowed.

’This can’t go on.’

Once the Armor’s Energy was depleted, he would be nothing but meat on a chopping block.

’Guess I’ll have to cheat.’

Han Feng glanced at his still-healthy reserves of Sword Essence on the system panel and steeled his resolve.

’System! Activate the Divine Power Module!’

’Expend 1000 Sword Essence! Boost my Sword Control Technique!’

[Ding! The Divine Power Module has been activated.]

[1000 drops of Sword Essence consumed. Sword Control Technique temporarily upgraded to: Great Success (Duration: 60 seconds).]

A massive stream of information flooded his mind, instantly elevating Han Feng’s understanding of the "sword" to an entirely new level.

HUMMM!

The "Escapee" Armor let out a low hum as the Spirit Patterns on its surface flared with brilliant light.

Han Feng felt his connection to the Armor and his Flying Sword become more intimate than ever before.

"Die!"

The transformed Blood Shadow lunged forward, his crimson blade whistling through the air with immense, crushing force.

Han Feng didn’t meet the blow head-on.

With a light push of his toes, his body slid backward like a phantom.

Relying on the foresight of his [Spiritual Vision] and the incredible boost to his Body Technique from [Sword Control Technique·Great Success], he was always able to evade or deflect Blood Shadow’s attacks with minimal movement just before they landed.

Though Blood Shadow’s assault was ferocious, he couldn’t land a single solid hit on the rapidly moving Han Feng.

Meanwhile, the "Broken Star" Short Sword, which had been knocked away, traced a brilliant silver arc through the air. Its speed and Sharpness had increased severalfold, and with a piercing shriek, it shot viciously toward the center of Blood Shadow’s back!

"CLANG!"

Blood Shadow parried the Flying Sword with a backhanded slash.

But before he could pursue Han Feng, the Flying Sword struck again from an unbelievable angle, this time aiming straight for his knee.

"ARGH!!"

Blood Shadow let out a pained howl.

He tried to grab the sword, but it was as slippery as an eel, retreating the instant it struck, never lingering for a follow-up.

The next minute was a living nightmare for Blood Shadow.

Han Feng was like a Ghost, circling him relentlessly.

When Blood Shadow attacked, Han Feng would dodge with all sorts of impossible contortions.

If he tried to run, that damned Flying Sword would viciously strike his legs, his ass, his kidneys.

The goal wasn’t a one-hit kill, but to constantly inflict more wounds.

"If you have any guts, stop running! Fight me head-on!!"

Blood Shadow shrieked in fury, swinging his Bone Blade and hacking the nearby shipping containers to pieces, yet he couldn’t even touch the hem of Han Feng’s clothes.

Han Feng completely ignored him.

In his [Spiritual Vision], he could see a bright red Energy Core inside Blood Shadow’s body, darting rapidly around his abdomen.

That was the monster’s weak point.

But while his opponent was at full strength, the core moved too quickly and was protected by thick bone armor, making it difficult to land a decisive blow.

He was waiting.

Waiting for the monster to exhaust its strength, for the core to slow down.

"Damn it! Damn it!"

Blood Shadow also sensed that something was wrong.

The Demonization state was incredibly draining on his Qi Blood. He felt his body growing heavier, and his wounds began to heal more slowly.

’If this keeps up, he’ll wear me down to death!’

His bloodshot eyes darted around, searching for hostages to replenish his Qi Blood or use as human shields.

But... where was everyone?

The area was completely empty. There wasn’t a soul in sight.

The crowd of onlookers had the good sense to flee over a kilometer away the moment the fight broke out.

Are you kidding? When gods clash like this, who would dare stick around to watch the show?

"AHHHH! If you want a war of attrition, then we’ll die together!!"

Driven by despair, Blood Shadow went completely berserk.

He dropped all defense, pouring every last scrap of his remaining Demonic Power into the Bone Blade.

"Blood Prison·Thousand Blades Kill!"

BOOM!

The Bone Blade in his hand instantly shattered, transforming into countless tiny, blood-red fragments that rained down indiscriminately in every direction like a violent storm.

Within a fifty-meter radius, everything—the shipping containers, the ground, the streetlights—was instantly riddled with holes.

It was an unavoidable, area-of-effect attack!

A sharp glint flashed in Han Feng’s eyes.

"Great Success·Sword and Shield!"

All his Sword Essence erupted in an instant, countless streams of Sword Qi weaving together before him into an impenetrable Sword Net.

TING TING TING TING TING!

The dense impacts rang out like a string of firecrackers.

As if struck by a sledgehammer, Han Feng was sent flying backward by an irresistible, immense force, his feet carving two deep, sparking trenches in the ground!

The Sword Shield before him was torn to shreds in an instant. The remaining blood-red fragments bombarded the "Escapee" Armor, producing a sickening screech of twisting metal.

[Warning! Outer Armor damage at 17%! Energy Shield overloaded!]

A horrifying gash stretched across his faceplate from the left eye to the jaw. Had it been an inch to the side, his head would have been torn open! Han Feng’s eyes went cold. ’What a terrifyingly powerful, indiscriminate attack!’

He didn’t try to force his way through the storm of blades again. Instead, he activated the "Escapee" Armor’s speed boost and began circling the attack’s perimeter at high speed.