High Martial: I Use Everything as Swords

Han Feng looked down at his own palm.

That fireball just now had been condensed from his own Essence, Qi, and Spirit. It did indeed contain his spiritual imprint—what was known as "Spirituality."

It could also fly.

So, in the system’s eyes, it was a "sword made of fire."

This discovery sent Han Feng’s heart instantly racing to two hundred miles per hour, making his blood boil.

’If this theory is correct... doesn’t that mean...’

’Anything can be a sword?’

"I have to try!"

The fatigue in Han Feng’s eyes vanished, replaced by an almost frenzied thirst for knowledge.

He extended his hand again, his Spiritual Power surging like a tide.

WHOOSH!

This time, he didn’t hold back his Spiritual Qi. A fireball the size of a fist formed in his palm, emitting a scorching wave of heat.

’Link!’ Han Feng commanded in his mind.

[Ding! Establishing Spiritual Link... Connection successful!]

[Current Synchronization Rate: 100% (Man and Sword Unity)]

BOOM!

The moment the link was established, Han Feng felt his consciousness torn from his body by an irresistible force and brutally shoved into the fireball!

The world before his eyes changed.

He had no limbs, no facial features, but his Perception was magnified a thousandfold.

He could clearly "see" everything around him, only this world was no longer a colorful, physical place.

Instead, it was an ocean of energy composed of countless pulsing, frantic red dots of light.

That was Fire Spiritual Qi.

Scorching, chaotic, filled with a primal desire for destruction. This was the essence of fire!

Before, when he perceived Fire Spiritual Qi, it was like looking at it through a paper screen.

But now, he felt as if he were a part of the Fire Spiritual Qi itself.

The free-floating Fire Elements in the air were no longer indifferent particles to him.

They were like children who had seen their king, cheering joyfully and desperately trying to draw near and merge into his body.

’This is... Elemental Affinity? No, this is Elemental Dominator!’

Han Feng’s consciousness fluctuated violently within the fireball.

In this state of "Unity of Man and Ball."

He discovered that his Control Power over the fireball had reached an unbelievable level.

Originally, it was just a simple mass of energy, its structure loose and liable to dissipate at any moment.

But in Han Feng’s eyes now, it was like a condemned building haphazardly built from mud and straw, without even a proper foundation.

There were flaws everywhere, energy being wasted everywhere.

’It’s too crude! A complete waste of energy!’

As a STEM guy steeped in the modern industrial system.

And as the chief technical consultant for the "Shadow" project, Han Feng’s obsessive nature and professional habits instantly flared up.

’This needs to be fixed!’

’Since I’m the master of this fire, why can’t I restructure its internal architecture?’

Han Feng’s train of thought exploded outward like a supernova.

He thought of the X-01 fighter jet’s turbofan engine structure and the Spirit Gathering Array on the Soul-Shattering Armor-Piercing Bullet.

He thought of the highly efficient, near-perfect Energy Circuits in the Blood Burning Secret Manual.

’What if I inscribe a Rune Array inside the fireball?’

’What if I use the Dead Object Awakening method to grant it more High Level operating logic?’

Once the idea took root, it grew like a raging wildfire.

Han Feng got to work immediately!

In the state of Man and Sword Unity, his Divine Sense was the most precise of nano-scalpels!

Inside the fireball’s core, he swiftly sketched out one miniature Energy Circuit after another.

The process was like performing the most delicate disassembly and reconstruction on a bomb that was about to detonate!

’Reinforce the outer shell! Build a Spiritual Energy Constraint Field to prevent energy leakage!’

’Implant a Turbocharged Spirit Gathering Array in the core so it can autonomously devour ambient Fire Elements and augment itself!’

’Design a Vector Nozzle structure for the rear! Use the reactive force from flame jets for propulsion instead of just stupidly pushing it with Spiritual Power!’

Following Han Feng’s frenzied modifications, the originally fist-sized, orange-red fireball began to undergo a world-shaking transformation.

WHOOSH WHOOSH WHOOSH—!

The Fire Spiritual Qi in the surrounding air, as if drawn in by a black hole, formed visible red vortexes that surged madly into the fireball.

The fireball’s color began to deepen, shifting from orange-red to deep crimson, and finally to an eerie, bluish-purple hue.

Its volume expanded wildly, like an inflating balloon!

The size of a basketball... the size of a millstone... the size of a water tank!

And it was no longer a simple, round sphere.

Under Han Feng’s subconscious sculpting, it elongated and extended, developing a streamlined body filled with power and beauty.

It grew ferocious scales compressed from high-density flames, and even sprouted magnificent horns and claws that tore at the air.

A five-meter-long Flame Flying Dragon had taken shape!

’It’s still missing something...’

Han Feng studied the majestic Fire Dragon, feeling it was missing a soul.

’Right, an attack method!’

Simple ramming was too low-level; it didn’t align with the aesthetics of violence.

’If it’s a dragon, it has to have a breath attack!’

Struck by inspiration, Han Feng constructed another miniature, overclocked, and compressed Fireball Technique Array in the Fire Dragon’s throat, connecting it to the dragon’s core energy cycle.

This was a nested structure.

The Fire Dragon itself was a massive vessel for a spell, and within this vessel, smaller but more concentrated spells could be cast instantly.

’Dead Object Awakening!’

Han Feng turned a wisp of his Divine Thought into a core command and drove it deep into the center of the Fire Dragon’s brow.