High Martial: I Use Everything as Swords

Chapter 236: Chapter 203: Your Flying Weapon? No, That’s My Flying Sword

"A monster... He’s a monster!"

A young technician shouted, on the verge of a breakdown.

"Shut up!"

Sun Changhe snapped, but the cold sweat on his forehead betrayed his inner turmoil.

He had lived for over fifty years and considered himself worldly and experienced, but everything happening before his eyes completely defied his understanding.

Mo Sen’s breathing grew heavy. The disdain in his eyes was gone, replaced by an extreme greed and fanaticism.

"Data... Unprecedented data!"

He muttered to himself, "This can no longer be explained by mere Spiritual Energy Technology!

This is a completely new power system!

We must capture him! Study him!"

"Study him?"

Seeing Mo Sen’s fanatical expression, Sun Changhe’s anger flared.

"Study him, study him!"

"Is this really the time for that?! And all you can think about is studying him!"

"If you want to study him, you first have to figure out a way to catch him."

"Mr. Sun, calm down!"

Mo Sen pushed up his glasses and said with great confidence, "Didn’t you see the energy readings from before? His body’s Energy Level is only Second Level."

"Second Level?" Sun Changhe asked, confused.

Mo Sen nodded affirmatively. "Yes, Second Level Energy Intensity. That means he’s just a Martial Artist at the Meridian Passage Realm."

"The only reason he could break the formation and shoot down our drones was by relying on his powerful Spiritual Power."

"So, don’t be fooled by his earlier performance. At his core, he’s still just a Martial Artist in the Meridian Passage Realm, albeit one with a rather special Talent."

Hearing this, Sun Changhe let out a sigh of relief and asked subconsciously.

"Then how do we deal with him? He can fly, you know."

Mo Sen smiled confidently. "We just need to play to our strengths."

"Activate the ’Cleaners’! Release the three Tier Three ’Fusion Beasts’!"

"Tier Three Early Stage Flying Demon Beasts, with Tier Three Lower Grade Scale Armor Defense, and controlled by Spiritual Energy Ability Chips so they’re immune to spiritual interference."

"Let’s see what he’s going to do against that."

Above G-01 Floating Island, the murky gray sky was torn apart by three piercing shrieks.

Three behemoths burst through the gray mist, diving at high speed in a triangular formation.

Their wingspans exceeded ten meters, and their bodies were covered in dark, cyan keratinous scales. The edge of each scale was reinforced with alloy, reflecting a cold, sinister light in the dim sky.

"SKREEE—!"

The lead monster opened its massive beak, and a blinding cyan light ignited deep in its throat.

With no charging time, a dozen crescent-shaped Wind Blades shot out like machine-gun fire, sealing off all of Han Feng’s escape routes.

’This thing has so much firepower?’

Han Feng’s pupils constricted as he sharply twisted his body in mid-air.

The flanks of his "Ghost Bat" Wingsuit blasted out a stream of air, pushing him into an unnatural lateral drift.

"SHING! SHING! SHING!"

The dozen Wind Blades grazed past his afterimage and struck the rock wall behind him.

The hard granite was sliced apart like tofu, the cuts smooth as a mirror and even glowing faintly red from the heat of the friction.

’If one of those hit me, it would probably pierce right through, even with the protection of my Sword Essence.’

Han Feng stabilized himself and fired three shots.

"BANG! BANG! BANG!"

Tier Two Armor-Piercing Bullets, wrapped in silver Sword Essence, whistled through the air and precisely struck the lead monster’s eye socket, throat, and wing joint.

"CLANG! CLANG! CLANG!"

There was no spray of blood, only the crisp sound of metal striking metal.

The bullets ricocheted off the monster’s scales, leaving only three shallow white marks on its dark cyan armor. They hadn’t even broken through its defense.

The corner of Han Feng’s mouth twitched.

’This isn’t a bird, it’s clearly a heavily armored flying monster wearing feathers.’

The data stream from [All Things Identification] refreshed frantically before his eyes:

[Target]: Star Sea "Cleaner" Bio-Fusion Beast (Type III).

[Energy Level]: Tier Three Early Stage.

[Defense]: Surface scales have been smelted and reinforced with "Black Titanium-IV" alloy. Defensive strength is equivalent to a Tier Three Lower Grade Defensive Spiritual Artifact.

[Weaknesses]: No obvious physical weaknesses. Pain receptors have been severed. A solid-state Spiritual Energy Ability Control Chip has been implanted in the cerebral cortex.

’I knew it. These research nuts are all dirty players.’

Han Feng cursed inwardly while performing a series of dazzling aerial maneuvers to evade.

’No wonder the bullets couldn’t get through. This thing’s toughness is on a whole other level compared to that Golden Crowned Eagle King from before.’

’The Golden Crowned Eagle King was pure flesh and blood; this thing is a crystallization of technology and ruthlessness.’

’Since physical means won’t work, let’s try a Spiritual Attack.’

Han Feng’s eyes narrowed, and his Divine Sense instantly coalesced.

[Three-Inch Heart Sword]!

An invisible Sword Intent crossed the space and stabbed viciously into the head of the monster on the left.

However, the expected paralysis never came.

The monster’s crimson electronic eyes merely flickered once. Its movements didn’t even pause for half a second before it opened its mouth and blasted another barrage of Wind Blades at him.

Han Feng could only make a desperate dive, the Wind Blades grazing his scalp and slicing off a few strands of hair.

[Notice: Target has no independent soul. Thought processes are managed by the Spiritual Energy Ability Chip. Biological instincts are controlled. Immune to Heart Sword attacks.]

’Now that’s just cheating.’

Han Feng felt like he was fighting three flying zombies that felt no pain, had no fear, and had their defense maxed out.

’Can’t hurt them, can’t scare them, and can’t outrun them.’

The three beasts coordinated with extreme precision, clearly directed by a unified tactical algorithm.

One was responsible for the main assault while the other two locked down his positioning. No matter how Han Feng changed direction, he was always firmly suppressed within this section of the sky.

...

「Underground Base, Main Control Room.」

Mo Sen sipped his coffee, a look of utter contentment on his face as he watched Han Feng being chased all over the sky on the screen.