Chapter 125: Chapter 123: Others Fly by Science, I Fly by Metaphysics

"Yes."

The scene before him switched abruptly.

Below him was a sea of clouds, and before him, an endless sky.

He found himself hovering at an altitude of 3,000 meters. A virtual Wingsuit was already attached to his back.

The system’s soft notification tone sounded in his ear, explaining the basic principles of Wingsuit Flying.

This was a Flight Suit that mimicked the gliding structure of a flying squirrel.

By adjusting his body posture and limb angles, he could control his direction, speed, and glide ratio.

[Beginner Mission: Please descend safely from your current altitude into the red circular area below.]

Han Feng looked down.

On the ground, a red circle about ten meters in diameter looked as small as a mark.

He didn’t hesitate in the slightest. He leaned forward and spread his limbs.

WHOOSH—!

The sensation of weightlessness instantly gripped his body and mind. The violent sound of the wind tore and roared in his ears.

This was a virtual Illusion Realm; the system couldn’t directly interfere with his body.

But Han Feng’s body control, which far surpassed that of an ordinary person, and his Micro Level Perception were pushed to their absolute limits at this moment.

He could "see" the trajectory of the wind.

Every wisp of air had its own temperament, some wild, some gentle, but none could hide from his Spiritual Vision.

This feeling was fundamentally similar to piloting a fighter jet through extreme maneuvers.

He made a minor adjustment to the angle of his arm and precisely "captured" a current of air, which carried his body in a smooth, elegant arc through the sky.

The trajectory pointed straight toward the target area.

His feet landed lightly, not stirring a single speck of dust.

He stood steadily in the exact center of the red circle.

And at that exact moment, a familiar yet slightly surprising notification sounded clearly in his mind.

[Detected that the Host is performing Sword Flight within an Illusion Realm. [Sword Control Technique] Skill Proficiency +1.]

’Illusion Realm?’

’Sword Flight?’

Han Feng’s thoughts raced, and he instantly connected the dots.

It was the same logic as when he flew planes in the virtual game *Eagle Strikes the Sky*.

The system uniformly classified his actions of controlling an external object to fly as "Sword Flight."

’But the key lies in those two words: "Illusion Realm."’

’This means the system didn’t recognize this virtual Wingsuit as a true "Magical Flying Sword," so naturally there was no notification about a Spiritual Link or efficiency bonus.’

[Beginner tutorial complete. Overall evaluation: Perfect.]

[Official rating assessment will now begin.]

The light screen refreshed, and three assessment items appeared.

[Assessment 1: Pinpoint Air Drop.]

[Assessment 2: Powered Ascent (Altitude).]

[Assessment 3: Power Gliding (Distance).]

Han Feng chose the first item.

The scene remained the same, but the difficulty had increased sharply. Randomly generated, complex air currents raged through the sky like a tangled mess.

For him, however, it still wasn’t much of a challenge.

Relying on the clear insight into the air currents provided by his [Spiritual Vision], he could always find the optimal gliding path, moving through the turbulence as freely as a fish.

Three descents, all landing perfectly in the center of the circle.

[Pinpoint Air Drop complete. Rating: Excellent.]

Next was the second item, Powered Ascent.

The scene switched to a flat grassy field.

The mission required him to use a running start on the ground, deploy the Wingsuit, and use the airflow to lift himself into the air.

[Altitude Rating Standards: 50 meters (Pass), 80 meters (Good), 100 meters (Outstanding), 150 meters (Excellent).]

Han Feng warmed up his limbs, bent his knees slightly, and the vigorous Qi Blood in his body began to surge.

BANG!

The virtual ground beneath his feet seemed to tremble slightly as his entire body shot forward like a cannonball.

When his speed soared to its peak, he abruptly deployed the Wingsuit, his body forming a precise angle with the ground.

A powerful lift yanked his body fiercely into the sky!

Like a true Falcon, he rode the wind, soaring straight up.

Eventually, his ascent slowed, and the system reported his score.

[Maximum Ascent Altitude: 98.5 meters. Rating: Good.]

’Only Good?’

Han Feng’s brow furrowed almost imperceptibly.

He had already used the full explosive power of the Body Tempering Tenth Layer, but under purely physical laws, this seemed to be the limit.

He didn’t dwell on it and directly started the third item, Power Gliding.

The rules were similar to the previous item, testing the maximum gliding distance.

With another maximum-effort running start, Han Feng transformed himself into a sharp arrow skimming across the ground.

[Maximum Gliding Distance: 950 meters. Rating: Good.]

One Excellent, two Good.

This score was enough for him to stay in the Enhancement Class, but Han Feng wasn’t satisfied.

[Basic assessment complete. Enter ’Interference Sequence’ combat training?]

"Yes."

His goal had been achieved, but he wanted to dig out a little more of this thing’s potential.

The scene changed again.

This time, he appeared in a chaotic airspace teeming with Flying Demon Beasts.

Before he could even stabilize himself, several virtual "Rot-Winged Vultures" let out piercing shrieks and lunged at him, bringing with them a foul wind.

The difficulty instantly increased more than tenfold!

Han Feng immediately dodged, attempting a pinpoint landing while under siege by the flock of beasts.

He failed twice.

Finally, on his third try, he narrowly broke through the beasts’ blockade and landed in the target area.

But the process was a mess; the Wingsuit’s virtual durability had dropped to less than 20%.

Rating: Pass.

Han Feng didn’t quit. Instead, he repeated the challenge over and over.

He weaved and dodged through the virtual flock of beasts.

He began to try using the Body Movement Techniques from the [Sword Control Technique] to pilot the Wingsuit, his body executing one unbelievable micro-maneuver after another in mid-air.

Time flew by during this tedious yet high-intensity practice.

A full five hours later, Han Feng finally exited the simulation.

A trace of mental fatigue set in.

The training was virtual, but it consumed real Spiritual Power.

He habitually opened his personal status panel.

He was stunned when he saw the Skill Proficiency value after [Sword Control Technique·Mastery].

Five hours of high-intensity training, and his Skill Proficiency... had only increased by 4 points.

"That’s it?"

The number was completely unexpected.

To think, when he was cultivating in the Airplane Graveyard by flying the "Hunting Falcon" fighter jet for five hours of extreme flight, even with his [Sword Control Technique] at the Mastery Level and its slow growth, he could gain at least fifty or sixty points.

The Cultivation efficiency of this Wingsuit was less than a tenth of the fighter jet’s.

But with a shift in his thoughts, he figured out the reason.

’The quality gap between the "Flying Swords" is just too big.’

’To put it bluntly, the Wingsuit is just a suit of clothes with a few supports. Its structure is pitifully simple.’

’But the "Hunting Falcon" fighter jet is a complex creation integrating Spiritual Energy Technology. The Spiritual Energy Engine alone is worth a fortune.’

’In the system’s judgment, although both could be considered "Flying Swords," their quality was worlds apart.’

’The "Hunting Falcon" could be judged as a "Lower Grade Magical Artifact."’

’This Wingsuit, even in the real world, would be an overestimation to be judged by the system as a "Mortal Artifact."’

’The quality of the Flying Sword directly determines the efficiency of Cultivation.’

"However..."

Han Feng’s fingertips tapped unconsciously on the control console.

"The applications for this thing are completely different from a fighter jet."

No matter how powerful a fighter jet is, it can’t be flown into a Secret Realm with complex terrain.

But a Wingsuit can.

Judging from the infuriatingly slow increase in Skill Proficiency, hoping to raise his Cultivation by using a Wingsuit was pure fantasy.

But that wasn’t the point.

The real point was—as long as the system could judge the Wingsuit as a "Flying Sword," it meant he could use the [Sword Control Technique] to pilot it in the real world!

’Now this is interesting.’

Other people rely on their bodies, experience, and judgment of air currents for Wingsuit Flying.

He relies on "Sword Control"!

This meant he could perform impossible maneuvers that completely defied aerodynamics, like sudden mid-air stops, sharp-angle turns, and even flying backward!

In a complex environment like a Secret Realm, this kind of maneuverability would provide an immeasurable survival advantage!

At this thought, he stopped dwelling on the amount of Skill Proficiency gained, and his mind cleared.

When he walked out of the training pod, it was already afternoon.

Returning to his B Level apartment, he didn’t rest. He went straight into the Spirit Gathering Quiet Chamber and sat down cross-legged.

Gentle Spiritual Qi enveloped him, nourishing his weary mind and depleted Qi Blood. 𝕗𝚛𝚎𝚎𝐰𝗲𝗯𝗻𝚘𝚟𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝕞

Han Feng closed his eyes, replaying the scenes from his training in his mind.

’Wingsuit Flying...’

’This thing seems more interesting than flying a plane.’

He would just have to see what kind of surprise the real Wingsuit in Teacher Qin Yueyao’s class tomorrow would bring him.