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!
