Flow of War:: 自分's hands "flow" into sword techniques
Sword Storm:: 自分's "hands" & "sword" lose all form
It doesn't dodge: each particle/person permeates/blocks
自分's Sword:: Is a "mist" made only of flying swords
Appearance:: White mist that vaguely looks like a man
自分's a near-infinite collection of flying swordsmen hailing from a lower dimension where 1 atom here is a planet to them
However, they have broken their limits by joining together to form [Martial Formation: Man], combining all swordsmanships in 1 "body"
Each myriad persons that makes up 自分 holds a sword, so 相手's offences are shredded by merely touching 自分
(So 自分's body is pretty malleable)