— Credit The Scoundrels Cantina on YT for the pic.

"In a time when all choices are evil, choosing the least of all evils is a virtue."

"No, Master Skywalker, you know nothing of what I have been through in my life. I've been eyeball to eyeball with the dark side more than you will ever know. You stand back and see good and evil on a grand and cosmic scale, but I've been right down there, right at the point where light meets dark. I know that border intimately and while I've toed the terminator line, I've not strayed as much as a micron over it. I've been called out to a domestic disturbance and walked into an apartment where the woman of the house is lying there on the floor, in a pool of blood and vomit. Her nose has been pulverized. Her eyes have been blacked and are swollen shut. Her throat has bruises that show a hand and fingers, and fading bruises cover the rest of her body. Standing over her are two teary-eyed toddlers the age of your niece and nephew. And lying there, on the couch a room away, is her glitbiting husband, his fists still raw and bloody from the beating, his clothes splattered with her blood. His snores are enough to cover her sobs. I've seen that and had every fiber of my being wanting me to give that animal the rudest wake-up he's ever had. I've wanted to beat him so badly he'd look like a rancor's chew toy, but I didn't. I pulled back. I've walked into a warehouse and arrested a spicelord in his office. He opened a case and it had over a million credits in it. A million—more money than I'll ever see in my lifetime. It was mine, he said, if I'd just take it and walk away. No one would ever know. But I'd know, and I didn't do it. My father died in my arms, his life leaking out of him. I had no good-bye. I had no chance to tell him I loved him. I had to hold him, feeling his life fade, hoping for a response, anything to let me know I'd not failed him, and I didn't get it. I went out and I found the bounty hunter scum that killed my father, and I arrested him. There wasn't a person in CorSec that would have whispered in protest if I'd shot him 'resisting arrest.' I could have marched Bossk into One CorSec Plaza, right there in the lobby, and blown his head off in front of hundreds of witnesses, and they'd have all said the prisoner was escaping and a threat to others. I could have killed him, I could have avenged my father, and I didn't. And when our Imp liaison officer let Bossk go, I didn't hunt either one down. I don't know if you think that makes me weak or just stupid. Maybe by not taking revenge I can't be the kind of Jedi you want, maybe by not having wallowed in the dark side and returning you can't be certain of me. I don't know, but don't tell me I don't know the dark side, that I don't know its temptations. I've been there, and I've walked away."

Corran Horn was a Force-sensitive Human male Corellian pilot who served as a Corellian Security Force investigator, a Rogue Squadron ace and New Republic hero, and later a Jedi Master of the New Jedi Order. Born to Nyche and Valin "Hal" Horn on Corellia, Horn lived his early life unaware that his grandfather was Nejaa Halcyon, a Jedi Master. He followed his father and adoptive grandfather into the Corellian Security Force, where he excelled. However, he came into conflict with his Imperial Intelligence liaison officer, Kirtan Loor, and eventually fled Corellia after the Battle of Endor in order to evade execution. Horn spent a year lying low on Garqi before saving several locals from the Empire and making the decision to join the New Republic.

This thread will be divided into the following categories:

• Piloting Skill
• Lightsaber
• Combat Skill Accolades
• Weapons Mastery and Technical Skill
• Lightsaber and Combat Feats

Piloting Skill

Corran is an Ace pilot:

— Star Wars Roleplaying Game Saga Edition Core Rulebook

An ace pilot is an extraordinary vehicle pilot:

— Star Wars Roleplaying Game Saga Edition Core Rulebook

As an ace pilot, Corran is a veteran of countless engagements:

A veteran of countless engagements, the Ace pilot has proven [his] skill again and again by virtue of facing the enemy and surviving—and making sure the enemy did not.

Source: Star Wars Roleplaying Game Saga Edition Core Rulebook

As an ace pilot, Corran relies on finely honed instincts and years of pilot training to take out his enemies:

The ace pilot relies on finely honed instincts and years of pilot training to outmaneuver and destroy enemy starships.

Source: Star Wars Roleplaying Game Saga Edition Core Rulebook

Corran is an exceptional human pilot:

Corran Horn was also from Corellia. A former member of Corellian Security Force (CorSec), he was an exceptional human pilot, though his years of operating solo made it difficult for him to adjust to being part of a team.

Source: The Official Star Wars Fact File 14

Corran is a natural as a pilot, an investigator, and a sharpshooter which made him perfectly suited to a career in Corellian Security:

It was almost preordained that Corran would become a law enforcement official in Corellian Security (more usually known as CorSec). Both his grandfather, Rostek Horn, and his father, Hal Horn, were valued CorSec operatives, and Corra'ns natural skills as a pilot, an investigator and a sharpshooter meant that he was perfectly suited to that career. And if, like his father and grandfather before him, his luck was a little too good, his hunches a little too accurate, then his colleagues in CorSec wisely kept their mouths shut.

— The Official Star Wars Fact File 70

The New Republic was impressed with his piloting skills and invited him to join Rogue Squadron:

When the New Republic, impressed by the flying skills that Corran had displayed in the escape from Garqi, invited him to apply to join the newly reformed Rogue Squadron, Corran found himself accepting before he even knew what he was saying.

— The Official Star Wars Fact File 70

The Rebel Alliance was impressed with Corran's piloting skills and his even-handed attitude towards their cause. A few of the Rogue Squadron pilots had flown against him and knew they wanted him to join:

The Rebel Alliance was impressed not only by Corran Horn's piloting skills but also by his even-handed - for a CorSec officer - attitude toward the Rebellion. In fact, Rogue Squadron pilots operating undercover on Horn's home planet of Corellia had crossed paths with him on a number of occasions. They knew that they wanted him to join them.

— The Official Star Wars Fact File 90

Corran is one of Rogue Squadron's best and brightest pilots:

Corran Horn has distinguished himself as one of the best and brightest of Rogue Squadron's elite fighting force.

Source: I, Jedi Publisher's Summary

One of Rogue Squadron’s best pilots, he was a third-generation Corellian Security (CorSec) officer.

Source: The Complete Star Wars Encyclopedia

By the time he made the cut and joined Rogue Squadron, he was promoted to lieutenant based on his simulator test scores. Horn became one of Wedge Antilles’s best pilots, taking on the hardest missions and surviving them.

Source: The Complete Star Wars Encyclopedia

Corran took part in some of the most celebrated, important, and dangerous battles that starfighters had ever engaged in:

During his many years as an X-wing pilot with Rogue Squadron, Corran Horn took part in some of the most celebrated, some of the most important and some of the most dangerous battles that starfighters had ever been engaged in.

— The Official Star Wars Fact File 90

Rogue Squadron's pilots were among the greatest in the galaxy:

Rogue Squadron's pilots were amongst the greatest in the galaxy.

— The Official Star Wars Fact File 14

Luke Skywalker needed Corran back in action with the Jedi due to his experience, needing him to teach the younger Jedi how to fight as a unit and survive:

"But, Corran, the time has come. The invasion is out of hand, and the Jedi need someone of your experience to help us prepare . . . to teach our young pilots how to fight as a unit and survive."

Source: The New Jedi Order - Star by Star

Luke Skywalker seems to consider Corran on or near the same level of piloting skill as Han Solo and Wedge Antilles:

He sighed. He was facing Corellians as brave, perhaps as skilled, as his friends Han, Wedge, and Corran, and he was obliged to purge them from the skies.

Source: Legacy of the Force - Betrayal

Lightsaber

Corran uses a dual-phase lightsaber, allowing him to extend the length of the blade with the press of a button and grant him an edge in a fight:

New Republic Jedi Corran Horn built a dual-phase lightsaber that alternates between a purple and a silver blade, depending upon its current length setting.

Source: The New Essential Guide to Weapons and Technology

Corran Horn's lightsaber has been modified so that it can adjust to a variable length, granting him a deceptive and highly effective tactic against unwary opponents. Lightsabers using this dual-phase focusing crystal arrangement are extremely rare and archaic.

— The New Jedi Order Sourcebook

Corran's lightsaber is noted as being 133 centimeters in length:

I nodded and brandished the lightsaber. I punched the button under my thumb, giving birth to the silver blade 133 centimeters in length.

Source: I, Jedi

Corran's lightsaber can extend to 300 centimeters:

I rotated my right wrist, twisting the throttle control up, and whipped the lightsaber around in a slash aimed to slice the deadHutt switch in two. With the twist I turned the lightsaber's emerald out of the way and I brought the diamond into line with the Durindfire beam. This extended the blade from 133 centimeters to 300, narrowing it, but bringing the Hutt's hand easily into striking range.

Source: I, Jedi

Combat Skill Accolades

As a Jedi Knight and more specifically a Jedi Guardian, Corran has become one of the greatest swordfighters in the galaxy:

Through rigorous training and experience, you become one of the greatest swordfighters in the galaxy.

Source: Star Wars Roleplaying Game Saga Edition Core Rulebook

As a Jedi Guardian, Corran is a warrior of the Jedi Order and stresses physical training and battle prowess above all else:

Jedi guardians are the warriors of the Jedi Order, stressing physical training and battle prowess above all.

Source: Power of the Jedi Sourcebook

As a Jedi Guardian, Corran is a capable and savvy combatant:

By the time a Jedi guardian reaches Jedi Knight status, she is already a capable and savvy combatant, adept at protecting the galaxy from numerous threats.

Source: Power of the Jedi Sourcebook

In the early stages of his training at the Jedi Academy, Corran wasn't exactly Mara Jade Skywalker's equal with a lightsaber but wasn't allowed to spar with her because they were close enough to be able to seriously injure themselves and were thus only allowed to practice against training remotes and not each other:

Most courtiers in the Imperial Palace did not even realize that Mara was anything more than a pretty decoration. But Mara Jade trained in combat alongside the Imperial Royal Guard and was schooled in infiltration techniques by the Emperor's spymasters.

Source: The Dark Side Sourcebook

After lunch we would listen to more Jedi lore from the Holocron, then Mara and I would practice with the lightsaber. While I was not her equal with the shimmering blade, we would have been closely enough matched to seriously hurt each other, so Kam just pitted us against remotes.

Source: I, Jedi

For more info on how the Imperial Guards train, check out this thread here - link.

Luke considers Corran (called Keiran here because he was undercover) a gifted lightsaber duelist as of 12 ABY:

"Some of my students here—Keiran Halcyon and Kam Solusar in particular—are gifted lightsaber duelists, but neither has all that much experience yet."

— Star Wars Roleplaying Game: Rebel Jedi

Info from the Young Jedi Knight Star Wars Miniatures implies that Jedi Knights from the New Republic era and on are a "much more capable fighter" than those of the previous era:

The Young Jedi Knight is a member of the New Republic faction, appearing for the first time in this set. Unlike the Jedi Guardian from Clone Strike and the Jedi Knight from Revenge of the Sith, the Jedi of this era have had to deal with literally decades of conflict as the New Republic fought back the last remnants of the Empire and then faced the brutal invasion of the Yuuzhan Vong. Thus, the Young Jedi Knight is in many ways a much more capable fighter than either of those two characters—more Hit Points, a better Defense, and a much better Attack bonus.

Source: Star Wars Miniatures Universe Preview 3

The Jedi were the only unknown element in the extensive Yuuzhan Vong planning and calculations before they invaded the galaxy. Due to their skill and being seen as formidable warriors, as well as their ability to use the Force to figure out a way to detect the Yuuzhan Vong even though the invaders are "immune" to it, the Yuuzhan Vong take it to the extreme and plan to remove the Jedi from the equation altogether:

The Jedi are the only unknown element in the Yuuzhan Vong's calculations. Not only are the Jedi formidable warriors, but they can somehow detect even a disguised Yuuzhan Vong. Because the invaders are immune to the Force, they "feel" different to Jedi who are trying to sense them (particularly with the Sense-based ability See Force; the Jedi have learned to look for people who do not appear in the Force). Comprehending the danger the Jedi represent prompts the Yuuzhan Vong to formulate a plan to remove the Jedi from the equation altogether.

Source: The New Jedi Order Sourcebook

Warmaster Tsavong Lah considers the Jedi to be the most powerful enemies to the Yuuzhan Vong:

"You do not speak for the gods! But soon, you will speak to them. Tell my master, Yun-Yammka, that more of your kind—more Jeedai, our most powerful enemies in this galaxy—will crawl into his presence. Give him that message when you meet him, Ambassador."

Source: The New Jedi Order - Balance Point

The Yuuzhan Vong consider the Jedi “formidable foes”:

Tsavong Lah knows differently, of course. His truce with the infidels is only a matter convenience to him. The Yuuzhan Vong realize that the greatest threats to their plans are the Jedi. Even though the Jedi behave in ways the Yuuzhan Vong can scarcely comprehend (striving to save lives rather than letting people die “honorable” deaths, for instance), they are still considered formidable foes.

Source: The New Jedi Order Sourcebook

The Jedi Knights are the “stiffest opposition” to the Yuuzhan Vong:

Throughout the galaxy, the invaders have systematically hunted down their stiffest opposition—the Jedi Knights—and killed or captured an alarming number of the guardians of peace and justice.

Source: The New Jedi Order Sourcebook

The Yuuzhan Vong have identified the Jedi Knights as their most dangerous foes within the Republic.

Source: The Essential Reader's Companion

Luke Skywalker knows Corran can handle himself as he was on the run from a pack of voxyn:

Almost as alarming, Corran Horn had been seen with his wife, Mirax, fleeing a pack of the creatures while resupplying on Corellia. No one had been able to contact them since.

[...]

Luke considered this, then nodded. "Good. I've been friends with Corran long enough to know he can take care of himself, but we'll all breathe easier if we don't have to worry about the academy students."

Source: The New Jedi Order - Star by Star

Corran is considered the "most august", or most venerable, for his defeat of Yuuzhan Vong commander Shedao Shai:

The warrior's eyes widened. "One-who-was-shaped!"

Then his eyes switched back to Corran, and he returned to Basic. "The Slayer of Shedao Shai! We expected Jeedai, but not the most august of them."

Source: The New Jedi Order - The Final Prophecy

Jacen Solo believes that Corran is more skilled then himself:

Sensing, then, that someone was watching him, he deactivated the blade in sudden self-consciousness. He sighed and sat down. He was a decent lightsaber master and sai acrobat, but nowhere near as skilled as Luke, Kyp, Mara, Corran—or Anakin.

Source: The New Jedi Order - The Unifying Force

Note: Although this might seem like a concession of skill, this is just Jacen's own musings, and the next immediate line states that his heart wasn't in the lightsaber practice he had just been performing.

As a Jedi Master, Corran is an opponent who cannot be underestimated and few mundane opponents can stand up to his skill:

Whether or not a Jedi Master is encountered in the company of his Padawan leaner, he is an opponent who cannot be underestimated. Though he might try to bring a conflict to a peaceful resolution, he is always able to bring forth his lightsaber, as well as his considerable knowledge of the Force, in order to pursue what the Order refers to as “aggressive negotiations.” Few mundane opponents can stand against the skill and ability of a Jedi Master.

Source: Threats of the Galaxy

One or two Jedi is equal to squadrons worth of elite soldiers:

"Among the scientists and support crew who have been studying Centerpoint Station for Corellia there are GA spies, of course. They would have a very hard time smuggling in squadrons of elite soldiers to damage or disable the facility. One or two infiltrators they could manage. And packing squadrons' worth of effectiveness into one or two people . . . "

"Means Jedi."

"Yes."

Source: Legacy of the Force - Betrayal

Weapons Mastery and Technical Skill

Corran, due to his time as a member of CorSec, was a soldier:

— Star Wars Roleplaying Game Saga Edition Core Rulebook

As a soldier, Corran combines discipline with martial arts to become one of the best pure warriors in the galaxy:

Soldiers combine discipline with martial arts to become the best pure warriors in the galaxy.

Source: Star Wars Roleplaying Game Saga Edition Core Rulebook

As a soldier, Corran has the best all around fighting abilities:

Soldiers have the best all-around fighting abilities, and an individual soldier develops styles and techniques that set him apart from his peers.

Source: Star Wars Roleplaying Game Saga Edition Core Rulebook

Corran is proficient in blaster pistols, blaster rifles, heavy weapons, simple weapons, vibro weapons, and has expertise in lightsaber proficiency:

— The New Jedi Order Sourcebook

Being proficient with Exotic Weapons would carry with it a degree of skill. While not directly stated to be a master here, solely proficient, I do think this accolade can apply to Corran to some extent because of his skill with exotic weapons:

‘Exotic Weapons Specialists are rare within the ranks of the Jedi Gaurdians, but they are respected for their mastery of difficult and esoteric disciplines.’

Source: The Jedi Path

Credit the Kyp Durron Respect Thread for this idea here.

Corran is a natural as a pilot, an investigator, and a sharpshooter which made him perfectly suited to a career in Corellian Security:

It was almost preordained that Corran would become a law enforcement official in Corellian Security (more usually known as CorSec). Both his grandfather, Rostek Horn, and his father, Hal Horn, were valued CorSec operatives, and Corra'ns natural skills as a pilot, an investigator and a sharpshooter meant that he was perfectly suited to that career. And if, like his father and grandfather before him, his luck was a little too good, his hunches a little too accurate, then his colleagues in CorSec wisely kept their mouths shut.

— The Official Star Wars Fact File 70

Corran helped Kam Solusar develop the training program for self-defense at the Jedi Academy, starting off with basic hand-to-hand defensive techniques and practices and then helping to incorporate lightsaber combat into the fighting while Kam would be the primary instructor for lightsaber combat itself and teach the first generation of Luke Skywalker's students the tenants of the three rings of defense:

Standard lightsabers may be used for training if they are equipped with a control device that adjusts the blade's energy, but such weapons were not available to the first students at Luke Skywalker's Jedi academy on Yavin 4. Instead, students used padded wooden practice swords for combat exercises, and were instructed by Kam Solusar. One of Solusar's students was former Corellian Security officer Corran Horn, who also helped develop the training program and served as Kam's co-instructor for self-defense techniques.

Source: Jedi vs. Sith: The Essential Guide to the Force

Kam and I had come up with a plan for teaching some basic combat skills to the other recruits, and Master Skywalker approved our plans with a few slight modifications. We took the others through the standard procedures, walking them through drills at slow speeds, then working along faster and faster until their reflexes sharpened and responses to attacks came automatically. Into this whole mix Luke injected the Force, asking us to feel our opponents through the Force and monitor what was happening to them.

[...]

As Kam began to layer in lessons about fighting with a lightsaber, sensing my opponent became more important. My ability in that area began to grow, but I didn't trust it enough to abandon myself to it. Though we sparred with padded wooden practice swords, I treated every cut or slash as if it were from a true lightsaber. Very defensive, I relied upon the basics that Kam taught and found they stood me in good stead close to ninety percent of the time.

[...]

Kam's instruction can't be faulted at all in this regard because he taught us well the three rings of defense. The outermost ring consisted of four guard positions: upper right, upper left, lower right and lower left. The lightsaber's hilt would end up wide of the body, with the tip coming back toward the middle to pick up the grand sweeping blows that are very powerful, but also take longer to deliver.

The middle ring also involved four guard positions: high, low, left and right. Whereas in the outer ring the blade tended to be held at a diagonal, in the middle ring up and down were parallel to the ground at head and knee height, while left and right were perpendicular to it. The idea with the middle ring was to pick up quicker blows and stop them before they could intersect with the body. Luke also noted that the middle ring was effective against picking off blaster bolts.

The inner ring involved parries instead of blocks and was proof against lunging attacks. For this third line of defense, the lightsaber was kept in close, with the hilt covering the navel. By angling the blade's tip and picking up attacks on the lower third of the blade, attacks could be shunted aside, and a riposte to the opponent's chest or stomach became a very real possibility. The inner ring was the last line of defense, dangerous to be defending from, and dangerous to be attacking from.

Source: I, Jedi

Whether consciously or unconsciously, Corran exhibited knowledge of trakata, the act of switching off your lightsaber and turning it back on to throw your enemy off balance and get around their block. Corran first used this during a spar with Mara Jade Skywalker and then later to help him win his duel with Yuuzhan Vong Commander Shedao Shai:

In trakata, a Jedi can take advantage of one of the lightsaber's unique abilities—the ability to be rapidly switched off and on. In "Passing the Blade," a Jedi shuts down the saber to momentarily bypass an enemy's block, then immediately reactivates it for a killing strike. If two combatants have locked their sabers together, a trained Jedi may choose to deactivate his or her saber and throw the enemy off balance.

— The Jedi Path

Lightsaber and Combat Feats

Corran spars with Gantoris early on in his training at the Jedi Academy. Gantoris was the most advanced student at the time and after Corran was able to rid himself of the fake image he was trying to sell to the other students, the Force was able to flow more freely through him and he was able to sense Gantoris and what his moves would be easier than before, where Gantoris had just marked Corran's shin and thigh and was making a fool of the guy who was helping to train him. Near the end when both men were getting exhausted after ten minutes of continuous sparring, Corran managed to evade all of Gantoris's attacks for a minute straight:

I plucked the sword out of the air and stood. I started to smile and offer a challenge to Gantoris, but I realized that would just be helping to rebuild the illusion that choked off my access to the Force. I set myself and offered Gantoris a quick salute. "Whenever you want to start."

He approached cautiously, but as I watched him, bits and pieces of my visual perspective shifted. I saw a second and third image of him arise, with each of them moving to the right or to the left, with arms coming up or around and only when his true form rose up to match it would I know where his attack was coming from. I realized the images I was seeing were a sense of his thought processes, a reflection of strategies weighed and rejected. When he made a choice, I'd already seen it and could sidestep it with ease.

Over the next ten minutes we continued to spar. My reading of his intention was far from foolproof, and I had the bruises to prove it. I did notice a pattern: after four or five successful evasions I would become confident and even cocky, which is when the sense would fail me and I'd pay an agonizing price for my arrogance. By keeping myself calm and focused, by letting my senses project themselves beyond my mortal shell, I could feel Gantoris as well as see and hear and smell him. In the end I evaded him for a full minute with only the breeze from his blade hitting me.

Source: I, Jedi

Corran defeats Luke Skywalker in a spar, using his skills in hand-to-hand to grant him the upper edge. It's clear, however, that Luke's mind wasn't in the right place after Kyp Durron and Mara Jade had both left his Academy:

I lit my lightsaber, letting its snap-hiss fill the hangar. "Fair question to ask, if I'm leaving or not. You've got ample reason to ask it. No, I'm not going anywhere unless, of course, this fight goes badly for one or the other of us."

Luke's green blade sprang to life. "Let me see what you have learned."

I closed with him and arced a cut in toward his left shoulder. He came up and blocked it high left, picking it up in the outer ring of defense. I came down and around in a sweeping blow at his left leg, but he brought his lightsaber down and batted mine aside easily. The spark of light exploding from the contact of the two blades washed shadows across Luke's disinterested expression.

About what I expected. Shifting my lightsaber to my right hand, I closed quickly and snapped the blade down in an overhand cut. I picked up my speed on the cut, forcing Luke to block me in the middle ring. Continuing my forward movement, I pushed in with my right hand, then slid the lightsaber's hilt down. I hammered his breastbone with the lightsaber's hilt, then hooked my right leg behind Luke's right leg and dumped him to the ground.

I backed off as his blade's green light illuminated the surprise on his face. I let and edge drift into my voice. "If you aren't going to respect me, at least respect what Kam has taught me."

Luke slowly climbed back to his feet, but did so with his lightsaber always remaining between the two of us. I kept my blade angled across my body, with my hands held near my right hip and the blade's tip hovering near my left shoulder. I stamp-feinted with my right foot, as if I were beginning a charge, and Luke withdrew a half-step.

He's got to focus. I waited for him to set himself, then I came in on a circular approach that worked me toward his left. I slashed twice, crosswise, forehand and back, to keep him away from me, then drove straight toward him. I lunged with the blade. Luke's green lightsaber came around in a circular parry that carried my blade wide to my right.

His triumphant laugh died abruptly as my right foot kicked him in the gut. While he'd parried, I'd recovered from my lunge and kicked out straight into his midsection. He doubled over and fell back a couple of steps, his left hand rubbing his belly, but I gave him no chance to recover. I came on hard and fast, whipping my silver blade through an infinity loop, lashing out high and low.

Luke looked up at me and his eyes hardened.

Which is when I ran into a Force wall that bounced me back a couple of feet and set me on my heels. I tasted blood on my lips, but I knew it was really coming from my nose, which hurt. I didn't think it was broken, but bumping it up against anything solid is seldom a pleasant experience.

I wiped it off on the sleeve of my green tunic, but in the half-light both it and the blood looked black. "Nice trick."

A feral grin twisted Luke's mouth. He came forward, wordlessly, moving with a fluidity I'd not seen in him before. He aimed a slash at me that would have bisected me from right shoulder to left hip. I caught a momentary flash of surprise from him because he'd expected me to block it high right, but I let it come through the outer and middle rings of defense. With a quick parry, I slid it wide of my right shoulder, then I stepped forward and slammed my right shoulder into Luke's chin.

That stood him up, clicking his teeth sharply together. I drove a weak jab with my left hand into his ribs, then ducked a slash that should have trimmed my hair at roughly the level of my earlobes. Dropping into a crouch, I whipped my left leg out and scythed it through his legs, bashing his ankles together and again dropping him onto his back.

I whirled away and stood, looking down at him. "I would have thought you'd be better than this."

Source: I, Jedi

Corran, with the help of Luke Skywalker, quickly defeats five members of the Jensaarai, Force sensitive trained individuals akin to Jedi Knights:

I threw back the right side of my cloak and brought my lightsaber out. I thumbed it to life and wove the humming blade back and forth before them. "You don't want any part of this, trust me. Run now and I'll let you live."

One by one they likewise freed their gun arms. I set myself to pick off blaster fire, but none erupted, no angry whines filled the alley, no red bolts burned toward me. Instead, blue, yellow, red, orange and purple lightsaber blades sprang to life in their hands. Five of them, hissing in concert, like a krayt dragon hungry for the meal wrapped up in my clothes. They advanced, and I realized there really wasn't any way things could get much worse.

Then a sixth silhouette appeared at the mouth of the alley and a green lightsaber sprouted in his hands.

Great, now we have the whole rainbow represented. I lifted my left hand from my blade's hilt and waved him forward. "C'mon, pal, one more won't make any difference."

I wished I felt as brave as those words sounded.

The man at the alley mouth started forward. "No one need die here tonight."

I knew that voice! Luke!

And I recognized in his warning to those I faced a directive to me. I slid to the right and blocked a red slash low right, directing the red blade away and into the brick wall. Pivoting on my left foot, I snapped a sidekick into my foe's belly, driving her back. I discovered she wore an armored breastplate, which partially shielded her from the strength of my kick. The armor, however, didn't stop her from catching her heels on debris and going down, temporarily taking her out of the fight.

Luke engaged Yellow and Purple as I ducked beneath a blue slash and twisted to bring my left hand up. I caught my foe on his chin with the heel of my hand. The blow shifted the mask he wore up a couple of centimeters, temporarily blinding him. A quick punch to the throat choked him, then I grabbed him by the clasp of his cloak and flung him into the alley wall. His armor clicked hard against the bricks, then he dropped back all boneless and the deadman switch on his lightsaber shut it off.

I parried Orange's cut and caught his wrist in my left hand. I shifted my right hand up, then whipped it down and across. My lightsaber's heavy pommel caught Orange right behind the right ear, or where the right ear would have been on a human. As Orange dropped senseless to the ground, his hood slid back and I saw he was a Rodian.

Source: I, Jedi

Corran duels the Saarai-kaar, leader of the Jensaarai, and displays superiority to her throughout the duel. He is able to dodge her attacks, land multiple physical blows while only taking a small nick on his thigh, and only was about to lose the duel thanks to his lightsaber shorting out after hitting the Saarai-kaar's armor and having his feet pulled out from under him by the Saarai-kaar using a cloak to wrap up his feet after the two of them were disarmed:

Yet, all this, which I took in with a glance, faded to insignificance compared to the six creatures standing in the open central part of the floor. One, a woman wearing a grey cloak, with streaks of matching grey in her long brown hair, stood in the center. A mask hid her face, but unlike the others, it had not been fashioned after an animal, but instead showed a young woman, beautiful and smiling. The fire flashing in the blue eyes behind the mask, however, suggested the tall woman was anything but smiling underneath.

Arrayed behind her in an arc, five of the Jensaarai waited in their grey cloaks, their hoods up. The light flashing down from recessed glow panels above cast long shadows over their masks, but I caught details reptilian, insectoid and mammalian. The rightmost figure I had seen on the Invidious bridge with Tavira. The others, who were generally smaller, radiated little hints of anxiety.

The central figure raised her right arm and pointed a lightsaber toward me. The gold blade shot out, but stopped well shy of crossing the five meters that separated us. "Finally you have come. The Halcyon. To destroy us."

[...]

She let her cloak slip off, revealing her armored form. The armor, like the mask, had been styled after a beautiful woman and while alluring, was nonetheless deadly. She inclined her head toward me and struck a guard I found hauntingly familiar. She grasped the hilt daggerlike in her left hand, with her right hand riding on the pommel, pointing the blade toward the floor. "Now is the time."

[...]

She nodded at me. "Come, Halcyon, destroy or be destroyed, there is no alternative at this juncture in time."

I lit my lightsaber as she drove toward me and blocked her first sweeping blow low and to the right. I anticipated the wrist-twist that allowed her to rake her gold blade back across where I had been. I ducked beneath her cut, then slashed at her legs, but she danced above my blade. What she didn't expect was my remaining low, pivoting on my left hand. As she landed, I swept my legs through her legs, clicking her ankles together and toppling her.

I sprang up to press my attack, but she never hit the ground. She turned her fall into a languid backward somersault. The second she touched down, she drove at me again, feinting left and right. I backed away, moving to parry. When her blow finally came in on my left, I caught it on the forte of my blade and brought it up and over in a big circular parry. As I did so I slid forward so we stood shoulder to shoulder for a second. I cranked my left elbow up into her facemask, driving her back, then batted away a quick slash.

[...]

The Saarai-kaar came at me with cold fury, her blade held in the style of the Anzati who slew my grandfather. She aimed a cut across my middle that I danced back from, then she slashed it down toward my trailing leg. The gold blade sliced through my robe and roasted a layer or two of skin off the top of my right thigh, but did no serious damage. I pivoted on that foot and arced my left foot around to catch her in the flank, pitching her across the room to where she crashed against a duraplast chest full of coins.

She crawled a handful of them back in my direction and I realized a second too late what she was really doing. With a telekinetic push she accelerated them at me. I got my lightsaber up and deflected most of them, but two thudded against my chest and one skipped off my forehead, opening up a cut above my right eye.

"Enough of this." I opened myself fully to the Force and felt it flow through me. I came in at her, beat her blade aside and planted a front kick against her armored belly. She bounced back a step, but then slashed down and in at me as she quickly advanced. I parried her hard and to the right, then shifted my wrists and came up through a slash that should have cut right through her bracer and taken her left hand off.

I felt a jolt run through my lightsaber, numbing my hands as the blade flickered and died. She recoiled, clutching at her smoking armor, her own lightsaber going out as it fell from her hand.

Source: I, Jedi

Corran spars evenly with Kam Solusar and from the dialogue of the comic, Kam used the Force to "win" their match, suggesting Kam would have either great difficulty to win via skill or that he couldn't do so:

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Corran fights a Yuuzhan Vong in single combat after nearly fainting moments earlier from burning his arm with a lightsaber. Corran would trick the younger and not-as-experienced Vong warrior with his unique lightsaber, extending his blade and stabbing the warrior through the eye:

Corran raised his left hand and extended two fingers toward the Yuuzhan Vong. He forced himself to ignore the pain and composed his face in an expression that suggested facing two Yuuzhan Vong was slightly less inconvenient than getting his beard trimmed. He bent his wrist to motion them forward, inviting them down to meet him in single combat.

The lead Yuuzhan Vong let his amphistaff coil itself around his waist. He stepped to the side and waved his subordinate forward. The other Yuuzhan Vong, whom Corran thought of as the younger, bounced down several steps, then set himself in a pose of great martial grandeur. His amphistaff slithered down into his hand and stiffened itself.

[...]

Corran twirled his silver lightsaber blade around in a humming circle, then moved to interpose himself between the Yuuzhan Vong and Ganner's line of retreat. "I hope you two think this is a good day to die."

The younger Yuuzhan Vong slowly stalked down the steps and spun his amphistaff in his right hand. He held his left hand out toward Corran, with his gauntleted fingers splayed out. The Yuuzhan Vong moved with the casual grace of a predator. He took one step toward Corran's left, clearly as the first part of a gambit to make Corran circle around and present his back to the elder Yuuzhan Vong.

Corran countered by stepping to his left and bringing his left hand onto the hilt of the lightsaber. The blade's hilt had been constructed long ago from the throttle assembly of a speeder bike, so it had ample length to accommodate the second hand. Corran brought his hands down toward his waist and pointed the blade at the younger Yuuzhan Vong's throat.

The Yuuzhan Vong came in with a sweeping slash at Corran's left leg. Corran blocked the cut low. The tip of his lightsaber sliced through the shell floor with ease, leaving a blackened scar between the two of them. At least now I know Ganner can cut his way out of this place. Corran stepped back and aimed his lightsaber at the Yuuzhan Vong again.

The Yuuzhan Vong tried the same attack a second time. Corran parried a bit higher, then pivoted on his right foot. His left foot came around in a roundhouse kick that caught the Vong in the chest. The younger warrior fell back and went down, then rolled from beneath Corran's overhand strike. The blow left another scar in the shell, but by the time Corran had pulled his blade free, the Vong had gotten up again and set himself for an attack.

Corran squared off with him, presenting his left flank for attack. He held the lightsaber's hilt up near his right ear, with the blade pointing straight forward. He leveled it at the Vong's eyes, then gave the alien a nod. "You want me, come get me."

The Yuuzhan Vong took a step forward, and Corran cranked his wrist around. The throttle assembly twisted, swapping a diamond for an emerald in the lightsaber's interior assembly. The energy beam narrowed and went from silver to purple, then more than doubled in length. The blade's tip stabbed deep through the younger Vong's left eye socket.

The Yuuzhan Vong jerked and bounced as his limbs snapped straight. He fell back, slipping from the blade's tip, with smoke rising from his skull. He clattered to the shell floor, his limp limbs rebounding from the hard surface, then he twitched once and lay still.

Source; The New Jedi Order - Dark Tide I: Onslaught

Corran them immediately fights another, more experienced Yuuzhan Vong warrior after he defeated the one mentioned above. The fight is even throughout and near the end, Corran manages to nearly cut the Vong's left off after a desperate, last clash between the two of them:

The elder Yuuzhan Vong moved down the steps with a fluid gait that was not hurried. He did not waste the effort to twirl his amphistaff, but instead held it in two hands, high right, left left, ready to fend off any long-bladed strike at his eyes. The leathery joints on his armor creaked as he moved, slowly circling. Hungry eyes watched Corran and seemed to take note of the fluid dripping from his left wrist when the Jedi let the arm hang at his side.

The elder Yuuzhan Vong stopped and set himself. He pulled both hands up above his head. The amphistaff straightened itself into a spear, with its head flattening out into a thin blade. Corran crouched low, making himself a small target, with his lightsaber held in both hands. The sizzling silver beam splashed bright highlights over the Vong's armor.

They waited.

Corran could not sense the Yuuzhan Vong through the Force, and the magnificence of the Vong warrior challenged his physical senses as well. All the other activity outside the shell vanished as Corran focused on his enemy. Despite all their differences—their nature, their origins—the two of them were shaped in the same mold. The Yuuzhan Vong had killed people Corran claimed as his own, and vice versa. Both of them were trained warriors now facing a skilled foe. Only one of them would walk away at best.

[...]

He wondered if the Yuuzhan Vong warrior was thinking the same thing, and then the Vong attacked. He slashed low and to the right. Corran parried, then lunged with his hissing blade. The Vong slipped to the right, trailing smoke from where the blade caught the armor over his right hip, then he slashed back with his amphistaff. The tip caught Corran on the right thigh, slicing through clothes and flesh, spraying blood up onto the walls.

Corran whirled, shunting the pain aside, then darted in and slashed twice at the Yuuzhan Vong's right flank. The Vong brought the amphistaff across in a vertical block and then, with a twist of his left wrist, powered the lightsaber blade up and around. Corran cocked his wrists, bringing the blade back so it almost touched the crown of his head, then lashed forward with it. The lightsaber sparked off the armor on the Vong's right shoulder.

The Yuuzhan Vong spun away from a cut at his neck, then continued the spin and slashed with a backhanded cut at Corran's knees. The Jedi leapt above it, then sliced down at the Vong's left elbow as it flashed past. The silver blade pierced the leathery joint and scored flesh, winning a hiss and a small black rivulet of blood from the Vong.

The two combatants backed off for a second, each eyeing the other. Corran could feel the warmth spreading from his leg. The Yuuzhan Vong's blood dripped down beneath the armor, forcing him to remove his gauntlet and dry his left hand against his chest. Each fighter nodded to the other, out of respect. And out of fear, just a hint of it.

They set themselves. The Yuuzhan Vong again raised his amphistaff above his head. Corran lowered the tip of his blade, letting it point at one of the Vong's knees. He drew in a deep breath, then shifted his shoulders. This is it.

War cries echoed within the chamber as each fighter sprinted across the floor at his foe. Corran ducked his head, letting the amphistaff flash past over his right shoulder. His lightsaber slipped into the space between the Yuuzhan Vong's knees, then Corran brought both hands up. The silver blade split the armored joint at the Vong's right hip. Corran sawed the blade forward and back once, lifting as he went, then spun away to the left.

Inexplicably his spin went out of control, and he crashed to the ground. He felt a moment of pain in his back, near his spine, then his legs went numb. His lightsaber skittered from his hand, scoring a small circle in the shell. Corran landed hard on his back, but avoided smashing his head into the ground.

Fear and urgency pounded him. He tried to sit up, but couldn't. Past his feet he saw the Yuuzhan Vong's amphistaff coiled near its master, hissing, flashing fangs, and he knew in an instant what had happened to him. He reached his right hand beneath his back and felt the torn cloth, the nasty bite mark. His hand came away slick with blood. Venom, too, I have no doubt. The numbness is spreading.

Source: The New Jedi Order - Dark Tide I: Onslaught

Corran spars with Mara Jade Skywalker to help him regain his stamina. He had previously been in bacta treatments in order to help him heal life-threatening injuries he sustained from fighting Yuuzhan Vong and being poisoned by their amphistaff's venom. The spar is meant to be a light fight that is geared not towards harming the other person but to force them to prevent harm from happening to them. Despite this, though, Corran used it to test out a new strategy he had in mind for dealing with the Yuuzhan Vong. Corran's lightsaber is unique because it can double its length and be used as a surprise attack for those who don't know this ability, however Corran decided to use that as a feint by turning off his lightsaber after it extended, causing Mara's attack that would have swatted his bade away to go through the air, which would have left her open once Corran reignited his lightsaber:

The hiss-crack of lightsaber smashing against lightsaber drowned out the sharp intake of Luke Skywalker's breath. He watched as the blow that had been struck drove Mara Jade Skywalker back and had her stumbling. Luke could feel the way the Force flowed around her and through her. Jagged, precipitous lines seemed to attack her, to trip her up. He reached out with a hand, ready to smooth sharp lines into gentle curves.

Yet even before he could do that, Mara used the physical momentum of her retreat. She rolled down onto her right hip, then came around slashing wide and level with her blue lightsaber. Her red hair shone with reflected highlights as it lashed from one shoulder to another. Her green eyes blazed with another sort of light, one that matched the feral snarl on her face, betraying no sense of weakness from her debilitating illness.

The foe leapt above the slash, though not as high or as gracefully as other Jedi might have. Corran Horn landed and shifted his silver lightsaber to his left hand and stabbed it toward the ground. It sparked as it caught Mara's return cut. Corran then pivoted on the ball of his left foot and snapped a side kick at Mara's head. She ducked back, rolling through a somersault, then came up on her feet.

Her blade came up in a guard high by her right ear. Corran faced her, his blade held in two hands and running from his belly toward a point beside his right instep. The light from their blades turned their sweat into an iridescent sheen visible on Mara's face and bare arms and on Corran's dripping torso.

Mara attacked and Corran parried. They exchanged blows, each retreating and attacking in turn. Luke marveled at the complexity of the Force flows around them. He had seen greater displays of the Force—years ago before I understood the Force's subtleties—and more fluid displays of swordsmanship, but the fight he witnessed here was altogether different. Mara and Corran, longtime friends, each sought to push the other to the limit, and relied on guile and skill and strength to do it. They shifted from defense to attack, and through a myriad modes of each. The object was not to do damage, but to force the other person to prevent damage.

What made it even more remarkable was that neither of them was in full, good health. Mara had been battling a disease that sapped her strength and defied Luke's best efforts to help her. He knew things could have been worse: of a hundred people diagnosed with the ailment, only she had survived. Her strength in the Force has sustained her, and in combat she lets the Force race through her.

Corran had only recently completed bacta therapy for life-threatening wounds he'd earned in a fight with the Yuuzhan Vong on Bimmiel. While the injuries had healed, including the long-term effects of a biotoxin, getting his conditioning back and regaining his combat edge was not easy. Luke could see Corran's chest heaving with the exercise and smiled. Neither of us is as young as we once were.

Mara clashed her blade against Corran's, driving him back. Corran's right ankle twisted, dumping him to the workout room floor. He rolled back through a somersault and came up on his right knee, with his left flank closer to Mara than his right. He held his lightsaber in toward his belly, then rotated his right hand. The weapon's internal assembly shifted, more than doubling the length of the lightsaber's blade and infusing it with a deep amethyst hue.

Mara laughed sharply and swung her blade at the slender purple energy rod opposing her. While Corran's weapon did give him reach on her, a simple beat attack would swing the bade wide, then she could dart forward and spit Corran with a lunge. The surprise of Corran's blade-lengthening tactic had worked on enemies before, but Luke knew Mara must have been expecting it and had long since worked out a strategy to deal with it.

She swung her blue blade to batter Corran's blade aside, but got no spark and no hiss from a collision of the blades. Her mighty swing spun her around, and as she completed the circle, the blue blade carved an infinity symbol in the air before her. She dropped back two steps, then thumbed her blade off and bowed in Corran's direction, before slumping to her knees with sweat pasting locks of hair to her cheeks.

Luke arched an eyebrow at Corran. "How long have you been waiting to use that tactic?"

Corran shut his blade off, then rotated the assembly back into its original position. He slid off his right ankle and onto his butt, then sat cross-legged on the floor. "The Vong got me thinking about it. We can't feel them through the Force, so we can't feel where they are. That makes them difficult to defend against."

Mara snorted. "Turning your blade off in the middle of a fight like that is a foolish thing to do."

"I know, but I could have just as easily switched blade lengths as you went to beat my blade aside. A stop thrust is very effective against an incoming enemy, if you know the enemy is incoming. I figured you'd have to press your attack. I doubled the blade, giving you a way to take my weapon out of play, then killed the blade as you went to knock it aside. Another touch of the thumb and you get spitted."

Source: The New Jedi Order - Dark Tide II: Ruin

Corran quickly defeats a Yuuzhan Vong warrior after kicking him back into a planter that forced him off balance and got him trapped with a tree, leaving him open for Corran to kill him:

Off to his right, Corran and his silver lightsaber entered the fight. He swept past and through two reptoids, spilling smoking bodies left and right, then met the Yuuzhan Vong leader on equal footing. The Jedi feinted high, then slashed low. The lightsaber's argent blade sparked off the vonduun crab armor covering the Yuuzhan Vong's shins, but did not penetrate to the flesh.

The warrior took a half step back, then scythed his staff around in a cut that came at Corran's left flank. The Jedi spun inside the arc of the cut and parried it wide with the blade held in his right hand. This left Corran standing with his back to the Yuuzhan Vong's front, just for a second. He continued his spin, pivoting now on his right foot, and brought his left foot up in a roundhouse kick that cracked his heel against the Yuuzhan Vong's face mask.

The Yuuzhan Vong staggered backwards and caught his legs against a planter. He fell back, off balance, and found his limbs trapped by the branches of a spindly ornamental fruit tree. Corran closed and slashed at him twice. The first cut traced a scar across the Yuuzhan Vong's armored belly, then the return stroke opened him from hip to hip.

Source: The New Jedi Order - Dark Tide II: Ruin

Corran defeats the Yuuzhan Vong commander Shedao Shai in single combat. The beginning of the match would see them perfectly matched to where Luke Skywalker believed the winner would be decided by a single mistake. Corran ended up being stabbed through the right side of his hip but still be able to put up a defense after he angered Shai until he was knocked down to his knees. Knowing Shai had given to his anger, however, Corran deactivated his lightsaber during a downward swing and threw off Shedao Shai's rhythm and focus for a brief moment, but was enough for Corran to slip his lightsaber inside of his guard and stab him stomach to throat, killing the Vong commander instantly:

Shedao Shai is a powerful Yuuzhan Vong warrior and commander of the battle fleet that assaults Garqi, Agamar, Dathomir, and Ithor. Lean and fierce, he is a frightening figure, deadly in combat and nigh invincible in battle. His body bears the marks of dozens of honors, a sign of the respect accorded him by his people.

Source: The New Jedi Order Sourcebook

The duel takes place a week later, with Luke Skywalker as Corran Horn's witness, and Deign Lian as Shedao Shai's. The fight is brief and violent—and though Corran is critically wounded, he makes use of a lightsaber trick he picked up from Mara Jade. As Shedao Shai lunges to deliver the deathblow, Corran Horn raises his lightsaber to block, then switches it off. Meeting no resistance to his attack, Shedao Shai falls temporarily off balance—just long enough for Corran to press his lightsaber hilt to the Yuuzhan Vong's abdomen and switch it on. Shedao Shai dies instantly.

Source: The New Jedi Order Sourcebook

Horn eventually confronted Shedao Shai, and they agreed to a duel: Corran fighting for Ithor, and Shedao Shai for the remains of Mongei Shai. Horn barely managed to defeat the commander, but that left Deign Lian in command of the alien fleet.

Source: The Complete Star Wars Encyclopedia

Shedao Shai shrugged his robe off. Though the Yuuzhan Vong warrior was cadaverously slender, Luke could tell that did not translate into weakness. The warrior plucked the amphistaff from the ground, whirled it in a blurred circle, then snapped it to a stop against the back of his right arm, the hissing head at his wrist and the sharpened tail stabbing up into the blue sky. "You are the murderer of Neira Shai and Dranae Shai, my kinsmen."

Corran stood, slowly and deliberately. Luke could feel the Force gathering in him, swirling around him. "And you murdered my friend, Elegos A'Kla. It is not over the past we fight, but to win the future."

"You, perhaps." The Yuuzhan Vong drew himself up tall and straight, then bowed his head toward Corran. "I fight for the honor of the Yuuzhan Vong and Domain Shai."

The Corellian returned the nod. "So much risk for such a paltry gain."

Amphistaff spun and lightsaber rose. A slash blocked high, a low cut burning grass but not leaping legs. Combatants slipping past each other, turning, striking, blocking. The amphistaff's hiss rivaling that of the lightsaber. Weapons flashing forward, retreating, then riposting.

Luke felt the Force wreathing Corran. It strengthened him and quickened him, but could not predict for him what his enemy would do. The amphistaff cut and stabbed, always missing Corran by centimeters, or being parried aside. The Yuuzhan Vong managed to whirl his amphistaff around in time to parry Corran's lunges, or to bat away slashes. They seemed, the two of them, to be perfectly matched. Defeat will come from a single mistake.

The argent lightsaber whirled in a grand arc, then sliced in at Shedao Shai. The Yuuzhan Vong warrior moved to block the cut, but Corran dipped the blade beneath the staff. He whipped his lightsaber up in a stroke that should have split the Yuuzhan Vong from groin to throat, but Shedao Shai danced back, leaving only the smoking tails of his loincloth fluttering to the ground in his wake.

Corran closed and lunged at Shedao Shai's upper chest. With two hands on the amphistaff, the Yuuzhan Vong parried the argent blade high, then ducked his head and whirled around in a circle. The amphistaff snapped straight against Shedao Shai's right forearm, then he lunged.

Pain exploded from the Jedi as the amphistaff's tail stabbed deep into his guts. The tip tented the back of the robe over Corran's right hip, then the Yuuzhan Vong yanked the amphistaff free, spinning the Jedi to the ground. Corran curled around the holes in his right flank, drawing his knees up. His lightsaber lay smoking on the grass.

Luke wanted to reach out, to help quell Corran's pain, but he held himself back. The Jedi Master drew some small comfort from the fact that the strike had not severed Corran's spine. Could have gotten arteries, and his guts are holed, but he could survive this, if Shai gives him a chance.

Shedao Shai drew back several steps, then tugged off his mask and tossed it aside. He raised the gore-streaked amphistaff to his lips and harvested incarnadine fluid with his tongue. His lips closed for a moment, his eyes following, then he nodded.

"I vowed I would taste your blood as you die, and now I have done that."

Corran coughed once, pain flaring through the Force, then rolled up to his knees. "Good for you, pal, glad you're happy." He winced as he scooped up his lightsaber and staggered to his feet. "Had I been in your boots, I would have vowed something else."

"Oh?" The Yuuzhan Vong's eyes opened a slit. "And what would that have been?"

"I've have vowed to taste my blood after I was dead." All sense of pain vanished from the Jedi as the Force again enshrouded him. Corran waved the invader forward with his bloody left hand. "So, is this inability to make a clean kill a Vong thing, or just a Domain Shai thing? You're so sloppy those bones won't want to come home with you."

Shedao Shai's eyes snapped open. Though Luke could not read him through the Force, the fury and hatred coursing through the Yuuzhan Vong was unmistakable. The warrior darted forward, bringing the amphistaff up and around in a two-handed overhead blow. He smashed it down on Corran's upraised lightsaber, driving the Jedi back a step.

Again and again he rained blows down with bone-jarring impact. Corran retreated, giving up a step or two with each attack. As Sheado Shai's fury built, so did his strength, forcing Corran to raise his left hand from the hole in his side to the hilt of his lightsaber. Another blow battered the silver blade, and another, buckling Corran's legs, dropping him to his knees.

Shedao Shai towered over him, rising up on his tiptoes to deliver that final blow. The amphistaff rose and crashed down, set to bash the lightsaber back into its wielder, slaying an infidel with the blasphemous weapon he embraced.

With a flick of his thumb, Corran killed the blade and sagged forward.

Overbalanced because his weapon met no resistance, Shedao Shai buried his amphistaff deep in the ground and stumbled a half-step forward. The surprise registering on his face widened his eyes, then his lips peeled back in a feral grin as Corran pressed his lightsaber against the Yuuzhan Vong's stomach. The lightsaber hissed. Argent light poured from Shedao Shai's mouth a second before he vomited black blood and collapsed to the ground, his spine severed, his belly smoking.

Source: The New Jedi Order - Dark Tide II: Ruin

Corran defeats a Yuuzhan Vong warrior in a vacuum while wearing a vac suit, obviously having his movements slowed:

The other warrior was battling Corran, while Tahiri tried to work the lock.

Corran's dual-phase weapon moved in tightly controlled arcs, always where it needed to be. That fight was nearing its end, too. Corran had stripped a long patch of cloaker from his enemy's arm. It was already healing, but vonduun and frostbite had done their damage; the arm hung uselessly. Corran parried a flurry of increasingly wilder and more desperate attacks. Taking the last in a parry that pushed his opponent's staff high above their heads, he then turned his point down and drove it into the warrior's exposed armpit. The blade sank deep, but the warrior still brought his weapon down, cracking solidly against Corran's head. Both men fell away, Corran with his hands to his helmet, the Yuuzhan Vong writhing in death throes.

Source: The New Jedi Order - Edge of Victory II: Rebirth

Corran and Tahiri Veila fight Yuuzhan Vong warriors off-screen, but fight enough of them to be cut up from deeply. They then fight and kill seven more warriors after arriving inside of Nen Yim's room:

The ship was as she had seen it the day before, shimmering gently, waiting for her. Excitement grew in her. She was stepping forward, touching it with her master's hand, when several figures burst through the doorway into the room.

Two humans, and, by their whipping, burning unlife brands, certainly Jedi. They were engaged with eight warriors. Both of the humans already bore several bloody gashes, but as she watched, two more Yuuzhan Vong warriors fell from sizzling, cauterized wounds.

One of the remaining guards turned to face her.

"Master Yim, flee. There is danger here."

She knew him—Bhasu Ruuq, quiet for a warrior. She thought she'd caught him giving her admiring glances before.

"My apologies," she said. She extended her master's hand, and a long, whiplike sting no thicker than a straw snaked out and impaled him through the eye. He died without a sound. She curled her hand, and the sting wrapped around the neck of another warrior and bit through the arteries of his neck. She released it, recalled it, and shot it back out to kill a third.

The Jedi cut down the last of their stunned opponents and stood panting over corpses, staring at her.

Source: The New Jedi Order - The Final Prophecy

Corran, Luke Skywalker, Jacen Solo, and Saba Sebatyne kill a group of Yuuzhan Vong warriors on Zonoma Sekot. The warriors were originally thirty strong but had their numbers dwindled by the Jade Shadow firing at the circle that trapped Corran and Tahiri Veila. After the initial firing, the four Jedi engage the warriors off-screen while the book focuses on Tahiri trying to catch up to and kill Nom Anor. After she fails and falls off of the ship he was escaping in, we see Corran and the other Jedi appear to have killed the remaining Yuuzhan Vong warriors:

"Right," Corran said. "And that's your first lesson for the day—don't hang on to your illusions."

"I was hoping more for a crash course in 'how to kick butt when you're outnumbered thirty to two.'"

"Well, if you're going to be picky about what I teach . . ."

"Quickly!" Nom Anor shouted, from near the ship. "There is little time."

The circle contracted more rapidly. The ground trembled again, and pain pulsed through the Force. Pain and something else—something familiar.

She hadn't had time to sort it out when a track of green laserfire ran through the warriors on their right flank, then their left, and suddenly a gleaming spacecraft came into view. It dropped to hover a few meters off the ground.

"Jade Shadow!" Corran whooped. "It's Mara and Luke!"

Even as he said it, the landing ramp dropped down, and Luke Skywalker and Jacen Solo leapt out, followed by the hulking reptilian figure of Saba Sebatyne. Three new lightsabers flared to life. Then the Shadow leapt back up, turned, and began raining fire on the Yuuzhan Vong craft.

The remaining warriors shook off their stupor and charged, but Tahiri ignored them, tearing through one of the gaps cut by the Shadow. Nom Anor wasn't watching her—instead he was dodging laserfire, trying to reach the landing ramp of the Yuuzhan Vong ship. He made it there only a few meters ahead of her, but as soon as he was on it, it began to retract.

With a war cry, she hurled herself through the air, landing on the ramp, sweeping her lightsaber toward the executor's head.

Nom Anor ducked at the last instant and her lightsaber cut into the coral hull. He scrambled away from her, and she started to follow, but the ship suddenly bounded up from the ground, twisting as it went. Tahiri lost her footing and fell. She grasped at the edge of the retracting ramp and missed, but caught the edge of a plasma cannon with her left hand. Furiously, she cut at the hull with her lightsaber. It resisted the blow, and her weight suddenly tripled as the ship went into drive. She lost her grip and went whirling back to the ground, landing so hard all of the wind went out of her. She lay there, trying to recover, watching helplessly as the yorik coral vessel bored up through the atmosphere with Jade Shadow in hot pursuit.

Another wrenching wave of pain from the planet lashed at her, and again the ground shifted. Wheezing, she forced herself to her feet.

Corran, Luke, and Jacen were trotting toward her. Saba was standing at the edge of the clearing, staring out at the towers. The Yuuzhan Vong warriors all appeared to be dead.

Source: The New Jedi Order - The Final Prophecy

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