Supreme Copy System: From Trash to Invincible-Chapter 36: The First Victory

Chapter 36: The First Victory

The arena was deathly silent as Leon stood tall, his aura surging with dominance. He had just copied Zhao Feng's most powerful techniques and matched him blow for blow. This was something no one had ever witnessed before.

Zhao Feng gritted his teeth. His pride as a mid-stage Core Formation cultivator wouldn't allow him to accept this humiliation. His Qi flared violently as he prepared to unleash his trump card.

"You think copying my techniques is enough to beat me?" Zhao Feng snarled. "Then let's see how you handle my strongest attack!"

A deep, golden glow surrounded Zhao Feng's body as he channeled every ounce of Qi into his next move.

> [Titan's Wrath – Ultimate Burst!]

The ground cracked beneath his feet as a massive golden warhammer materialized in his hands, infused with his full strength. The sheer pressure made weaker disciples tremble.

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"Zhao Feng is using his strongest move!"

"That technique once shattered an elder's defensive shield! Leon is finished!"

Leon's expression remained calm. His Copy System flickered once more.

> [Titan's Wrath copied successfully]

A similar golden warhammer appeared in his grasp. Its energy was just as terrifying, causing a stir in the crowd.

Zhao Feng's eyes widened in disbelief. "You... you copied even this?"

Leon smirked. "Let's see whose technique is stronger."

Both warriors roared as they swung their weapons simultaneously.

BOOM!

The impact of their attacks created a massive shockwave that tore through the arena. The ground split apart, debris flew in all directions, and disciples were forced to shield their eyes from the intensity of the clash.

A moment later, Zhao Feng let out a pained grunt as his warhammer shattered into golden fragments. The force of the backlash sent him flying across the arena, crashing into a stone pillar.

The entire arena fell into stunned silence.

Zhao Feng—one of the most powerful disciples in the sect—was defeated in a single clash.

The referee elder took a deep breath before raising his hand.

"Winner—Leon!"

A wave of murmurs rippled through the audience.

"He actually won..."

"How is this possible?"

"What kind of power is this?"

Leon glanced at his opponent, who was struggling to stand. "You're strong, but against me, it doesn't matter. No matter what technique you use, I can use it just as well—or even better."

Zhao Feng clenched his fists, his pride shattered. He looked at Leon, not with hatred, but with something new—respect and fear.

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The Sect's Gaze Turns to Leon

After the match, Leon didn't have time to celebrate. As soon as he left the arena, an elder blocked his path.

"Leon," the elder said, his sharp eyes scanning him carefully. "Your abilities... are not normal. What kind of cultivation technique do you use?"

Leon remained calm. "Just something I developed myself."

The elder narrowed his eyes. "You've caught the attention of the sect. Don't disappoint us." With that, he turned and left.

Leon smirked. "Attention from the sect, huh? This might be useful."

As he walked away, several female disciples stole glances at him.

"That strength... he's different from the others."

"I wouldn't mind getting closer to him."

Leon noticed their gazes and chuckled to himself. Power attracts people. And now that he had revealed his strength, things were about to get very interesting.

This was just the beginning of his rise.

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End of Chapter 36