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In a world where strength reigns supreme, Leon Xian was nothing but a cripple, mocked and humiliated by his peers. Betrayed, abandoned, and cast aside—his fate seemed sealed.

Until he awakened the Limitless Copy System.

Steal any talent. Copy any technique. Master any power.

With a single touch, he rises from the depths of mediocrity to stand above geniuses. The arrogant elites who once looked down on him? He crushes them with their own techniques. The noble beauty who broke off their engagement? Now, she regrets it.

From a sect’s laughingstock to an unstoppable force, Leon’s journey has just begun. Enemies will kneel, beauties will fall, and legends will be rewritten.

Watch as the trash becomes invincible!

Supreme Copy System: From Trash to Invincible

Flames roared around Feng Zhen as he took a step forward, his red robes billowing from the heat. The sheer intensity of his Flame Dragon Arts caused the ground beneath him to scorch, cracks forming from the unbearable temperature.

The watching disciples were forced to step back.

"I heard Feng Zhen's Flame Dragon Arts can melt steel in seconds."

"Leon might have been impressive before, but there's no way he can handle this!"

But in contrast to the murmurs of concern, Leon Xian stood still, completely relaxed.

Feng Zhen smirked at his composure. "What's wrong? Too scared to move?"

Leon chuckled. "No, I'm just thinking about how I should copy your technique."

Feng Zhen's smirk twitched. "Arrogant bastard!"

Feng Zhen dashed forward, his fists coated in blazing flames as he swung toward Leon with terrifying force.

The sheer heatwave made the air shimmer, and the crowd gasped as they watched the attack close in.

In an instant, he reappeared behind Feng Zhen, standing casually with his hands in his pockets.

Feng Zhen's eyes widened. "What—?!"

A surge of power flowed through Leon's body as fiery energy fused into his veins. He clenched his fist, feeling the intense heat now at his command.

Feng Zhen turned, fury in his eyes. "What the hell did you just do?!"

Leon's body suddenly erupted with the exact same flames as Feng Zhen's!

"Leon is using the Flame Dragon Arts?!"

"But how?! That's Feng Zhen's exclusive technique!"

Even Feng Zhen himself looked momentarily stunned. He had trained in this technique for years—how could Leon just use it like that?!

Leon raised his hand, his palm now burning with golden-red flames. "Flame Dragon Fist."

—and reappeared right in front of Feng Zhen!

A fist wreathed in fire smashed into Feng Zhen's stomach, sending him flying backward like a cannonball!

Feng Zhen slammed into the training ground walls, coughing up blackened smoke as the flames burned his robes.

Leon casually dusted off his hands, as if nothing had happened. "Not bad. But I think I used your technique better than you."

The disciples watching felt their minds shatter.

"He just copied his opponent's ability mid-fight…"

"And instantly used it at full power?!"

"Leon Xian… just what kind of monster is he?!"

Feng Zhen groaned, barely able to move. He was completely defeated.

Leon stepped forward, crouching beside him. "Still think I need to be reminded of my place?"

Feng Zhen's face twisted, but he couldn't deny the truth.

As Leon stood up, he suddenly felt a piercing gaze watching him from above.

And there, standing on the roof of a distant pavilion, was a figure shrouded in icy mist.

She watched him with cold, calculating eyes. Unlike the others, she wasn't shocked.

Leon smirked. Good. Another strong ability to copy soon.

His path to domination was only beginning.

Chapter 7: Fire vs. Wind!