I lost my Copy System and awakened a Plundering System - Chapter 188

Chapter 188: Battle between the Luminari and Royal Academy (2)
Back in the arena, Fian’s eyes locked onto Draco’s with deadly intent.

“You’re going to regret ever trying to kill our young master. Like I said, I’m going to kill you.”

Draco stared at the young man. He remembered their first encounter—when Fian had arrogantly declared that he would claim Draco’s head at the beginning of the contest.

Then, Draco smirked and opened his mouth to speak.

What he said next sent waves of shock through the crowd…

“Hmph, your young master dares to try and rape my woman,” Draco snorted. He didn’t mind severing the relationship between him and the Night Clan; they were already enemies to the death, and he planned on eliminating them.

Draco’s words sent shockwaves through the arena, while the Night Clan seethed with rage. Their teeth clenched together as they glared at Draco, feeling an overwhelming urge to skin him alive.

Even Fian was momentarily stunned before he regained his composure. “Hmph, I never thought you would stoop so low as to frame our young master.”

His words reignited the Night Clan’s morale. He had successfully defended the clan’s reputation. Draco had no evidence to support his claim, and as members of the Night Clan, most citizens would believe their words over his.

And so it was—some thought Draco was merely trying to tarnish the Night Clan’s reputation due to his personal grudge. They believed he was spreading false news to the crowd, and whatever impression they had of him quickly soured.

The Luminari Academy was both surprised and worried about why Draco had said such a thing. By doing this, he had ensured there was no chance of reconciliation between him and the Night Clan.

They would make sure to kill Draco now.

Draco chuckled when he heard Fian’s words and saw how the crowd reacted.

“Oh? Then do you want me to show the video before you?” Draco smirked.

His words made the entire Night Clan turn pale. They looked at Draco with anger and pure killing intent, some not even bothering to hide it.

“Do you like talking? We are here for battle,” Damien snorted, interrupting them. His words shifted the crowd’s focus back to the main event—yes, this was a battle, a clash between two top academies, where one would fall tonight.

“Battle begins in 3…” The familiar robotic voice resounded.

“2…”

“1…”

The match began. They all charged at each other—Draco against Damien, as expected.

Blum against Fian.

And Ming against the Star Boy.

Draco and Damien were familiar with each other’s skills. As they maintained a stalemate, Damien remained on guard against Draco in case he charged toward him, aiming to take his life as before.

Blum looked at Fian. Fian ridiculed him, “I hope you don’t lose this early.”

All of a sudden, he heard Blum’s voice behind him.

“And I would say the same to you.”

Fian’s expression turned to shock. He struck at Blum with a punch, and Blum countered with his own. Their fists collided, generating a powerful explosion.

Fian felt his arm, the one he had used to punch Blum, go numb, lightning coursing through it. He was shocked by this.

Meanwhile, on Ming’s side, a purple-haired young man stood before him, scrutinizing him with a sharp gaze.

“You look weak, but I can feel an oddly powerful aura from you,” the purple-haired young man muttered.

Ming was surprised. He hadn’t expected the young man to notice this, but the realization filled him with excitement. It showed that this purple-haired young man was strong, meaning he would have a worthy opponent to battle.

The purple-haired young man took the first strike. His hands shone with a purple light as his fist pierced through the air.

Ming snorted as his body felt somewhat unreal, as if it didn’t exist in this space. The young man’s hand passed through Ming’s body, unable to cause any damage.

The purple-haired young man was surprised, but of course, Ming wouldn’t miss this opportunity to counterattack. He took a step forward and launched a punch, but his fist was stopped by a purple shield.

“So, you have the ability to control space. What a profound ability,” the purple-haired young man chuckled.

The crowd felt their blood boil as they watched. They never expected Blum and Ming to be this strong—it was shocking.

Blum’s use of thunder and Ming’s control over space were powerful abilities. This was surprising.

“I wonder how you were able to find such talent,” Ken chuckled. When he said this, the others from the academy also turned to look at Tera.

When the Luminari Academy was at its lowest, fate seemed to compensate them with extraordinary talent, which was astonishing.

They could see that Blum and Ming’s abilities were not fragmented ones, like those who could only wield partial elemental abilities—such as fireball, fire sword, water ball, water wave, teleportation, or space fracture.

Their abilities were primitive, the very source of these powers. This meant that all fire-based abilities, for example, could be copied and easily used by them.

Draco and Damien clashed.

“Ice Age!”

“Ice Age!”

“Hmph, you never learn. I’ve already mastered everything about your skills,” Damien snorted.

Everyone loved how this battle was unfolding—another peak moment. Of course, Draco’s gaze never left Blum and Ming. He knew they could handle the remaining two, but seeing it with his own eyes reassured him.

“Hmph, are you sure?” Draco snorted.

“ICE AGE!”

But this time, something surprising happened. Damien realized he couldn’t copy it. More than that, he recognized the aura now radiating from it.

It was Origin Heaven Might—the reason why Damien couldn’t replicate the technique.

The Ice Age skill spread everywhere, aiming to freeze Damien. However, one could notice that it didn’t affect Blum and Ming’s battle.

Even though they were all in the same arena, the space was vast—large enough to accommodate ten fighters at once. From the outside, it seemed small, but upon entering, it was far larger than it appeared.

Additionally, each battle was taking place in different sections of the arena, which was why they weren’t interfering with one another. This had been the case since the match began, though they had never been this separated before.

It was well known that the contestants from both the Luminari Academy and the Royal Academy were proud geniuses. None of them would want to fight three-on-one or two-on-one at the beginning of a match.

They preferred one-on-one combat. Without it, one couldn’t test their limits, and the fight wouldn’t be as thrilling.

The Ice Age skill froze Damien. Suspense filled the crowd, and everyone fell silent.

Would Damien escape, or was this the end?

Suddenly, they got their answer. Cracks began to spread across the ice statue, and Damien’s figure burst out, completely unharmed.

Draco’s gaze remained unfazed—he had expected this. Damien hadn’t even used the strength he displayed in the Small World, and Draco was sure he had grown even stronger.

Then, Damien did something shocking—he released the Ice Age skill. But what was truly astonishing was that it now carried Origin Heaven Might.

Everyone, including Draco, was stunned.

“Now, the battle is getting much more fun,” Draco muttered.

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