I lost my Copy System and awakened a Plundering System - Chapter 195

Chapter 195: Battle between the Luminari and Royal Academy (9)
Back to the battle—

Ming was still getting overwhelmed by Astron, unable to use his Space Power.

Then suddenly, as Astron prepared to punch him, a blade came for him—it seemed to contain everything.

This was Space Blade, one of Ming’s skills.

Astron’s instincts kicked in immediately.

“Star Shield!”

The shield formed instantly, protecting him from the Space Blade. But that wasn’t all—Ming wasn’t done yet.

“Space-Time Lock!”

Astron felt his body freeze. He couldn’t move at all—blink, breathe, everything felt still at that moment. He was cut off from the Originat.

Everyone who saw this change—Ming sealing Astron with a space-time lock—was amazed by this counterattack.

The middle-aged man who saw this sighed. Everything now depended on Astron. He would have to release his full strength, but the first thing that mattered was how he was going to escape from the space-time lock.

The crowd watching this fell silent, observing as Ming moved toward Astron. “It’s time for this battle to end,” Ming muttered.

He channeled his Originat into his arms and also controlled his domain to fuse with his arm.

Now, his arm was an embodiment of his domain. Everyone was shocked by this. Most of them sighed, thinking there was no more hope for Astron.

Channeling one’s domain into a strike is like using a trump card, as its strength is monstrous and overwhelming. But before one can do this, they must be in sync with their domain and have a strong physical body.

Ming moved, his fist hitting Astron’s frozen body.

**BOOM!**

A large explosion was caused. Astron’s body was unlocked due to the interference of an external force, but Ming’s attack had already caused devastating injuries.

Astron was sent flying to the ground, his body creating a dent in the arena. His condition was unknown.

Most thought that even if Astron wasn’t left breathless, he would be severely and seriously injured.

He had no way of escaping this.

A few minutes passed, and Ming and the crowd were still waiting for Astron’s figure to be revealed.

Ming didn’t check because perhaps Astron would try to make a last-minute move. Also, if he were severely injured, there was no way he could heal quickly enough to battle Ming, who was still in his prime.

And one couldn’t say—miracles might happen. It might turn out that Astron wasn’t injured, which would mean going to the dent caused by Astron was purposely putting himself in a trap.

It was as if the heavens knew what Ming was thinking.

“Well, hopefully, I knew something was wrong, so I put up a shield,” Astron’s voice rang out as he flew out of the dent, standing in front of Ming unharmed.

The entire crowd was shocked by this. Ming scrutinized Astron, wondering how he had avoided his attack without being seriously injured.

Astron chuckled. He, too, had noticed something was wrong when he saw that Ming didn’t use his domain. To prevent unforeseen circumstances, he had put up a defense against Ming.

He never thought this would be so helpful, protecting him from being eliminated from the contest.

He looked at Ming. He had really underestimated him. Space-Time Lock—this was a profound space-time skill, one that the current him couldn’t easily defend against. But…

“I’m sure you aren’t able to use it again,” Astron chuckled.

If Ming could use it multiple times, there would have been no need for him to make Astron let his guard down to use it. But it seemed it was a one-time skill, which was why Ming had lied low and watched as Astron was beaten, suppressed, and punched.

Ming just snorted, while Astron chuckled. The crowd was seething with excitement as the opponents counterattacked one another.

“Now, let me use my full strength,” Astron roared.

His body began to shine like the sun, his Originat sending out a strong aura. He looked like the sun, his entire being feeling as if it was burning under a golden fire.

The crowd watched this in excitement. It is said that the males of the Starwood Clan know how to control the star Originat of the sun, while the females know how to control the star Originat of the moon.

But not all can be compatible with using the sun’s Originat. Only the geniuses and those with a defying and tenacious will can control and wield it for their use.

The strange phenomenon withdrew, exposing Astron’s figure. His purple eyes and hair had turned golden-purple—they were literally burning in golden flames, yet showed no signs of being burned.

But that wasn’t all. Astron brought out a golden spear—its aura was strong and piercing, like the sun itself.

Ming’s expression turned serious. He waved his hand, and a disc appeared—it seemed to exist in all timelines. It looked meek and weak, yet anyone who laid eyes on it would feel chills run down their spine.

The crowd watched in shock and wonder. Where had these young ones found such weapons—especially Ming and Blum? Now, they could also see the hammer that Blum had brought out and the dagger that Fian wielded.

Each of these weapons’ auras wasn’t weaker than an Earth-Grade Weapon. Where did they find them?

Tera watched in shock. They kept surprising him. And when he looked at Draco’s battle, he was left even more speechless, remembering what Draco had unleashed that had shocked the entire crowd.

Both Ming and Astron’s auras clashed. They moved simultaneously, locking eyes against each other—their figures flashing too quickly for most people’s eyes to follow.

Ming used his space-time ability, controlling the disc. A whirlpool appeared, seemingly ready to suck someone in and trap them in space and time.

Astron snorted. He gripped his spear—it burned with the life force of the sun, seeking to burn and refine all things.

The auras of both weapons clashed, neither willing to give in, each trying to suppress the other.

Hmph! Their users snorted as they separated, then charged again.

CLANG! BOOM! CLANG! BOOM!

Within a minute, they had exchanged over a hundred blows, neither willing to give up.

But as they fought, they realized they were evenly matched. No matter what skill Ming used, Astron always countered it—and vice versa.

They separated again and began channeling their Originat into their weapons.

They knew that continuing to fight like this wouldn’t determine a winner—it would only waste time.

So, it was better to settle this in one final strike.

They poured all their power into their weapons. Astron’s body burned with golden flames, while Ming’s body felt unreal—almost as if he didn’t belong to this time and space.

The flames on Astron’s body were absorbed by the golden spear, while Ming’s body reappeared, the space-time disc glowing with radiant light.

“Burning Sun Apocalypse!”

“Shattering of Space-Time!”

Both opponents charged forward—their weapons colliding.

For a brief moment, there was silence.

Then…

BOOM!

A massive explosion erupted, sending both of them flying with grievous injuries. They felt every ligament and bone in their bodies break.

They were extremely dizzy, wallowing in pain, struggling to move.

Then, another large explosion occurred, shocking them.

The screen that separated their battle from the rest had been shattered by the blast.

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