I lost my Copy System and awakened a Plundering System

**BOOM! BOOM!**

The fight continued, with Ming having a hard time battling Slyph. Slyph was simply born for the sword. Every one of his sword strikes was taken to the extreme.

*"Space Control,"* Ming muttered, raising his hands forward. He controlled the space, compressing it toward Slyph. If Slyph wasn't careful and got exiled into space, it would be a victory for Ming.

The crowd watched with excitement. Ming wasn't a popular figure in the academy; he was a low-key person. Seeing someone like him burst out with such talent and strength made them look at him in a new light.

**SWOOSH!**

The sound of a sword slash shocked Ming. He saw that the space he had compressed had been sliced through. Slyph reappeared in everyone's sight, unscathed — not even a scratch on him.

This shocked everyone, especially Ming. Slyph had just broken through space itself. Ming's expression turned serious. It seemed this battle was going to be a hellish ride.

*"With my sword, I am unstoppable,"* Slyph declared as Sword Intent burst from his body, surprising everyone. It was a Level 2 Sword Intent.

Ming looked at Slyph in surprise. It seemed his suspicions were correct — this was going to be a difficult battle.

Ming's body emitted an intent that seemed to twist space and time. It was Void Intent. The crowd was stunned — it was a Level 2 Void Intent.

The expressions of the second and third-year students turned bleak. *"Why is it that these first-year students are comprehending intent like it's nothing?"* they thought. *"Cerulean is really changing."*n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

Draco, watching this, clenched his fists tightly. He felt challenged. He had only comprehended one intent on his own — Fire Intent, which was at Level 2. But now, he had seen three of his peers comprehend Level 2 intents. It felt like a blow to him as a Plunderer.

Draco had three SSS+ talents, each one defying logic — four classes and a 10x multiplier. He was certain that if he only had one of these, he would have been defeated by now.

*"I know what you're thinking. Don't stress yourself. You have to take things slowly,"* Xylara's voice broke Draco out of his thoughts.

He looked at her with a hint of grievance. When he called her earlier, she hadn't responded. Xylara rolled her eyes when she noticed the grievance in his gaze.

Taking a deep breath, Draco sighed. What happened during his battle with Blum made him realize that he mustn't rely too much on others. *What if they aren't around when I need them?* he thought.

*"Who do you think will win?"* Draco asked Xylara.

*"The Void God Heir will win. That's a supreme intent. The Sword God Heir's intent is a major intent. But we can't be certain. Miracles can happen, like how it happened in your battle,"* Xylara replied.

Draco nodded, turning his gaze toward Slyph, who wore a relaxed expression. He felt that this white-haired guy was not to be underestimated. Such a relaxed expression could only mean one thing.

With the Void Intent, Ming was able to move freely through space, and Slyph could no longer sense him as before. The space nodes were concealed.

Slyph's Sword Intent was also shocking, as it could cut through Ming's Void Intent.

*"I think it's time to end this,"* Ming muttered, his green hair flying freely.

He moved, channeling the Void Intent through his hand, preparing to punch Slyph in the chest.

Slyph, seeing this, wasn't foolish enough to let himself be hit. He struck with his sword in hand.

But something shocking happened — his sword passed right through Ming's hand, not harming him in the slightest.

Slyph was stunned. Not wasting time, he moved like a sword, trying to avoid the incoming punch. His body was screaming with a sense of danger.

Despite his efforts, he saw Ming's fist already in front of him. *"When did it get here?"* the thought passed through his mind.

But he had no time to dwell on it. He slashed again, but the same result occurred. No matter how hard he tried to avoid the punch, it was to no avail.

He watched helplessly as the punch connected with him, sending him flying.

He landed hard, groaning in pain as he spat out a mouthful of blood. His cold white eyes now held a hint of fear. He could feel the strength behind that punch.

When he tried to heal his wounds, he was shocked to find he couldn't do so. In fact, they were worsening. He had to force out this intent, but doing so would take up to a day — time he did not have right now.

His gaze turned sharp. He would rather be broken than bend.

He stood up, picking up his sword, which lay not far from him. Holding it firmly, he calmed his heart.

Ming, seeing this, struck again. Slyph slashed in response, but the punch still hit him, inflicting another wound.

This didn't make Slyph fearful. Instead, he smiled, looking at Ming with a grin.

Seeing that grin, Ming had a bad feeling, but he struck again regardless.

**SWOOSH!**

As the punch reached midway toward Slyph, he slashed out. *"Sword Slash,"* he muttered. Such a basic move, yet Ming's body screamed with a sense of danger.

He quickly tried to withdraw his hand, but it was almost too late. Everyone watched as the sword slash grazed Ming's hand. Fortunately, he pulled it back in time.

Ming looked at Slyph, his body unknowingly drenched in sweat. Luck had saved him this time.

*"So, your fist passes through space nodes,"* Slyph said, his cold eyes fixed on Ming, who looked at him in horror, shocked by his perception.

Everyone who heard his words was equally stunned. Slyph's perception was simply too strong.

*"But this doesn't change anything,"* Ming snorted, circulating his Level 2 Void Intent. He moved his hand, compressing the space around Slyph, who suddenly felt suffocated.

**SWOOSH! SWOOSH!**

The sound of sword movement echoed, surprising everyone. Slyph reappeared, once again uninjured.

When they looked at him, everyone was shocked — some even left their mouths hanging wide open.

*"I am the Sword, and the Sword is me,"* Slyph declared, his sword now nowhere to be seen. He had become like a living sword himself. His hair, eyes, nose, ears — his entire body — radiated Sword Intent.

*"Level 3 Sword Intent!"* someone cried out, their voice filled with shock and awe.

Draco was stunned. He felt as though his heart had been dealt another blow.

Ming looked at Slyph with amazement, his face now filled with seriousness. He circulated his entire Originat, fully prepared for battle.

*"You are a strong opponent. How about we settle this in one strike?"* Slyph proposed.

Ming fell into thought before glancing at Slyph and nodding in agreement.

Both opponents readied themselves, their bodies radiating intense battle intent.

**"Descent of the Sword God!"**

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**"Descent of the Void God!"**

They both cried out, and the entire atmosphere changed. Lightning struck. The ground shook, cracked, and crumbled. The very air trembled.

In the sky behind Slyph, the shadow of a mysterious figure appeared. The only notable feature about him was the sword in his hand. The aura from the sword felt as though it could destroy worlds. His gaze was as sharp as a sword.

Behind Ming, a mysterious figure also appeared. Space and time bent to his will. His existence was nearly imperceptible. Whenever one tried to look at him, they found themselves lost in space and time.

Both opponents locked eyes with each other...