Supreme Copy System: From Trash to Invincible

Chapter 8: The Ice Queen Takes Notice!

The training grounds remained dead silent.

Everyone had witnessed Leon Xian crushing Feng Zhen, a ranked disciple, using his own technique against him. It wasn't just a victory—it was complete domination.

But Leon's focus wasn't on the murmuring crowd.

His sharp eyes were locked onto Qin Yue, the Rank #2 disciple of the sect, who stood on the rooftop of a distant pavilion, watching him with an unreadable gaze.

Her long silver hair flowed like an icy waterfall, and the air around her shimmered with frost, creating a chilling aura that made even the top-ranked disciples cautious around her.

Leon's lips curled into a smirk. Another strong opponent. Another technique to copy.

Qin Yue's cold, piercing eyes met his for a few seconds before she simply turned and disappeared into the mist, leaving without a word.

But that simple action spoke volumes.

She had acknowledged him.

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A Dangerous Meeting

Later that evening, deep within the sect's inner courtyard, a shadowy meeting was taking place.

A group of elite disciples—including some ranked within the top 10—sat in a dimly lit chamber, their expressions grim.

At the center of the room, Bai Chen, now fully recovered but still bitter from his humiliation, clenched his fists.

"Leon Xian must be stopped," he growled. "If we let him continue rising, he'll overthrow every one of us."

A burly disciple snorted. "You're just angry because he made you look like a fool."

Bai Chen's face twisted. "And Feng Zhen? Did he not humiliate him as well? Who's next? You?"

The group fell into silence. Bai Chen wasn't wrong—Leon had defeated a top 10 ranked disciple, and his growth speed was terrifying.

Finally, a voice broke the silence.

A young man in golden robes, leaning lazily against the wall, chuckled. "You're all panicking over a single outer disciple?"

The disciples turned to him, their faces tense.

This was Jiang Tian, the Rank #1 disciple of the Azure Sky Sect.

Unlike Qin Yue's icy demeanor, Jiang Tian had an easygoing smirk, but everyone in the room knew—he was the deadliest among them.

"If Leon wants to climb the ranks, let him," Jiang Tian continued. "It just makes crushing him in the tournament even more entertaining."

The other disciples exchanged glances, nodding.

They didn't need to make a move.

The Sect Ranking Tournament would be where Leon Xian met his end.

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The Calm Before the Storm

Meanwhile, back in his small courtyard, Leon sat cross-legged, refining the abilities he had copied.

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Azure Wind Battle Physique (Boosts speed and agility)

Wind Shadow Steps (High-speed movement technique)

Azure Sky Palm (Powerful wind-based palm technique)

Phantom Blade Dance (Advanced sword technique)

Heavenly Sword Intent (Mastery over the way of the sword)

Flame Dragon Arts (Fire-based combat technique)

Flame Dragon Fist (Explosive fire-enhanced punch)

Leon smiled to himself. With each new ability, he was evolving beyond anything this sect had ever seen.

His mind briefly drifted to Qin Yue.

Her power was frost-based. If he copied her techniques, he could fuse them with his fire abilities to create something even stronger.

His smile widened. The tournament was only a day away, and he was going to enjoy every second of it.

The Sect Ranking Tournament wasn't just a competition for him.

It was a hunting ground.