Supreme Copy System: From Trash to Invincible-Chapter 19 - : The Battle in the Inner Sect!

Chapter 19: The Battle in the Inner Sect!

BOOM!

The flames crackled in the destroyed training hall, casting long shadows over the burning courtyard. The masked disciples stood in perfect formation, their cold golden eyes locked onto Leon Xian and Qin Yue.

The leader of the group, the one in black armor, stepped forward, exuding an oppressive killing intent.

"You've risen too quickly, Leon Xian," he said, his voice calm yet filled with malice. "It's time to remind you that this sect is ruled by those born to power—not freaks like you."

Leon grinned.

"Freak? You say that like it's a bad thing."

The armored figure snapped his fingers.

BOOM!

In an instant, the masked disciples surged forward, their Qi erupting, forming a wave of sword lights, palm strikes, and lethal techniques.

Leon's golden eyes gleamed.

"Here we go."

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The Battle Begins!

Whoosh!

Qin Yue vanished in a blur of ice, reappearing mid-air, her fingers tracing an ancient seal.

"Frozen Lotus Formation!"

BOOM!

A wave of freezing mist burst outward, instantly sealing the movements of three masked disciples as ice spread across their limbs.

But the enemies were prepared—they shattered the ice with a single burst of Qi.

Qin Yue's eyes flickered. They're stronger than expected.

Meanwhile, Leon dodged effortlessly, weaving through the barrage of attacks like he could see them before they even happened.

A masked disciple wielding a flaming spear lunged at him.

Leon casually tilted his head, letting the spear graze past before—

BAM!

His elbow struck the attacker's ribs, sending him flying through a broken wall.

Another disciple swung a twin-bladed sword toward Leon's neck—

But Leon simply raised his finger.

CLANG!

The entire sword froze mid-air, unable to move forward.

The masked disciple's eyes widened in pure horror.

Leon smirked. "Too slow."

And then—

BOOM!

Leon unleashed a palm strike coated in golden Qi, sending the attacker crashing into the ground, coughing up blood.

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The Leader Moves

The black-armored leader watched, his expression hidden behind his mask.

Then—he moved.

BOOM!

His aura exploded, and in an instant, he was behind Leon, a dagger wreathed in black flames aimed at his heart.

"Die."

But just as the blade was about to pierce—

CRACK!

A thin layer of ice suddenly formed between them, forcing the attacker to jump back.

Qin Yue landed beside Leon, her gaze cold.

"You're too relaxed," she said.

Leon chuckled. "You're too tense."

The masked leader straightened, his aura shifting.

"You shouldn't have interfered, Qin Yue."

She raised an eyebrow. "You thought I'd just stand by and watch?"

The masked leader sighed. "I was hoping you'd be smart enough not to."

Then, his killing intent surged.

"Kill them both."

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A True Challenge Appears

The masked disciples surged forward again, but this time—

They were stronger.

Leon's eyes flickered. Their Qi suddenly spiked?

"Something's off," he muttered.

Qin Yue nodded. "They're using a forbidden technique."

Before Leon could respond—

BOOM!

A massive shockwave knocked both him and Qin Yue back as the leader of the masked group removed his mask.

The disciples gasped.

"That's...!"

"He's one of the Sect Master's direct disciples!"

"Why is he leading this ambush?!"

The man smirked. "Now you understand. The Sect Master himself won't tolerate an outsider like you rising above his chosen elites."

Leon dusted himself off, grinning.

"Good. I was worried this would be too easy."

The leader's smile faded. "Kill him."

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Leon's Counterattack!

Leon vanished in a blur of motion.

BOOM!

One masked disciple flew backward as Leon's fist crushed into his gut.

BOOM!

Another collapsed as Leon struck his temple with pinpoint accuracy.

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He dodged, countered, and moved like a phantom, every attack landing with bone-shattering force.

Even Qin Yue took a moment to glance at him.

His movements... they were evolving.

Leon wasn't just fighting.

He was adapting.

Learning.

And more importantly—

Overpowering.

The masked leader clenched his fists. "Enough of this."

His Qi surged, his body glowing with black lightning.

Leon's eyes flickered. Oh? A new technique to copy?

Good.