I lost my Copy System and awakened a Plundering System

The academic contest of the year 3225 had begun. A total of thirty-eight academies had been eliminated. It had been a brutal fight during the first selection. Now, the selection continues, as it is the second round.

A blonde-haired young man, his body flickering with lightning, stood on the corpse of a Volkoid, a bear-like. People watching this were shocked by his strength.

A spiky, brown-haired young man with the expression of a brute was using his fists and legs to kick and kill Volkoids. This, too, shocked those who were watching him.

A black-haired young lady, each time she drew her bow, sent arrows dashing through the air, claiming the lives of her enemies. This also spread shock among the onlookers.

The same was true for others. It was evident that this contest was a gathering of hidden dragons and crouching tigers.

As for Draco, he had been moving in the direction where luck seemed to be guiding him. He guessed it was toward the center of this small world.

He didn't know how large this small world was—perhaps bigger than Luminari Academy's, or maybe the same size. There was no need to rush; he was under the surveillance of the academy contest since it was being broadcast live.

Showing too much haste might reveal certain things and secrets, so it was better to lie low.

As Draco was walking, he suddenly stopped. The forest surrounded him on all sides. Narrowing his eyes, he surveyed his surroundings.

"You can come out now. Your little trick means nothing to me," Draco chuckled.

As he spoke, the grass began to rustle. A group of young men emerged, surrounding him.

"As expected of someone who dares to thrash the young master of the Everett Clan," one of them said as he stepped forward, his expression full of mockery.

Draco guessed this man was their leader but was surprised to see they wore different academy uniforms. A collaboration of two academies—he remembered there were no rules against this.

His eyes narrowed. He knew why they were here. Still, he asked with a smile, pretending to be oblivious. "And how may I help you?"

The group of young men looked a bit baffled but smiled in return. They assumed this young man was still easy prey—perhaps due to his grudge with the young master of the Everett Clan.

Even though they thought this, they still looked at Draco warily.

"We need your help with something. We'd like you to lend us your points. We'll return them later," the leader said with a warm smile.

Draco snickered internally. Only a fool would believe they'd return the points. "Funny, I was about to say the same thing. I'd like to borrow your points, and I promise to return them later," Draco replied, throwing their words back at them.

The young men's eyes narrowed. They knew Draco was mocking them.

"Then let's see the strength of someone who dares to make an enemy of the young master of the Everett Clan. Let's see if you can handle all of this!"

"Attack!" the leader roared. The group moved, activating their abilities and skills, aiming to defeat Draco in a single strike.

They didn't underestimate Draco but were confident he couldn't defeat all of them.

When their attack hit Draco, they were shocked to discover it was his afterimage standing there. By the time they moved to defend against Draco's counterattack, their vision went black, and they found themselves back in the arena.

Their expressions were filled with shock. They hadn't seen how Draco moved. The crowd's roaring excitement only added to their humiliation—they had ganged up on one person and still lost.

Fortunately, the Cerulean advanced technology provided a replay of how Draco struck them. The replay showed the scene where they demanded Draco lend them points. What happened next left them speechless.

It turned out Draco had moved before they could react. They saw this in slow motion, a feature purposely added. When they struck, Draco had already delivered a punch to each of their heads, leading to their defeat.

The eyes of other academies' students narrowed at the sight of this. They could sense that Draco was a formidable foe, especially the top five academies that Luminari Academy had prepared for this year.

All the other students, apart from Draco, also displayed great power that exceeded expectations.

Meanwhile, as for Draco, he noticed he had not gained any experience points from defeating them, which indicated they were below level 50.

He remembered that their team had been ranked number 10 in terms of points. Now, as he checked his token, which recorded rankings, they were listed as second with 28,312 points.

Only the ranking of his school was shown; as for the first-ranked school and those below his, he had no information.

Draco continued on his journey. Along the way, he encountered various academic teams with the same intentions as the previous group. Naturally, he dealt with them efficiently.

As he walked, aside from killing and fighting, he also discovered treasures that were useful to him, which he harvested.

Suddenly, he stopped. Looking ahead, his eyes landed on a blue-haired young man. Draco instantly recognized the uniform—it was from Waves Academy.

"It's you," the blue-haired young man said as he laid eyes on Draco.

Meanwhile, the crowd watching this encounter erupted into a chorus of cheers and noise. The anticipated battle between peak figures was about to unfold.

At the highest and most prestigious section of the arena, the Vice Chancellor and the Deans of the academies sat, observing the events unfold.

"Tera, let's bet on who will win," Dive, who sat beside Tera, chuckled.

" And you are sure he won't lose?" Tera smiled.
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"Hmph, this blue-haired young man is one of the strongest among the first years. So, it's you who should be prepared to lose," Dive snorted.

Tera glanced at Dive, their eyes locking in challenge. "Then I bet a Heaven-Grade Fire Talisman."

This talisman was one of the strongest attack talismans in Cerulean and one of Tera's most prized treasures. Dive was surprised at this wager. Did Tera have that much confidence in Draco? For a moment, Dive considered backing out of the bet, but his pride wouldn't allow it.

"I'll also bet the Water Crown Herb," Dive snorted, refusing to back down. This Heaven-Grade herb enhanced one's comprehension of domains, regardless of intellect. However, the level of mastery depended on the individual's comprehension ability.

"Then let me join the fun," an old man chuckled, intrigued by their bet. "I bet this Phoenix Herb on the Waves Academy young man," he said, revealing a red phoenix-shaped item that, upon closer inspection, turned out to be a herb.

Dive and Tera were astonished by the herb. Although it was Heaven-Grade, its value far exceeded theirs. It could reconstruct broken parts of the body and also aid in the comprehension of the Fire Domain.

The remaining academy vice chancellors were equally surprised by the wager, watching the scene with great interest.

"Then I'll thank both of you in advance for this," Tera chuckled.

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