I lost my Copy System and awakened a Plundering System

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Something appeared, radiating shocking thunder and lightning energy. Even Draco felt a hint of danger from it.

Everyone turned to see what it was.

It turned out to be a hammer — a golden hammer flickering with golden thunder and lightning.

As the hammer touched Blum's hands, his body began to flicker with golden thunder, and his aura grew mighty.

Draco looked at the hammer in surprise and silently drew out his Weapon of Plunder.

The crowd watched the battle with excitement. They could see how strong Blum was. As for Draco, they were confused about his weapon — it looked weak.

Blum moved with the golden hammer in his hand, aiming for Draco. Draco, too, couldn't stand still. As his opponent struck, he also launched an attack.

Both weapons finally met, and their surroundings bore the brunt of the impact from the shockwave.

As they stood close to each other, Blum whispered, "I wonder if you're really Draco. Rose looks at you like her lover, and the way you look at her, I'm familiar with it. But this strength... I'm not familiar with it, which makes me wonder if you're really Draco."

Draco glanced at Blum's amused smile before chuckling. "If you want to know, then defeat me."

"Then I'll gladly do that," Blum grinned, separating himself from Draco.

BOOM! BOOM!

CLANG! CLANG!

Their clash was shocking. The sand around them had been dug up, and even the ground beneath them was cracking.

Daniel, Sharon, Rose, Alya, and Ming watched Blum in surprise. They had never imagined he had such a hidden reserve of strength.

"I know you're stronger than that!" Blum cried out as he circulated his thunder intent into the hammer. The golden hammer shined with radiant light before he threw it, shocking the crowd.

The hammer moved at great speed, suddenly splitting into two. Draco watched the incoming attack solemnly, preparing to parry it with his hands.

"You're making a mistake doing that," Blum smiled knowingly. He had already predicted Draco's intentions.

As both hammers reached Draco, he used his hands to stop one with great strength. "This is the real one," Draco thought.

With that thought, he focused solely on stopping the hammer, its energy forcing him to take a few steps back.

BANG!

Draco felt something strike him from behind, lightning coursing through his body. "Shit, I made a mistake," he muttered. The lightning paralyzed him, causing his grip on the hammer to loosen. The hammer struck him directly, sending him flying.

Draco spat out a mouthful of blood as he was launched through the air. This caused an uproar in the crowd as the hammer returned to Blum.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

Rose clutched her hands tightly, watching Draco's figure with concern. The same anxiety Draco had felt during her own battle now overwhelmed her. She hoped Draco wasn't seriously injured.

Slowly, Draco stood up. He had underestimated both Blum and the golden hammer. If not for his high defense, and if this had been a real life-and-death fight, he might have died due to his carelessness.

"It looks like I underestimated you," Draco admitted. He had no memories of this friend, Blum, which made him wonder if this was how Blum had always been.

The Weapon of Plunder, which had taken the form of a bracelet, transformed into two swords. This was a segregation of weapon, a feature of the Weapon of Plunder. But he hadn't expected the Golden Hammer to have something similar.

"Now, I will fight with my full strength," Draco declared.

His words shocked the crowd. So the strength he had been showing wasn't his full power? They gazed at Draco with newfound respect.

Draco's words delighted Blum. He had been waiting to see Draco's true power.

With a flash, Draco moved. The crowd watched in awe as Blum, now airborne, gripped the golden hammer in his right hand. As Blum descended, Draco struck, sending him back into the air.

The elders stared at Draco's figure in shock. An Origin Cultivator under level 30 had displayed such incredible speed. Draco's origin left them baffled.

Blum, who was being struck repeatedly, only felt slight changes in the air before each attack landed. He tried to counter, but he was too slow. His body was flung through the air, now riddled with grievous injuries.

This made him smile bitterly. He had underestimated the Plunderer. Even with half his strength sealed, Draco was still this powerful.

Suddenly, his body began to emit a black aura.

Draco, who had tapped into the full strength of his agility, used his sword to strike him, sending him flying.

As he prepared to attack for the fourth time, he sensed a hint of danger from Blum and noticed his body emitting a black aura.

Xylara, who saw this, stood up in shock. "He has comprehended it," she muttered, glancing at Thundero for confirmation.

Thundero nodded, and Xylara's face turned slightly pale as she gazed at Draco with a troubled heart.

There are three types of intent: **Minor Intent**, **Major Intent**, and **Supreme Intent**.

**Minor Intent** includes elements like Fire Intent, Wood Intent, Water Intent, and many more.

**Major Intent** includes Sword Intent, Bow and Arrow Intent, and Five-Element Intent.

As for **Supreme Intent**, anyone who manages to grasp it — regardless of the type — will be able to crush Major and Minor Intents of the same level. Any cultivator who masters Supreme Intent is a genius capable of fighting across levels.

Xylara had expected Ming to be the one to achieve this, but she never imagined that Blum would have cultivated it.

However, that wasn't the most shocking part. The real issue was that Blum had cultivated it to **Level 2**, which was exceedingly difficult.

**These two really hid themselves well,** she thought, glancing at both master and host. **It looks like it won't be easy for Draco to secure a spot.**

It wasn't just her who was shocked. The elders and those familiar with the concept of intent were also astonished. Some of the elders were even staring at Blum like he was the most beautiful woman in the entire universe.

To be able to grasp such an intent meant that Blum was destined to become a great figure in the future. Their eyes shifted to Draco, wondering if he had anything that could counter it. If not, his defeat was inevitable.

Blum moved with incredible speed, delivering a punch to Draco's chest and sending him flying. Draco felt his bones breaking under the impact of a mysterious energy.

He spat out a large amount of blood, his face turning pale as he gazed at Blum with a hint of fear. **Just one punch had caused serious injuries.**

**Ding!**

[Does Host want to copy this intent? (Yes/No)] Find adventures on empire

The system's voice startled Draco. **So, it's a type of intent?** he thought, his eyes widening in surprise.

Without wasting time, he clicked, **"Yes."**

**Ding!**

[Unsuccessful. It is detected that Host's knowledge is insufficient to cultivate this level of intent.]

The system's message felt like a bucket of cold water had been poured on Draco.

"What do you mean?" he asked angrily.

[It has been detected that this is a Level 2 intent, and Host has not comprehended any Level 2 intent on his own.]

"You mean if I don't comprehend a Level 2 intent by myself, I can't plunder Level 2 intents?"

[Yes.]

The system's response made Draco's face go pale. His excitement about the power of the Plundering Ability had been misplaced.

He called out for Xylara but received no reply.

This filled Draco with rage. **You weakened my strength, told my opponent that my power was halved, and now I'm almost at his mercy,** Draco screamed internally.

"It looks like I had too much hope for you," Blum taunted, his words cutting deep and fueling Draco's anger even more.