I Have an Invincible Replicating System

Li Niu was genuinely terrified, but the others, having never crossed blades with Qin Yang, remained unaware of his true prowess. They charged forward with battle cries.

Qin Yang's lips curled slightly. One step forward shouldn't count as initiating the fight, right?

In truth, he was ready to fight even without replicating their techniques - he would confront them regardless.

Technique copied: Spirit Monkey Body Tempering Art! Technique 4/10.

Technique copied: Spirit Monkey Fist! Proficiency automatically set to peak mastery. Technique 7/10.

Technique copied: Mad Python Body Tempering Art! Technique 5/10.

...

In the blink of an eye, his martial techniques reached 10/10, meeting the advancement criteria. He even exceeded the limit - though he'd mastered the techniques, they could no longer contribute to his advancement.

His cultivation techniques quickly followed, reaching 9/10. Just one more technique remained before he could advance.

"One, two... six." Excluding Li Niu (who'd already had his technique copied) and the unengaged Zhou Shi and Li Xiaoqian, exactly six had attacked.

"One more technique needed." Qin Yang scanned the crowd. Li Xiaoqian clearly wouldn't act, leaving only Zhou Shi!

"You're quite the bold ones," Qin Yang chuckled. "Embezzling pills to learn different techniques and martial arts - how noble of you."

"I'll see if you're as strong as Li Niu claims!" Zhang Hu roared, charging forward first with a Spirit Monkey Fist move - a despicable "Monkey Plucking Peach" strike.

"Pah!" Qin Yang felt disgusted. He'd never use such a dirty technique. He turned and kicked back, "Windstorm Kick!"

It was a perfect replication of Lou Mengyu's leg technique.

Zhang Hu had no time to react and was sent sprawling to the ground.

"What incredible power!" Zhang Hu's eyes widened, his shoulder burning with pain. If his allies hadn't rushed in to cover for him, that second kick would have crippled him!

"Your name has 'tiger' in it, yet you don't cultivate the Tiger Fist?" Qin Yang found this amusing.

"Hmph, that's precisely the deception! It catches people off guard!" Zhang Hu retorted.

"Then why did I still knock you down?" Qin Yang shook his head and retreated using the Pursuit Wind Step, distancing himself from the group's fighting circle.

"You dare use leg techniques against me, Li Jin? Absurd! Python Kick!"

One of Zhou Shi's subordinates roared as he leaped forward with a kick.

"Power must originate from the ground! You need true strength to strike mid-air!" Qin Yang countered with a kick of his own, sending Li Jin flying backward through the air.

"Spirit Crane Palm! White Crane Spreads Wings!"

"Spirit Crane Palm! White Crane Spreads Wings!"

The same move, executed identically, but Qin Yang's version was more refined - faster, more precise, and more powerful. His palm struck the opponent's face with devastating force.

The blow sent the man spinning like a top, disoriented and directionless.

Facing six assailants, Qin Yang moved with effortless grace. Unable to deliver a fatal strike to any single enemy, he still managed to suppress all six simultaneously.

It was Li Jin and his five companions who were truly struggling!

And yet, Qin Yang was using their own techniques against them - mastering their moves with greater skill than they could muster!

"Don't panic! As long as the poison in his system activates, he'll lose his composure!" Li Niu shouted from the sidelines.

"Pah! Easy for you to say! If he's poisoned, so are we!" Li Jin roared back, seizing a moment to retort.

Li Niu felt helpless. The urge to retreat had already taken root in his mind, but Zhou Shi remained silent. How could he abandon his post without his leader's permission? With his injured limbs, he couldn't join the fight, and simply standing there watching felt utterly humiliating.

"You useless fools!" Zhou Shi's voice cut through the chaos. His shock stemmed not just from Qin Yang's strength, but from the martial arts he was employing.

"Even a genius couldn't possibly master so many martial arts simultaneously, let alone refine each one to this level..."

Zhou Shi's keen eyes couldn't discern that Qin Yang's martial arts had reached the pinnacle of perfection. It was precisely this mastery that made them appear deceptively simple.

"No wonder you had the confidence to accept my death duel! So that's how it is!"

Zhou Shi narrowed his eyes. With his poison still unaddressed, any further delay would mean certain defeat for his subordinates.

"You worthless trash! Watch me!" Zhou Shi roared, charging forward.

Qin Yang's eyes lit up with hope. "I just hope you haven't cultivated the Tiger Tempering Art."

Despite the group's varied cultivation methods and martial arts, Qin Yang couldn't shake his lingering concerns.

Copy successful: Opponent's technique - Rock Tempering Art! Technique 10/10.

Advanced quantity requirement met for technique replication!

Host: Qin Yang

Cultivation: Qi Refining Realm - Peak

Techniques: Yin-Yang All-Embracing Art, 10/10

Martial Arts: Tiger Fist, Ox Fist, Monkey Fist... Clear Wind Willow Palm, Wind Piercing Finger... 10/10

Advanced requirement met. Host has advanced!

As the system notification sounded, the interface refreshed.

Host: Qin Yang

Cultivation: Initial Qi Gathering Realm

Cultivation Technique: Yin-Yang All-Embracing Art. 0/10

Martial Techniques: Clear Wind Willow Palm, Wind Piercing Finger, Windstorm Kick, Pursuit Wind Step. 0/10

The panel no longer records low-tier martial techniques. After refreshing, Qin Yang's aura underwent a sudden transformation.

A warm current flowed through his body, circulating slowly throughout his entire frame.

The explosive surge in power made Qin Yang's eyes shine with intense brilliance.

True Qi and spiritual awareness had been achieved! His understanding of the Ice Heart Art and the techniques copied from Lou Mengyu became significantly clearer.

Powerful, truly powerful! Compared to his previous Qi Refining Realm, this represented a qualitative leap in cultivation!

The only regret was that cross-tier copies didn't accumulate progress. To advance to the peak of the Qi Gathering Realm, he would need to fight a cultivator at that level and copy their techniques.

To ascend to the next realm, the Qi Sea Realm, he still required ten more cultivation techniques and ten more martial techniques.

"How dare you let your guard down? Mountain-Opening Fist!"

Zhou Shi roared, already closing the distance. His fist shot forward, its surface shimmering with a stone-like hue.

Ding!

Copied opponent's martial art: Mountain-Opening Fist. Automatically upgraded to peak mastery.

"Hm?" Qin Yang was taken aback. Is Zhou Shi actually using a yellow-tier martial art?

"Is this your trump card?" Qin Yang laughed heartily, throwing out an identical punch. "Mountain-Opening Fist!"

Yet while Qin Yang's fist struck like a solid boulder, Zhou Shi's moved as pliant as wet clay.

Crack! Crack! Crack!

A series of sickening cracks echoed as Zhou Shi's bones shattered from his fist up through his chest.

Blood and flesh flew in a gruesome spray, leaving only exposed white bones protruding through the torn flesh.

Hack!

Zhou Shi's eyes bulged as he flew backward, coughing up a mouthful of blood.

"Impossible...! You might know their martial arts, but this Mountain-Opening Fist was passed down by my grandfather. No outer disciple should have access to it. You..."

Qin Yang chuckled softly. "Have you heard this saying?"

"What?"

"Turning their own methods against them!"

Qin Yang surveyed the scene like a war god. "Don't ask how I know it. Just understand... whatever you can do, I can do better!"