I Can Copy Talents Unlimitedly
Jiang Lei, a young man from Earth, dies under mysterious circumstances and wakes up in a new world. A world where martial arts is the supreme path, cultivators defy the heavens and ancient secrets lurk in the shadows. He finds himself in the body of another Jiang Lei, an outer sect disciple of the Azure Sect who also died mysteriously. He finds that he has a system—the Supreme Copy System—that allows him to copy the abilities of anyone he touches. With this system, he hopes to become stronger and survive in this ruthless world. But he soon realizes that this is not as easy as he thought. A dark conspiracy is brewing behind the scenes, and he faces enemies from all the sides. Will he be able to overcome the challenges and reach the peak of cultivation? Or will he fall victim to the schemes of his enemies and lose his life? Follow Jiang Lei's journey as he copies various talents and skills from beasts, humans and even divine beings, and leads his way to the eternal invincibility. [Congratulations to the Host for successfully touching Li Xun and obtaining Intermediate Level- Fire Talent.] [Congratulations to the Host for successfully touching the Inferno Lion and obtaining High Level -Fire Talent.] [Congratulations to the Host for successfully touching Sword God and obtaining Ultimate Dao of Sword Talent.]
Chapter 59: Chen Qiang
Jiang Lei stood in the middle of the eternal tower, he focused on mastering the Shadowstep Art. He closed his eyes, taking slow, deep breaths to calm his mind.
With a deep breath, he focused his inner energy, channeling it into his limbs.
To master the skill, he need to move swiftly and silently, much like a shadow gliding through the darkness.
At he channeled energy to use shadowstep, he found that his movements are clumsy, and he struggled to control his energy properly.
When he tried to move, he stumbled and made noise.
As he continued to practice, he faced various challenges. Sometimes, he couldn't maintain the quietness of his steps, and other times, he found it hard to blend into his surroundings. It felt like trying to catch the wind with his bare hands.
He felt like he was attempting something impossible.