Invincible copy system

"Zhang Fan, you are a bastard."

Rui Xueer cursed with a wry smile, she knew that Zhang Fan had used his ability again.

"Don't worry about such details. Is there a shooting range in the academy?"

When Zhang Fan saw Professor Roy's magic bullet, he used the scanning system to copy the magic immediately.

"It's very impolite to secretly learn other people's magic."

"This is my unique magical talent."

"follow me."

Rui Xueer felt a little helpless, but she could only find another practice room for Zhang Fan.

The most advanced technology is first applied in the military field, and magic is no exception. The magic academy has never lacked facilities to test the destructive power of magic.

To test the power of magic bullets, a few stakes are enough.

Rui Xueer brought Zhang Fan to a large testing ground. There were no confidential inspection instruments, only dummies piled up at random, including steel mechs, wooden puppets, and large dolls.

"This is a place where sundries are piled up, there are failed magic products, and there are also toys confiscated by the dormitory inspection."

"It's still forbidden to carry these things in the Magic Academy?"

"Do you know what the first unspoken rule in the magic school is?"

Zhang Fan replied, "Study hard."

"Don't get caught doing bad things." Rachel replied with a smile.

"This rule applies to all venues."

Zhang Fan complained a bit, and set out to set his target.

He picked out a few complete large items from the debris pile and arranged them in a row. In fact, there were only ten of them, three mannequins, five large toys, and two scraps of furniture.

Zhang Fan walked to a distance of 20 meters from them and pulled the bolt, but the magic bullet disappeared.

"You are distracted, what are you thinking?"

Seeing the thoughtful Zhang Fan, Rui Xueer asked.

"A long time ago, I also honed my skills in a junkyard."

Zhang Fan shook his head, cleared those memories, and forced himself to forget someone.

"Your past is really tragic."

Rachel seems to have misunderstood.

"hehe"

Zhang Fan smiled wryly, held the spear in his hand, and pulled the bolt again. This time he succeeded, and the bullet that combined the two magical elements of wind and fire appeared in the magazine.

Then, the bullet is loaded.

"chirp"

Zhang Fan aimed at the target and pulled the trigger.The sound of bullets flying out of the barrel is not harsh, more like the chirping of a bird.

But the power of the bullet really shocked him a lot.

The bullet flew very fast, almost at the same time as the trigger was pulled. Even if Zhang Fan used his super senses, it was difficult to see the actual shape of the bullet in the air.

"This is magic!"

After firing three shots in a row, Zhang Fan put down the gun and glanced at the broken target in front of him.

As Professor Roy described, the mannequin's head was turned into powder, but the body was still standing, and it seemed that it had not received any shock.

This effect reminded Zhang Fan of the plasma ray guns he had seen in sci-fi movies before.

"How about it?"

Zhang Fan turned to look at Rui Xueer, wanting to get her evaluation.

"generally."

"Is there a gap with Professor Roy's magic?"

"A perfect replica."

"You seem disappointed."

"You are an evil god, Zhang Fan. Professor Roy is just an ordinary human wizard. Are you proud that you have reached his level?"

"Okay, I see."

Zhang Fan sighed and tried to make some changes.

Trying to calm himself down, he slowly pulled the bolt.

"I can do it."

Zhang Fan did not observe the situation in the magazine of the rifle, but directly aimed at the target in front of him.

"bang"

The moment he pulled the trigger, the voice became muffled.

A beam of blue flames spewed out from the muzzle.

But Zhang Fan was not happy for a long time, the flame did not hit the target 20 meters away, but disappeared in the middle.

"Nima"

He opened the magazine and found that there were traces of burnt fire inside.

"You managed to transform it into a flamethrower." Rachel obviously laughed at him.

She saw that Zhang Fan's experiment had failed.

The ghost king's karmic fire cannot be compressed and condensed like magic elements, it still maintains its original flame form.

"Do you know where I went wrong?"

Zhang Fan frowned and asked Rui Xueer.

The latter replied: "You tried to use two kinds of magic at the same time, but failed."

Zhang Fan originally just complained, but after hearing Rui Xueer's answer, he was a little curious. The other party seemed to know his karma very well.

"You think my flame is also a kind of magic?"

"Hehe, you underestimated me. I don't know the source of your ability, but there is a type of magic that is very similar to your flame, we call it spiritual breath. It is a kind of instinctive magic, and most magical creatures have this kind of magic." Ability. However, abilities that are very close to our essential attributes are often uncontrollable. Teacher Roy’s magic bullet is a kind of mimic magic, which is very different from instinctive magic. Simply put, your flame is a higher-level magic , it is very personal, and you can't change it casually."

"It's really troublesome." Zhang Fan hated his karma a little bit.

"You stole this blue flame, too."

"Now, it's my ability." Zhang Fan corrected a little angrily.

"I don't mean anything else. I just want to emphasize again that there are no identical wizards in the world. Zhang Fan, if you keep copying other people's abilities, there will only be one final result, just like the Eye of Horus on you. Never step out of the shadow of others."

"Okay, my lord wizard, I will work hard."

After speaking, Zhang Fan was ready to try again.

Although he had a crazy experience before, he still wanted to try it once.

Zhang Fan squatted down on the spot, and held his rifle wand in front of him. He knew that his negative emotions would bring serious consequences, but he wanted to know what his essence was?
He thought silently in his heart, "I don't want to fail, I want to have more power. I can do everything."

Holding the spear tightly with both hands, it is Zhang Fan's only support at this moment.

Soon, he felt that boiling breath, in his mind, accompanied by his unbalanced emotions, like a flood of rage, ready to break through the gate at any time, pouring out all the power.

"Give me away."

Zhang Fan stood up abruptly, pulled the bolt, aimed at the target, and pulled the trigger.

"Boom"

This time, the sound of gunfire resounded throughout the training ground, and the strong recoil directly sent Zhang Fan flying.

When he stood up again, he found that the target in front of him had not changed in any way.

Zhang Fan seems to have failed again.

"Zhang Fan, are you crazy?"

"What did I do?" Hearing Rui Xueer's voice, Zhang Fan asked blankly.

"Missing a target."