After reincarnating, I became a Second Generation Villain

'Is he that Lin Tian?' Qin Chen thought coldly.

He had heard Lin Nan'er say about Lin Tian, ​​it seemed to be true, the special guest was actually Lin Tian.

But his eyes instantly turned cold, 'I believe he has a deep relationship with Nan'er, but unfortunately, she is destined to be mine.'

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"Sis, do you know Lin Tian? Who exactly is he?" Qin Chen asked curiously.

Although he had heard this name often, Lin Nan'er had not told him about Lin Tian at all.

Hearing Qin Chen's words, Qin Xian'er raised one of her eyebrows, "Qin Chen, you don't know about Lin Tian? He is a genius, and has reached the martial emperor realm at a young age, I remember he is still 18."

"Martial emperor? 18 years old?" Qin Chen frowned when he heard Qin Xian'er's words.

This exceeded his expectations, he had thought that Lin Tian must be just an ordinary second generation.

But what is this? An 18-year-old martial emperor? He who is even a direct disciple of Gu Tianji, is only in the martial king realm.

But he suddenly felt calm and relieved.

Lin Tian was a genius young man, he was naturally no different from other geniuses, they were extremely arrogant and looked down on others.

'Master said that the easiest people to deal with are those who are arrogant, they are easily provoked.'

'I hope we don't meet and there's no trouble between us, or you'll regret it.' Qin Chen said confidently.

Qin Chen is also quite confident in his strength, although he is only in the Martial King realm, he has many powerful techniques, and his cultivation foundation is also very strong.

Moreover, combined with the power of the sun god, he became more confident.

He wanted to make Lin Nan'er his woman, so he had to face Lin Tian.

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On the other hand, Lin Tian had finished introducing himself, now he was sitting together with the elder and leader of the Xuan Jian Zong sect.

Lin Tian sat with 8 people at the dining table, they were all high-level elders in the Xuan Jian Zong sect.

"Young master Lin, I don't know what your purpose is in visiting our Xuan Jian Zong sect?" This time, an old man with white hair and a beard asked with a smile.

Hearing this, Lin Tian subconsciously looked at the old man.

That old man was Lao Yingjun, the grand Elder of the Xuan Jian Zong sect, he was over a hundred years old and had reached the martial emperor realm.

"Grand Elder, you don't need to worry, I came here purely for a visit to strengthen the relationship of the 6-door guild with the Xuan Jian Zong sect." Lin Tian looked at Lao Yingjun, and said lightly.

"I see, that's a good thing, but you said earlier that you wanted to stay here longer?" Lao Yingjun asked curiously.

"Yes, I already told patriarch Luo that I am interested in the Xuan Jian Zong sect's sword arts." Lin Tian nodded, and said lightly.

"Xuan Jian Zong sect's signature sword art? Young master Lin, our sword arts have deep meaning and there are many complicated things in them. Even the most genius person needs at least 2 years to master the Xuan Jian Zong sect's signature sword art." Lao Yingjun said in a deep voice.

"Two years? It's not necessary, I can master the Xuan Jian Zong sect's signature sword art within two weeks." Lin Tian said confidently.ᴘ.ᴀ.ɴᴅ.ᴀ n.ᴏ.ᴠ.ᴇʟ

"What?"

Hearing Lin Tian's words, some people looked doubtful and thought that Lin Tian was too confident, they thought Lin Tian didn't know how complicated the sword flow was.

But some people actually looked at Lin Tian seriously, they were sure that Lin Tian's words were true. The proof is that Lin Tian is only 18 years old, and has already reached the Martial Emperor realm, it shows his talent that is too heaven-defying.

Luo Mingtian looked at Lin Tian with satisfaction, he didn't doubt Lin Tian's words at all, Lin Tian's talent had made him believe.

But he thought of something else, it was his daughter, she was still 20 years old, and had good talent, if she could be with Lin Tian... Thinking of this, Luo Mingtian became excited.

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"Young master Lin, I know your talent is very high, but two weeks, is impossible." Lao Yingjun shook his head, and said.

"Grand Elder, nothing is impossible, something you have never seen, doesn't mean it doesn't exist." Lin Tian looked at Lao Yingjun, and said in a deep voice.

Hearing Lin Tian's words, Lao Yingjun frowned, does Lin Tian mean that he lacks insight?

"What do you mean young master Lin?" Lao Yingjun narrowed his eyes.

"I mean this." Lin Tian said as he took one chopstick from the table and showed it to everyone.

Everyone looked at Lin Tian in confusion, what was he doing?

But the next few seconds, everyone's expressions immediately became surprised.

It was the scene where the chopsticks gave off a blue light forming a sword.

Lin Tian swung the chopsticks lightly, and the pile of plates on the table instantly split into two.

"Th-this is a sword aura, and it is even formed without a sword!" One of the elders said in shock.

Everyone who previously doubted Lin Tian, ​​had now realized that Lin Tian's talent was too high.

He actually gave off a sword aura, it was something that could be achieved with great talent and hard work that took a lot of time.

Lao Yingjun also immediately changed his perspective, Lin Tian was clearly beyond his expectations.

He originally thought that Lin Tian was no different from overconfident young geniuses, but he was wrong, he had to change his perspective now.

"Young master Lin, I'm sorry, this old man didn't see a miracle, and I also doubted you." Lao Yingjun bowed, and said respectfully.

"No problem." Lin Tian said lightly.

pᴀɴda nᴏvel Now his goal of impressing these elders has been accomplished.

It was not a bad thing to establish good relations with these elders, moreover, in the Xuan Jian Zong sect, they would help him deal with Qin Chen.

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Two hours had passed, now dinner was over, and all the disciples had also returned to the dorms.

Lin Tian also left this place and went to rest in the main residence of the Xuan Jian Zong sect.