Systemless Villain-Chapter 190 Jun Family’s Auction

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Time marched on relentlessly, the scorching sun giving way to the warm embrace of the evening rays, the clock displaying 5:00 PM.

In the backyard of the villa, Long Tian immersed himself in rigorous training alongside Ling Han, recently returned from the Yuan Dynasty.

"Once more, Uncle Ling!" Long Tian declared, a challenge in his tone.

With a nod, Ling Han conjured a fireball, sending it hurtling towards Long Tian. The slicing sound of air accompanied the swift trajectory of the fiery projectile.

As the fire closed in, Long Tian made a quick gesture, not intending to dodge; instead, he thrust his hand forward. The fire made contact with his hand, igniting it briefly before swiftly dissipating.

A faint sensation of pain and residual heat lingered as evidence of the minor burn marks left by the repeated encounters with the fireball.

In a surprising turn, three more fireballs were unleashed upon him in quick succession.

Long Tian's expression shifted to seriousness as he swiftly assumed a defensive posture. With each approaching fireball, he skillfully waved his hand.

The first ignited upon contact, followed by the second, leaving additional burn marks on his hand. However, when the third fireball touched Long Tian's hand, it mysteriously vanished into nothingness.

Long Tian's expression shifted to displeasure. "Come on, Uncle Ling, at least give a warning first," he complained, his burning hand held in discomfort.

"Hahaha, isn't that good? At least the last fireball didn't burn your hand, which means you're starting to grasp that technique," Ling Han remarked. "Sometimes, brief and critical moments can bring out something from within a person. And didn't what I do work?"

Long Tian rubbed his chin, contemplating. "Well, that makes sense. Let's continue; now more fireballs!" he declared with a grin.

Ling Han nodded, smiling, and proceeded to continue the training, sending more fireballs toward Long Tian.

Long Tian was currently practicing a new technique he had recently attempted – Full Counter, a skill obtained from the Long family's technique library.

As minutes ticked away, he persisted in his training, guided by Ling Han's assistance.

And in this moment, Ling Han focused on his right hand as a fireball began to take shape and grow larger. "This time is bigger, young master!" he reminded.

Long Tian responded by assuming a stance. As Ling Han threw a large fireball towards him, Long Tian concentrated. When the fireball was extremely close, he waved his hand, and the fireball suddenly changed direction, heading back towards Ling Han.

Observing this, Ling Han was surprised and swiftly dodged to the side, causing the fireball to hit the ground and ignite into a large flame, burning the grass in the backyard. fr(e)ewebn(o)vel

"Hahahaha, I did it!" Long Tian exclaimed with laughter.

His expression was filled with satisfaction from the successful execution of the Full Counter technique.

On the other hand, Ling Han displayed a mixed expression of seriousness and admiration. He hadn't anticipated Long Tian mastering the Full Counter technique so quickly.

Despite training Long Tian just an hour ago, he had already mastered it – a high-level technique that typically took months to grasp.

Such exceptional talent left Ling Han in complete silence.

"Come on, Uncle Ling, I succeeded in using the Full Counter technique. Why does your expression seem like that? You should be happy," Long Tian remarked, still holding his burning right hand.

Ling Han snapped back to reality upon hearing this and walked closer to Long Tian.

Long Tian appeared puzzled by Ling Han's actions.

Meanwhile, Ling Han patted both of Long Tian's shoulders. "You have a very bright future, young master. With your high talent, you will surely become the strongest figure and create your own history. And as for me, I will be your closest and most loyal companion. I will never betray you," he declared earnestly.

Long Tian was somewhat surprised by Ling Han's words but he smiled. "I never doubted your loyalty, Uncle Ling," he responded.

"Thank you for trusting me, young master," Ling Han expressed sincerely.

Long Tian nodded. "Alright, let's continue our training. I need to master this technique to the point of perfection," he declared.

"Yes," Ling Han responded.

With that, they distanced themselves, and Ling Han continued to assist in Long Tian's training.

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Time marched on relentlessly, the scorching sun giving way to the warm embrace of the evening rays, the clock displaying 5:00 PM.

In the backyard, the air was filled with the sounds of an intense battle. Long Tian and Ling Han were locked in hand-to-hand combat, their punches and kicks resonating in the quiet evening.

Long Tian delivered precise punches, yet Ling Han effortlessly dodged them with the reflexes of a Golden Core cultivator. Despite the two-level power difference, Long Tian still managed to inflict minor damage.

In an instant, he aimed a kick toward Ling Han's shoulder, but before contact was made, Ling Han caught his foot, swiftly throwing him backward. Long Tian landed smoothly, his expression serious.

"You're not holding back, are you?" he remarked.

"Come on, I've never thrown a serious punch at you, but breaking through my defense takes a lot of effort," Ling Han responded, a smirk playing on his lips.

Hearing this, a grin spread across Long Tian's face. "Alright then!" he challenged, charging towards Ling Han.

Ling Han smiled and welcomed the array of attacks from Long Tian. He skillfully parried and blocked punches and kicks.

With the resonance of blows lingering, time pressed forward. At a pivotal moment, Long Tian gestured with his clenched left hand, poised to deliver a punch. Ling Han, armed with keen reflexes and acute vision, directed his attention and defense towards his chest.

Just as Long Tian initiated the movement, he abruptly halted, altering his course and catching Ling Han off guard. Ling Han's reflexes proved too sluggish to counter a subsequent attack – a kick from Long Tian propelled him sliding about 5 meters to the side.

Ling Han's expression was grave; he hadn't anticipated such a swift change in Long Tian's assault.

On the flip side, Long Tian wore a satisfied smile. "How's that?" he inquired.

Ling Han reciprocated the smile, "That's a good one. I was genuinely fooled by your gesture," he admitted.

Long Tian chuckled, "But well, your defense is robust. The power gap between us is too significant," he remarked.

"That's why you need to focus more on cultivation, young master. I've noticed you've been slacking lately," Ling Han responded.

"Well, I have my own methods to augment strength. Cultivation merely serves to fortify my innate power foundation," Long Tian explained.

Ling Han nodded, "Alright, want to continue?" he asked.

"I think that's enough, Uncle Ling. It's getting late," Long Tian replied.

"Okay then, get enough rest, young master," Ling Han advised.

Long Tian nodded and proceeded to enter the villa. Once inside, his intention to retrieve a towel for himself was halted by the ringing of a phone in the living room.

Turning back, he grabbed his smartphone, opening it to find Guan Ji's name on the caller ID.

As he answered, Guan Ji's voice came through. "Hello, young master. I bring news about Lin Fan."

"Oh, what is it?" Long Tian asked, curiosity piqued.

"I overheard him chatting with a youth named Xiao Jun, coincidentally his friend. After some research, I found out Xiao Jun is the young master of the Xiao family, owner of three companies with three local brands, and comparatively poor compared to the Long family," Guan Ji explained.

"Come on, are you comparing a regular family to an ancient one? Just give me all the information you have," Long Tian responded.

"Haha, I'm sorry, young master. Lin Fan and Xiao Jun went to SCBD Main Town tonight, discussing some auction of the Jun family and antique items," Guan Ji revealed.

Hearing this, Long Tian looked interested, rubbing his chin. A grin started forming on his face. An auction, a friend, and antique items... truly a protagonist's thing.

And, of course, he wouldn't miss out on it.

"Alright, you've given me good information, Guan Ji," he said, the grin persisting.

"I'm just doing my job, young master," Guan Ji responded.

"Okay then, I'll end the call," Long Tian said.

With that, he hung up the call, placing his smartphone on the table. Adrenaline started to flow through him. Facing a protagonist is a challenge that never gets boring.

"We'll meet there, Lin Fan!" he declared with a sly grin.

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In the shower, the cascading water from the showerhead drenched Long Tian's body, providing a sensation of coolness and refreshment—a fitting relaxation after a day of intensive training.

Today, he had received some good news, likely because Liu Qian was no longer disappointed with him. However, he might have to part ways with her as she returns to the Yuan Dynasty, and he's unsure of how long she will be away.

His thoughts now shifted to Lin Fan. Every protagonist typically possesses at least one special ability. Like Qin Chen with his teleportation disc that allows him to instantly move to another location when his life is threatened, or Lei Guang with his 30-year memory.

However, he regretted not consuming Ye Chen's heart back then, which held immortal powers or perhaps super regeneration.

But that was all in the past, and his current focus was on Lin Fan's special ability.

For now, he hadn't seen anything particularly special. But considering Lin Fan's frequent involvement with antique items, he began contemplating a possibility.

But now, he had finished his shower and chose to exit the bathroom, proceeding to get dressed.

Today, he will not let Lin Fan obtain anything good.