"Everyone stop."
Just as Lin Fan was preparing to spar with these fellow brothers, a sound stopping them came from the side.
"Is it you? Junior brother Lin?"A familiar and nostalgic voice came into Lin Fan’s ears.
Lin Fan looked over and gave a slight smile. Ni Mingyang was still the same as before, and his cultivation had broken through to the postcelestial stage.
Lin Fan remembered that when he left, his senior brother Ni was still only a level eight precelstial. According to logic, It still required two more levels from level eight precelstial to postcelestial. But unexpectedly, after he left, his senior brother Ni’s cultivation base had advanced greatly for some unknown reasons.
"Senior brother Ni, is there anyone else that looks like me?"Lin Fan stood there with a smile.
Ni Mingyang saw someone he couldn’t believe would appear in front of him, and his body was trembling. This feeling that made others want to punch him was something only his junior brother Lin had.
