Lin Yifeng's mood was still very low, but some of his attention was attracted by the fight in the field.

Although each big competition is grand, most of the people who come are elders and fellow disciples, and what really participates is only a part of it. Therefore, although the number of people is large, this square can still carry it.

I saw that hundreds of war groups were fighting vigorously, and they couldn't be separated. At this moment, he suddenly noticed something, looked at He Jun beside him, and saw a smile on the corner of his mouth, as if he was embarrassed, as if he had thought of something that he was reluctant to do but had already done.

Although this expression was harmless, Lin Yifeng had a feeling that at this moment, He Jun had changed.

If you want to take revenge, if you want to make Yinling Mountain rise again, you have to change, but I didn't expect He Jun's cultivation to be much different from himself, but in terms of heart, he is so mature.

He was thinking about it, but suddenly heard a call, "Recommended disciple, He Jun, Forty-eighth Channel!"

He Jun's eyes lit up, and he immediately came back to his senses, and found that Lin Yifeng was looking at him, and immediately smiled heartily and said, "Don't worry, believe me." Then he walked slowly to the stage.

He Jun's opponent was even more anxious than He Jun, and jumped to the stage early, this was a condensation from Lian Volcano, as for the name, He Jun didn't hear it too clearly. Even if you have an impression of him, only?