At Murong Qiu Di's signal, Nangong Yunlong could only give her an apologetic smile before pointing at Ling Yue and Wei Yi. His meaning was clear. Murong Qiu Di showed a trace of disappointment, but quickly recovered and flashed back to Hua Min'er's side. Next, it was Lingxiao Pavilion's disciples' turn to take the stage and show their skills. Wei Yi and Ling Yue flashed toward the platform.
When they saw that Lingxiao Pavilion's representatives were just two five- or six-year-old children, the whole crowd erupted. Representatives from many factions criticized Lingxiao Pavilion for not taking the exhibition seriously. But plenty of people were curious about Ling Yue and Wei Yi, too. They didn't believe Ling Tian had simply sent two disciples up to make fools of themselves.
Ling Tian paid no attention to the crowd's discussion. His expression unchanged, he continued to prop his chin on one hand, looking utterly impassive.
"I am Wei Yi, the fifth-generation senior disciple of Lingxiao Pavilion." Wei Yi gave a small bow and introduced himself.
"I am Ling Yue, the fifth-generation senior sister of Lingxiao Pavilion." Ling Yue wasn't the least bit timid; she introduced herself with ease.
The two children were as adorable as carved jade dolls. Now, speaking in their childish voices and putting on such serious airs as they introduced themselves, they made the crowd laugh. Even more people were drawn to them, curious about what the two would perform next.
Ling Yue and Wei Yi seemed to have planned it out beforehand. Once their introductions were over, Ling Yue stepped back while Wei Yi walked to the center of the platform. He let out a shout, golden light shimmering faintly all over his body, and summoned a Buddhist Spade into his hands. He wielded it with the Mad Demon