The Sect Master smiled and spoke. "Young Master Draco, Young Lady Eva. Who among you wants to go first?"
Hearing this, the other disciples were envious and unhappy. Such privilege! When the others had come forth, it had been a strict order and no one had consulted them, but these two got such a preferential treatment!
Then again, given their backgrounds, even the Dragon and Phoenix Palace would have to give their clans face, because they were all of the equivalent power. Not to mention, the rumors of the talent on these two were frightening to the ear.
Draco arrogantly looked left and right before folding his arms. "No need. We will do it at the same time."
Without giving the Sect Master a chance to reply, the Evil Duo manifested their three Martial Spirits each. The Light Angel and the Dark Angel flapped their wings, one radiating holy light, and the other one unholy miasma.
