The Atrocious Werewolf Prince



The surrounding disciples retreated one after another.

Only Ezra Zephyr remained seated on his prowess platform, his eyes were akin to a cold blade as he stared at Drake Tubble. He waved his hand and all the weaker Naran disciples took some steps back, only the top 5 remained with him.

"Why? Are you finally no longer able to sit still?" Said Ezra in a frosty voice. The Black Lightning thundered inside its body as it danced around his body.

Drake's eyes were akin to a brewing storm tinged with the occasional flash of rage.

It had been his will for Toria and the gang to go after Ezra with the intention of suppressing the latter, making him lose all respect in the hearts of the non-Shiyan disciples.

However, Drake had not expected Ezda to respond so swiftly and decisively. Moreover, it was also the first time he had witnessed the latter's abnormally strong subordinates.

Although Ezra's Martial Prowess was only at the 2nd Level Core Formation Stage, he was capable of leading such powerful men, Theor Galearms suppressed Toria who was at 3rd Level.

In conclusion, in terms of people and subordinates, Drake was no match for Ezra.

This outcome was completely opposite to what Drake had intended, hence why he was no longer able to watch and do nothing.

"You arrogant and ignorant fool. I originally wanted to save you for the peak selection ceremony, but since you're already unable to wait, I will show you today that you are merely an ugly little dog in my eyes!" Drake's ice-cold voice rang out.

The spiritual energy in his body grew more and more vigorous, turning into a howling gale that screamed around his body. Spiritual energy transformed into countless green blades of wind that began to shred even the air itself.

Imposing and terrifying.

"I've long wanted to see exactly what qualifications you have to be the so-called number one of the unofficial outer mountains!" Ezra's gaze was cold and piercing, his black coat flapping loudly as the Black Lightning thundered.

Their auras ferociously clashed, causing a hostile atmosphere to choke the entire Energy Mountain.

Every disciple secretly wet their lips at this sight. No one had imagined that even in the face of someone as formidable as Drake, Ezra would still meet the former head-on, refusing to give even an inch.

Were the two most talked-of individuals recently finally going to clash for real today?

Numerous disciples opened their eyes a little wider, a sliver of curiosity and anticipation contained within.

"All of you stop!"

However, when Ezra Zephyr and Drake Tubble's gazes were growing increasingly chilling, a loud shout was suddenly heard. A thunderous voice swept downwards along with boundless spiritual energy, directly suppressing both Ezra and Drake.

Innumerable disciples lifted their heads, only to see a man flying over. Elder Yin stood atop them, while a pretty chubby blue figure stood beside him. It was Mahi Ingale.

Elder Yin looked down from above, staring at Ezra and Drake as he frowned and said, "The peak selection ceremony is just around the corner. If you have any grudges, you can resolve them then. Don't even think about having any personal squabbles here."

The truth was that he had long known about what was going to happen today. Hence, he had intentionally been missing today. After all, Ezra Zephyr was a sore sight in his eyes, and he was naturally happy to let Drake Tubble teach the former a lesson.

However, Elder Yin had not expected Mahi Ingale to come knocking at his door, giving him no choice but to rush over. After all, Mahi Ingale's background was too great, and he did not want to offend her.

Yin's appearance meant that there would no longer be a battle between Ezra and Drake.

Both of them exchanged an icy glance, before withdrawing the surging spiritual energy around their bodies.

"Ezra Zephyr, you'd better treasure what time you have left. When the peak selection ceremony arrives, I will personally pummel you into the abyss. Then, you will know that you amount to nothing in my eyes." Drake stood with his hands behind his body, his eerily chilling gaze directed straight at Ezra.

Their grudge had started with Ravina Ingale, but now, Drake would still view Ezra as an enemy even without her.

Because Drake could already feel that Ezra was beginning to threaten his position.

In the past, Ezra had merely been an ant in his eyes, not even worthy of any attention. Later on, however, Drake began to observe Ezra's astonishing rise amongst the unofficial outer mountains disciples, the concealed sharp blade he was no longer able to be hidden.

Drake had begun to feel threatened, and he could not tolerate a disciple from this continent challenging his position and prestige.

As the one at the forefront of this batch of unofficial outer mountain disciples, he needed to win, because this would also decide his future prospects and position in the Spirit Devouring Mountain.

Therefore, he must destroy Ezra Zephyr.

The prince could sense the intense evilness in Drake's eyes, however, it did not bother him at all as he softly chuckled and said, "I'll send these words right back at you. I hope that you won't die too miserably, or it will really be boring."

"You think you are worthy?" Drake was expressionless, contempt appearing from the corners of his mouth.

"Yes fuck-face, I am worthy." Ezra retorted and raised his head, as he smiled at the Mahi. He knew that she was likely the one who had brought Elder Yin over, and probably knew that Drake was going to make things difficult today.

As for Yin, he merely showed the minimum courtesy of cupping his hands together with a cold expression.

Yin had always been the one to oversee the Energy Mountain training sessions, and yet, he had found some excuse to be absent today.

This was obviously intentional, and he had likely known in advance that Toria and the gang would be stirring up trouble today.

Hence, Ezra Zephyr guessed that Yin had purposely created an opportunity for Toria and the gang to do so.

In view of this, Ezra Zephyr naturally was not going to happily thank Yin.