The Atrocious Werewolf Prince

An invisible attack was released, and Ezra looked pale as if a bolt ran through his blood, freezing it.

He felt extreme sharpness, and took out his short sword Efsa and swung it with full force. "Portal Cutter."

~VRROOOM~

A space was cut in the air.

~SHEEEEEEEEEM~

A chilling sound occurred, and the land was divided cleanly, a huge fissure appeared, and Ezra's eyes widened.

A huge wide gap appeared, and only the area covered by Portal Cutter was spared.

"This!!!" Ezra gasped.

A satisfied expression appeared on Carlo's face. "This is a martial art"

The prince of Bloodfang looked bewildered, the attack had a strange sensation.

"How did you do that?" Asked Ezra Zephyr.

"I learnt this since I was a child, this was a martial art that my martial spirit, Rajah Indrapatra used when he was alive.

There are many mysteries in this world, some mysteries are so strange that even we of the upper realm are unaware of them.

Just like the mystery of... leave it. It's a waste talking to you about such a topic, but I will answer your question."

He wiped the blood that was entering his eye and spoke again. "There are Spells, Skills and Armament Abilities. Spells and skills are common but armament abilities are very rare, right? Only armament of legendary tier and above can have such ability.

Your short sword had that strange spatial ability to cut the space, quite fascinating, I was surprised."

Ezra's face started to turn grave as he silently listened to the former.

"However, there is still something even rarer than armament ability. It is called martial arts, a power that is solely suitable for a particular type of physique."

Ezra squinted his eyes. "Particular type of physique!?"

Carlo smiled. "Do not worry, I am not expecting you to know all this, just consider it as an enlightenment before death."

Ezra clenched his fist, he was ready for any incoming sudden attacks.

"A particular physique is called Martial Body in the upper realm, a body that is made for a unique style. My body is made to wield this urumi sword called Omaca'an.

Only I am capable of mastering the martial art called Whippy Blade, my body was perfect for it and Rajah Indraptra trained me.

Unlike skills and spells, martial arts does not focus on the attribute of the user but the style of his body construction,  if one has the Martial Body of swords then he can learn a sword-based martial art that suits him the best.

It will unleash an additional powerful might from the body, though spiritual energy can assist it and create amazing results it does not lay in its roots, the roots lay in extreme training and type of Martial Body.

Your moves and battle sense are outstanding, no one has ever bested me with one on one fist fight but you did and forced me to unlock the 1st seal."

Hearing all that, Ezra fell into silence.

"Ezra, you still have a chance. There is a possibility for you to get martial art, we have several masters. Maybe you find any whose martial art is suitable for you. Think wisely, my offer still stands." Carlo invited the prince again.

The prince shook his head. "Not interested."

Carlo was disappointed, his face dimmed as he touched his chest again.

"2nd Seal, unlock". Mumbled the man in a loincloth.

Ezra felt danger, he survived up until now by utilising the combat experience he gathered every day for 5 years. Still, after unlocking the 1st seal, Carlo's speed and power surpassed him.

However, he managed to best him, and the boost he received from devouring geniuses helped him a lot. But now, he could only wait and see.

Carlo disappeared, he used Finite Teleport and moved behind Ezra Zephyr.

~BOOOOOM~

A kick on his back and Ezra Zephyr went like an arrow, he hit multiple trees, bouncing against them.

His body started to ache, he still had some hidden cards to use but he want Carlo to reveal his first.

"Did you really think you are worthy of defeating me? Carlo who had teleported next to the prince of Bloodfang Kingdom asked.

Ezra looked at him, and he grinned. There was blood in his gum. "Your brother also showed some powerful spells before dying, what makes you unique." Ezra proved him with a bloody smile on his face.

Carlo snorted in annoyance and kicked him, throwing him a few meters away, but Ezra was able to minimize the power, he stood and slapped the dust away from his clothes.

"My brother was stupid, he couldn't see through my efforts." Said Carlo, his tone flowing with emotions as he continued.

"It was I, who secretly asked an elder to send him to Spirity Bailiwick together with me, so he can earn some blessings.

I let him handle the gang even when I had the authority to make them work for me, I let strong opponents like that unique dual martial spirit man and axe hammer dwarf.

In order for my brother to battle them and learn, but that silly big brother ended up dying.

These seals." Carlo touched his chest. "I asked for these seals to hide my power because I was afraid that he might feel inferior, I never trained in front of him either.

Alas! He always thought of me as a rival while I was looking for my only brother. The gap between our communication was intentionally created or he would have been in danger."

He stayed quiet and looked at the sky after venting his deep sorrow, but soon after, his sight turned the direction to Ezra. "But you killed him." There was no spiritual energy surge but his eyes had deep solid killing intent.

Ezra Zephyr sighed. "Truly a tragic scene, I vaguely remember. When my punch shattered his jaw and a few teeth popped out he cried 'Brother'.

When my knuckles tore his cheek and his white bone was visible, he took his last sigh and said 'brother'.

When he knew that he was gon-"

~BHAAAAM~

Carlo Aur was trembling in rage, his only family member was killed. He couldn't hear more of what Ezra was saying and hit him.

But soon his anger withered when he saw the man in front was not budged at all. He caught the fist of Carlo Aur in his palms, the tall genius in a loincloth was in disbelief.

With a sinister smirk, Ezra spoke. "It's bad manners, cutting people's talk. You know what! You upper realm bastards are so cocky, you should take some time and learn about the professional ethics of martial master."

His skin was glowing, and every part of his body showed strange scales, emitting a purple colour. Ezra finally used 'Dragon Pelt'.