The Atrocious Werewolf Prince

Ezra heard everything.

He smiled faintly. "I've clearly become an eyesore to someone for quite some time."

There was no way that Roshi would be able to decide on this match with just his outer mountain disciple status alone. Everything had to first be approved by the outer mountain manger, Elder Yin.

"What are your plans?" There was some worry in Mahi's bright eyes. Although Ezra had mastered the first level of the Gossamer Steps technique, Roshi had reached this level long ago.

Moreover, although it was not a real fight but a spiritual technique match, the odds were clearly still stacked against Ezra Zephyr.

"Since my opponent has thrown out this move, I will naturally have to receive it." Ezra Zephyr grinned.

He knew long in advance that Roshi would never let this matter rest. His source of income had been cut off by the werewolf prince after all. Ezra Zephyr also understood that he needed to eliminate Roshi in order to continue earning spirit jade.

Now that the other party had played his hand, it was undoubtedly Ezra Zephyr's best chance to remove the former.

Since both of them were eyeing the spirit jade income from teaching the Gossamer Steps technique, one of them would naturally have to be eliminated.

It was not that Ezra had not considered teaching another spiritual technique, but if he did so, he would offend even more people. He was currently only a new outer mountain disciple, so there was no need for him to be so greedy.

Mahi rather admired the fact that there was no fear on Ezra's face, but worry still flooded her eyes. She understood that no matter how pathetic Roshi was, he was still a true outer disciple.

"I previously heard Roshi say that he has already knitted 41 yarns. However, he may have been hiding his true strength." Mahi Ingale told Ezra Zephyr the information she knew.

Ezra Zephyr's eyes narrowed slightly. "Someone as devious as him will not reveal his bottom line so easily."

41 yarns was likely just a front, or Roshi would not have so confidently fixed a spiritual technique match while clearly knowing that Ezra Zephyr had also reached the first level.

It was obvious that Roshi was confident in his abilities. Roshi may have his confidence, but Ezra Zephyr too should not be looked down upon.

The prince's gaze turned towards the clamouring crowd below as he said in a calm voice, "No need to be alarmed. Since Roshi wants a competition, I'll just have to accept."

Upon hearing that Ezra Zephyr was going to accept the match, the numerous disciples looked to each other in dismay, seeing the worried looks in everyone's eyes as they began to speak in low voices.

They were clearly afraid that Ezra Zephyr would lose, giving them no option but to return to Roshi.

However, since the competition was already set in stone, their worry would not change anything. The only thing left was to nervously wait for the match in five days.

In the following five days, the spiritual technique match between Ezra Zephyr and Roshi had undoubtedly become the focus of the entire outer mountains. It was the most popular topic for a time, drawing the attention of countless disciples.

No one had expected Roshi to counter attack in such a manner.

But it was undoubtedly a very smart move. If it was only a spiritual technique competition, no one could say that Roshu was using his superior might to bully Ezra.

However, things were not looking good for the prince. From what everyone could see, no matter how talented Ezra was in the Gossamer Steps technique, he would not be able to match Roshi, whom had not stopped walking on this path for nearly two years.

After all, someone who could become an official ouer mountain disciple would not be an easy opponent.

<A certain little house in the outer mountains.>

Dressed entirely in white, Drake Tubble was seated inside a stone pavilion as the surrounding spiritual energy surged over, transforming into white smoke that flowed into his body through his nose.

The sound of rushing wind was heard behind him, causing Drake Tubble to open his eyes, only to find a young man in blue robes standing behind him. The youth's eyes were long and narrow, and seemed to smile all the time. But there was a blade like feeling from his smile that made no one dare to look directly at him.

The young man in blue robes was called Paul Channa and was also an influential figure amongst the outer mountain disciples. He was ranked third amongst the ten great outer mountain disciples, losing only to Drake Tubble and Ravina Ingale.

Paul grinned and said, "Heh, have you heard? That guy Ezra Zephyr is going to compete with Roshi in the Gossamer Steps technique."

Drake's expression remained indifferent as he said, "Overestimating his abilities."

Paul chuckled. "It seems that you have a lot of opinions about him."

There was only calmness on Drake's face as he replied, "He does not have the qualifications for me to have any opinions about him. However, he is very cunning. He deliberately approached Mahi in hopes of making use of her connections.

And recently, even Ravina and him have been meeting far too many times."

Drake's gaze lowered slightly as iciness flashed in his eyes.

"He truly is not tactful at all. I had warned him after all." Muttered Drake to himself.

Upon hearing Drake's words, Paul grinned and said, "That kid is rather unfortunate to have caught your attention."

The man in blue cloths indifferently said, "But it seems that there is no need for me to act. Although Roshi is only a silver belt disciple, he has still managed to enter the outer mountains, and even if it is only an Gossamer Steps technique match, he should still be able to steamroll that kid.

Roshi doesn't really have much ability. It's been years, but he's still only a silver belt disciple." Paul Channa's tone was full of contempt towards Roshi.

Drake glanced at the former. "Do not underestimate him. Roshi is very cunning, and has likely concealed his abilities."

He raised his head and looked towards a certain direction in the outer mountains as iciness and disdain appeared in his eyes.

"When Roshi crushes that arrogant kid, he should learn to be a little more well behaved, right? To think that a peasant prince from this remote continent dares to steal my woman."

The corners of Drake's mouth curled as he said to Paul, "When the date of the match arrives, we'll also go watch the entertainment."