The Atrocious Werewolf Prince

Once the scarlet pill entered Roshi's stomach, a surge of heat exploded from within it, like magma as it frantically flowed through his channels.

This pill was known as the Energy Boost Pill and was said to have the effect of temporarily raising the power of one's spiritual techniques. There were some negative repercussions, however, though the current Roshi clearly could not be bothered by such things to achieve victory.

He knew that he would likely lose all face if he lost to Ezra here.

Therefore, he absolutely could not lose.

Scarlet red surfaced in Roshi's eyes as an evil look flashed within them. In the next instant, his speed abruptly soared, a flash of red faintly visible in the mists swirling around his body.

In a short few minutes, he had widened the lead once again.

With the Energy Boost Pill, Roshi's speed was now comparable to the Gossamer Steps technique with over 60 yarns knitted.

An uproar once again swept through the surroundings of the green mountain, everyone stunned by Roshi's sudden explosion of speed. No one had expected him to have concealed his abilities so deeply.

"It's truly hopeless now…" The crowd shook their heads. Roshi's explosion of speed this time was just too frightening.

His figure had practically become wind, the sky full of astral wind knives unable to stop him for even a split second. This level of mastery was already fast approaching the second level.

Natli's mouth hung wide open as she involuntarily muttered, "Has Roshi's mastery already reached such heights?"

Ravina frowned deeply, somewhat uncertain. Although she had felt that Roshi was hiding his abilities, had he really hidden them to such an extent?

The current level of Roshi's Gossamer Steps was already very close to the second level.

The situation did indeed look extremely bad for Ezra Zephyr.

"Why does it suddenly seem as if Roshi is on steroids!" Yelled Ash Bekham, his eyes filled with worry. Just as Ezra had been about to surpass Roshi, the latter suddenly released another burst of speed.

Moreover, the sharp acceleration this time was basically despairing.

Telhi sighed regretfully. "It has not been easy for brother Ezra to reach this level. He's only spent so much time on the Gossamer Steps technique after all. If he had more time, reaching the second level would have been just around the corner."

Nearby, shui's eyebrows also knitted together slightly when she saw this scene.

On the tree, elder Rustam's indifferent gaze merely swept off Roshi as a bright light fitted past the depths of his eyes, clearly detecting something. His hand began to rise, and just as he was intending to speak, he suddenly let out a soft cry of surprise.

His gaze was currently looking towards Ezra Zephyr, who had now been left far behind, as a look of interest appeared in his eyes.

At this very moment, he could sense that the spiritual energy in Ezra's body had begun to ripple violently.

Evidently, the prince did not intend to give up just because Roshi had suddenly rocketed ahead.

On the mountain, Ezra's figure was akin to lightning. No panic appeared on his face as he gazed at the figure to his front that was rapidly pulling ahead. Instead, he took in a deep breath of cold air.

Invisible power shuddered around Ezra Zephyr's body, seemingly whipping up a storm.

In that very instant, the prince suddenly felt his senses grow even sharper, all things around him appearing even clearer than before, while also allowing him to better see their source.

Even the wind wrapped Roshi to his front was now within the range of his senses.

The prince could feel a tiny flash of scarlet-red light in the winds surrounding Roshi, faintly pulsing in a berserk manner.

"So that's what happened…" Iciness flooded Ezra's eyes. Roshi's sudden burst in speed was likely due to some kind of pill that had forcibly strengthened the Gossamer Steps technique.

"Did something awaken in me?"

Ezra's eyes were clear and calm, but this was not the time for him to discover the wonders of the unknown power. With a thought, a surge of power came into his mind.

"Dracul Wolf Bloodline!"

A low shout sounded in Ezra's heart as the ancient bloodline slowly began to morph his body. His body turned into a werewolf form, taller and more profound than before. A peculiar power abruptly erupted, immediately giving him a clear view of his surroundings

"What! Look at him!"

"A werewolf, he was a werewolf?!"

Numerous voices resounded around the green mountain.

Under the probing of the ancient bloodline, the prince could faintly see dot after dot of light suddenly begins to emerge, there were a total of 14 light dots.

Currently, 58 yarns had already been knitted in Ezra's body. If these 14 were added, it just nicely added up to 72.

72 knitted yarns meant that one had truly stepped into the second level of the Gossamer Steps technique.

"Although it would be safer to knit them one by one, it seems that I have no choice but to do them all at one go." Mumbled Ezra to himself.

The black lightning spiritual energy in his body began to churn violently, eventually whizzing through his channels as it charged towards the 14 yarns in succession.

Yarns were easily knitted wherever his spiritual energy passed.

All 14 yarns were threaded together by spiritual energy in a short few breaths.

72 yarns were now completely knitted.

Although the 14 new yarns had yet to be polished and infused with wind essence, Ezra's Gossamer Steps technique had now just barely reached the second level.

And this was already enough. The prince raised his gaze, looking towards the figure that was zooming towards the peak, as a certain angle slowly rose from the corners of his mouth.

"Dear Roshi, I'll show you what the true second level looks like!"

With a stomp of his foot, the space around him shook.

~AWOOOOOO~

Countless gazes in the vicinity of the mountain looked over in shock and astonishment. Ezra's body was gradually turned gossamer, seemingly transforming into a figure made from the wind.