The Atrocious Werewolf Prince

The vicinity of the mountain was silent for an instant before cries of surprise swept across the sky and land. Stunned looks could be seen on every disciple. They too had not expected the ultimate winner to be Ezra Zephyr.

An unofficial outer mountain disciple had beaten an official outer mountain disciple in a spiritual technique match?

This was something that had never happened before in the Spirit Devouring Mountain.

The sight of the young figure that stood atop the peak made even the proud Shiyan disciple click their tongues in wonder at this moment. Although they were somewhat unwilling to accept it, the young man from this remote continent had indeed obtained a beautiful victory today.

"Wow, this guy is a little too amazing!" Natli Teum's hands were cupping her pretty face, a tiny trace of admiration in her watery eyes as she dazedly stared at Ezra Zephyr's figure.

After all, they clearly understood how difficult it was to win as an unofficial mountain disciple even in a spiritual technique match.

Mahi Ingale's snow-white chin nodded faintly, a slight smile flowing out from the corners of her lips. Ezra Zephyr's performance was indeed breathtaking.

On the huge tree, Elder Rustam stood up and moved, appearing directly at the peak. His gaze swept across the deathly pale Roshi as he announced, "The winner of this match is Ezra Zephyr. From today onwards, Ezra Zephyr will have the right to teach the Gossamer Steps technique, while Roshi will be stripped of his Gossamer Steps technique instructor status. You shall return to the official outer mountains tomorrow."

Rustam looked towards Roshi and indifferently said, "Besides this, you broke the rules during the match, so make sure to receive your punishment at the disciplinary hall."

He had obviously caught Roshi using a pill during the match.

Roshi's body shook as his complexion paled even further. In the end, his legs turned to jelly as he crumpled to the ground.

He never imagined that he would face such a complete defeat this time.

As Rustam's voice sounded across the mountains, numerous cheers began to erupt from the surroundings. The disciples that were hoping to receive tutelage from Ezra even more excited and elated.

The other disciples sighed inside. Ezra Zephyr was going to become famous after this match. It was likely that no one in the entire outer mountains would continue to look down on him

Paul Channa looked towards Ezra with interest as he listened to the cheers that filled the skies. Soon after, he sighed and said, "He does have some ability. If it were a real fight, his speed will be rather troublesome."

Drake's expression remained indifferent. He looked towards Ravina Ingale below, and just happened to catch sight of her looking at Ezra Zephyr's figure with a smile. The former's expression immediately sunk a little.

He had used numerous methods in an attempt to deepen their relationship, but there was ultimately no progress. Ravina did not seem to have any feelings for him.

Although he did not know whether Ravina was really interested in Ezra, Drake Tubble did not like this attitude she had towards him, because Drake himself had never experienced the same thing before.

Drake Tubble raised his head, looking towards the figure on the peak as his expression darkened slightly. "Lowly werewolf, there are certain things that someone like you does not have the right to even think about, the most important thing for anyone is to know one's place. You had best not provoke me."

The curtains had finally closed on the spiritual technique match. However, the resultant excitement bathed the entire outer mountains for the subsequent few days.

After this feat, Ezra's name was now well known in the outer mountains.

Although many disciples had heard of him at the very beginning, the impression they had was one of mockery and disdain towards him, merely assuming he was a first class disciple that had taken the back door in.

Now however, there was no longer contempt in one's tone when one talked about Ezra Zephyr, because that contempt had been replaced by admiration.

After all, not just anyone could achieve the feat of winning an official outer mountain disciple in a spiritual technique match.

After that day, there were busibodies that began to dispute the outer mountain disciple rankings. All of them felt that Ezra Zephyr's strength would be able to enter the top five.

The reason why he was not ranked higher was because the Gossamer Steps technique highly specialized in speed, while his martial prowess was only at the 2nd Level Core Formation. If he were to fight against the higher ranked outer mountain disciples, everyone felt that Ezra Zephyr may not be able to win.

On the other hand, if Ezra Zephyr had faced and won against Roshi in a real battle, it was likely that no one would object even if he was ranked first amongst the outer mountain disciples.

Even so, Ezra Zephyr was now already an existence that could not be ignored in the outer mountains.

<Mystic Demon Library, a certain rear mountain lecture hall.>

Since Roshi had already been sent back to the inner mountain, the lecture hall he originally used was now empty. Hence, elder Rustam allocated the hall to Ezra Zephye, giving him permission to teach disciples here.

The lecture hall was currently almost bursting with people.

Ezra Zephyr sat at the center, the black lightning extended from his body, wrapping around the wrist of every disciple. The numerous disciples present wore respectful and solemn looks on their faces.

Although there were many people inside, it was peaceful and silent.

Ezra Zephyr's eyes were closed, his senses reaching out through the black lightning as the spiritual energy within his body twinkled.

Ever since Ezra has awakened his bloodline, it had become much easier for him to sense the yarns of others, and he no longer felt as exhausted as before.

Likewise, his sensing effectiveness had also grown.

Ezra's eyes had been shut for a long time. At a certain moment, they suddenly opened as he began directing the spiritual energy in the many disciples' bodies, sending it charging towards a certain spot in their bodies.

A faint noise rang out as joy surfaced on the numerous disciples' faces. Everyone had clearly felt a yarn being knitted in their bodies.

A wave of happiness washed over the lecture hall.

Ezra waved his hand. "Today's session shall end here. All of you should polish and complete your newly knitted yarns after leaving."

The numerous disciples rose upon hearing this, respectfully cupping their hands together at Ezra Zephyr, before leaving one after another with excited expressions.

The prince stretched his back, easing the tension between his bones. Giving guidance every day was a dry and boring task, and he definitely would not do it if not for the spirit jade.

Most importantly, it was cutting into his own training time. Hence why he had yet to complete the 14 yarns he had knitted in the match with Roshi.

The disciples scattered, leaving only a single pretty figure behind. It was naturally Mahi Ingale.

She grinned widely as she gazed at Ezra Zephyr and said, "Hey, everyone else has knitted an yarn today, but there's nothing on my end."

Ezra Zephyr shot a helpless look at her. "You've already reached the first level, it's only natural that sensing your yarns is more difficult."

Mahi had fully completed 36 yarns two days ago, allowing her to reach the first level of the Gossamer Steps technique. However, she was clearly unsatisfied with this result, hence wanting to continue onwards to the second level under Ezra's guidance.

Mahi pitifully looked towards the prince. "But you promised me."

"Stop faking it." Ezra Zephyr shook his head in an annoyed manner. Someone like Mahi Ingale was clearly unable to pull off a convincing pitiful act.

Mahi glared at him, before she placed her hands on her hips and pretended to be fierce. "Boy, if you dare to break your promise, just wait and see how I'll punish you."

Towards the end, she could not help but break out into a smile.

The prince sighed. He really could not be bothered with her antics. He stood up and walked towards the exit as he said, "I'll give you some special service later, I really can't afford to offend you after all."

Mahi Ingale was indeed pretty talented, and had a powerful background. She would definitely become a core member of the Spirit Devouring Mountain in the future, plus her character was not bad. Therefore, the prince did not mind having her as a friend.

Only then did Mahi let out a soft, satisfied laugh. The corners of her lips could not help but raise slightly at the sight of Ezra Zephyr's helpless appearance.

Though he was ferocious and ruthless in battle, he was very easy-going most of the time. Or that's what she thought.

"I'll be making a trip to the Mystic Demon Library to borrow a spiritual technique."

He said and left in hurry.