The Atrocious Werewolf Prince

The prince frowned slightly as his figure moved, like wind as it drifted forward and landed in front of the two.

"What is it?" He asked.

Upon seeing Ezra Zephyr, Ash panted a few times before looking towards Ezra Zephyr with an ugly expression as he said, "Drake Tubble gathered many of the more highly ranked unofficial outer mountain disciples last night to fix the top ten spots of the peak selection ceremony.

He said that the Shiyan and Rhiyan disciples are going to take eight of them. If we from the other continents want to compete, we can only fight for the last two spots. Whoever breaks this rule will become an enemy of all the Shiyan and Rhiyan disciples!"

Ash Bekham's expression turned complicated as he gazed at Ezra Zephyr. The unofficial outer mountains were currently in an uproar due to this news.

"Finally, he also said… that you are the reason behind all of this."

"I'm the reason, heh." Ezra Zephyr laughed slightly after hearing what they had to say. Drake Tubble was clearly doing this on purpose, he aimed to make the other continent's disciples resent Ezra Zephyr.

When that happened, he and his continent would not only have to face hostility from the Shiyan and Rhiyan disciples but also the criticism of the disciples from the other continents. With unfriendliness from both sides, The Naran disciples' situation would not be good.

"There are already some other continent disciples that have begun to complain. They feel that it's clearly a grudge between only you and Drake Tubble, but it has now ended up implicating them…" Ash Bekham smiled bitterly.

If this continued, the prince would become highly criticized.

A mocking look rose from the corners of Ezra Zephye's mouth accompanied by a wicked grin as he said, "Those obtuse dimwitted fucks can't even understand that it's not me but him, who started this mud-fight?"

Although Drake's tactics were underhanded, the prince felt that the disciples who blamed him were even more stupid.

Gill's mouth pulled outwards as he said, "These guys only know how to bully the weak and fear the strong. They don't dare to voice their objections to Drake, so they made up another reason to vent their frustrations."

Drake clearly knew that this would be the outcome, hence why he had acted so outrageously.

After all, the title of the number one individual amongst the unofficial outer mountain disciples was a powerful deterrent force.

Even though Ezra had defeated an official outer mountain disciple in a spiritual technique match, in the eyes of the disciples, he was still lacking what needed to be compared to Drake.

Everyone felt Drake was very likely to become a well-known figure of this batch in the Spirit Devouring Mountain, and his prospects were practically limitless. Hence, they would naturally not dare to offend him.

However, Ezra was of a different mind. "What did you say?" His tone changed, it carried a chaotic aura.

Gill and Ash involuntarily flinched. "Your majesty, I said... they are afraid of Drake."

"No, other than that... the fuck did say about bullying the weak." Ezra reminded.

"Oh, I said they bully us because we are wea-"

~CRACKLE CRACKLE~

Before he could fully say it, the black lightning thundered. Ezra Zephyr raised his hand, and a bolt of lightning flickered and landed on a nearby hill.

~BOOM CRAACKK CRASH~

The moment the black and red lightning touched the hill, the seemingly unflinching and sturdy hill crumbled, rocks fell in a perpetual manner and within seconds, the hill crumbled in a disgustingly crunching manner.

"If I ever see you with that depressing rattle of yours again, I'll give you the experience that this hill went through. It seems my forbearance drew a wrong image, you louts think that imp-looking feral creature is stronger than me!" Ezra said in a declaring tone.

He lowered his murdering aura when he saw Gill in sweat, he tapped his shoulder and said. "Gain some minor confidence, you craven milksop. You could have a harem if you had a good spirit and 5 years training program."

Gill Subzi was bewildered. "I apo-apologise, your majesty..." That's all he could say.

Ash Bekham who was alarmed by Ezra's sudden change shook his head and regained his senses. "Brother Ezra, I'm convinced that you are on par with Drake, but quite many people have complaints against you, while even more are very angry at Drake's overbearingness but can't do anything about it.

According to these rules of his, the Shiyan and Rhiyan disciples will be occupying eight of the top ten spots, leaving the rest of us to fight for the remaining two. There are so many of us from the other continents, can you imagine how wretched and desperate the situation will be."

"Tsk, you nitwit primates are worse than those werehyenas from Warborn Kingdom." He said regretfully.

Ash Bekham blinked his eyes in confusion.

Ezra counter asked. "On what basis should we listen to him? Do the likes of him have the right to allocate these places?

The top ten spots of the peak selection ceremony should be contested based on one's own strength. Who the hell is Drake, and how thick-skinned is he to think he could decide on how they should be split?"

Ash smiled bitterly. "I've heard that the peak selection ceremony will be a free-for-all battlement, while the quality of the Shiyan and Rhiyan disciples far surpasses the rest of us. Take the top ten unofficial outer mountains disciples for example, a total of 7 are from them, 4 from Shiyan continent and 3 from Rhiyan

Hence, when the time comes to vie for the top ten spots of the peak selection ceremony, they will have the upper hand.

What's more, they have Drake Tubble, whom no one has been able to come close to. Now that he has even brought together the Shiyan disciples to decide the allocation of the top ten spots, whoever tries to touch those spots would have to face all of the Shiyan and Rhiyan disciples.