The Atrocious Werewolf Prince



Master Albus looked at Antero. "Antero, if he has two different martial spirits then it will be a problem of what to teach him. He needs two spiritual techniques of equal output and input to keep his contrasting mana in balance."

"The very explanation of yin and yang, I say." Said Uxama.

A tensed line appeared on Master Antero's forehead as he pondered something, a few seconds later his eyes widened. "Hope and Despair!" He murmured.

"What do you mean by that?" Asked Master Bisma.

"Hey! Are you insane?" The tone of Master Albus changed.

Even the calm Master Uxama wheeled his head to see Antero. "You are aware that it's a forbidden technique."

It seemed that only these 3 oldest masters were familiar with this name.

Master Antero nodded his head. "I am not a fool, I will seek an audience with Supreme Leader later and ask him."

The masters turned silent and changed their sight towards the platforms.

<5th Silver Platform>

The gigantic fist of dark blue colour made its way to Argus Woska.

He clenched his right fist in response, the spiritual energy swarmed out of his body and circled his right gauntlet.

The more spiritual energy gathered the more vibration his gauntlet made.

"Gong of Bourdon, 12 Gongs."

~WHOOOOOM~

He took a step and glided his foot palm to exert maximum force as he neatly directed his punch to the Gamma layer skill of Ethan.

~BAAANNNG~

The punch and fist collided and caused a deafening metallic noise.

Argus was pushed back until the people heard the sound of the bell.

~GONG~

The power of the fist diminished.

~GONG - GONG~

The Gamma layer spiritual technique Whacking Wham was halted.

~GONG - GONG - GONG~

At the 6th gong, the fist was pushed back.

~GONG - GONG~

Cracks appeared on the fist, and a strange spiritual energy bell could be vividly seen above the platform. Every time it rang, the power of Argus' skill doubled.

On the 5th branch, Master Franco clenched his fists in anticipation. "8 gongs! That's more than enough reason for me to fight other peak masters for him." He said to himself.

~GONG~

The skill of Ethan vibrated and was destroyed.

~BOOOOM~

Ethan coughed out blood and Master Franco who was cheerfully sitting jumped and stood up.

~GONG - GONG~

Two more gongs rang above the platform, Ethan who was pondering about what to do felt a warm sensation on his chest.

~BHAM BHAM~

Two power blows hit his chest, 2nd was more powerful than 1st.

"What!" He was stupified.

Master Albus quickly looked at Master Franco, who had his eyes widened and jaw dropped. "Someone more talented than you in external body technique has come."

~GONG - GONG~

"Holly Fuck, 13 gongs!" Yelled Franco.

He looked above and could still see the vivid bell. The giant master of Divine Demon Peak couldn't resist and jump, he leapt over the other top platforms and plunged onto the 5th platform.

~BAAAMMM~

The entire platform quacked. He hurriedly raised his hand, a minuscule amount of spiritual energy came out and the bell was destroyed. Argus Woska was affected by it and as he spat out blood.

~CRACKLE - CRACKLE~

An uncontrollable amount of black lightning thundered, every eye and ear was affected by it. The source of it was situated on the champion golden platform. "Peak Master, that's very unfair." Said Ezra Zephyr, the bracelet on his wrist started to glow.

But before he could do anything, a chilling voice came accompanied by murderous intent. "Franco, what are you doing?" The wrathful tone belonged to Master Antero. The acting head of Peak Masters.

Master Franco didn't flinch, he respectfully bowed and replied. "Master Antero, my peak is getting weaker. External body prowess is chosen by rare ones and these two are treasures in my eyes. The match is already decided, the winner is clear. Any more delay would have caused a meaningless death."

Antero looked and found Ethan unconscious.

Franco quickly took out two pills from a spatial bag that hung on his waist, he inserted one in Ethan's mouth and gave the other to Argus.

"Rascal, you should have gone easy on him. He is a rare specie." Said Franco.

Argus coughed and ate the pill. "I did and what specie? He's just an overgrown human."

"Overgrown human! You musclehead, he has the blood of a giant race, he's a cross-breed. Have you ever seen an 8'6 feet tall human?"

"Oh!..." that was all Argus said.

Master Franco looked at him and asked something that has been eating him for a while.

"You said, you went easy on him. How many gongs can you ring?" He finally asked.

"18 gongs." Argus replied.

"Eight-eighteen gongs!" The shock was visible on Franco's face.

Argus confusingly asked. "I know it's not much, his majesty also scolded me for that he said I'm dumb. But hey, I won, haha."

Franco laughed spuriously and looked above at Ezra who was smiling at him, completely opposite to his few seconds earlier reaction.

"If someone who rang 18 gongs is dumb in his eyes then what would I be?" He asked himself.

"Master Franco, the lonely 5th branch is calling you." Said Master Usama as he chuckled.

"Yes, I apologise for causing a ruckus." Saif Franco as he gently flew back to his seat.

Ezra Zephyr looked at Argus Woska, the internal injury caused by the destruction of his spiritual technique was healed by the pill he ate, even Ethan was breathing fine despite the shattered chest of his.

All those who stepped out of the platforms looked at the competitors fighting to get the platform, the dying dream in their hearts started to sparkle again.

A slim guy wearing a sleeveless shirt was amongst the masses, watching all that with tears in his eyes.

"Ahhhhh!! Fuck it..." he yelled.

"What will I do now, I can't go back, there will be no one welcoming back a failure. I'm going to join this sect even if I have to die a year later. It's better to die fighting as a martial master than live as a coward quitter." He wailed and jumped back towards the platforms.