The Atrocious Werewolf Prince

The duel between Ezra and Sean was obviously going to be an interesting one, and it immediately drew the attention of more and more disciples as news of their clash quickly spread.

Ella was also alerted, causing her to frown a little. She had naturally heard of Sean and was well aware that he was quite a formidable individual. She never expected that he would be the first Blood Slaughterer Peak disciple Ezra encountered.

"It seems like junior brother Ezra's luck is not very good." Beside Ella, the senior brother named Lychris narrowed his eyes slightly and remarked with a sarcastic smile.

"More importantly, Umor, Denise Tubble and the other Blood Slaughterer Peak disciples are all heading towards him. If Ezra allows himself to be tied down by Sean, it will only be a matter of time before he'll be trapped."

Ella coldly glared at him. Though she didn't retort, her hands could not help but clenched tightly. Ezra was indeed in a tough spot. "Ezra, you must not die!"

"Oh, are they about to start?" Lychris suddenly chuckled while fixed on the spiritual energy mirror.

Derision appeared on Lychris's lips as he said, "Haha, what a brave fellow. He actually dares to use his bare fist to meet Sean's sword? Doesn't he know that the spiritual energy of the Blood Slaughterer Peak disciples is the sharpest in our Spirit Devouring Mountain?"

He had just seen Ezra extend his arm and grab the sword.

Gasps immediately erupted from the numerous surrounding disciples. Some of the female disciples even shut their eyes as if anticipating that Ezra's palm would be sliced apart.

Ella's face also turned a little pale.

The mocking smile on Lychris's lips grew. He stared intently at the spiritual energy mirror, eagerly waiting to see Ezra's miserable fate.

Under his intense stare, all of the disciples watched Ezra's grade 4 rune Palm of Lightning Demon turn in a flash, before grabbing the sword. His hand slid down the sword, causing sparks to fly.

Not even a single drop of blood could be seen.

Next, Ezra instantly closed the distance between him and Sean and quickly delivered a punch packed with power into the latter's gut.

The fight came to an abrupt end.

The expression of numerous disciples immediately froze at this moment, staring in disbelief as Sean slowly crumpled to the ground. It was only a single punch.

Sean, the 3rd most powerful gold belt disciple from Blood Slaughterer Peak, was defeated just like that?

Loud gulping sounds were heard one after another.

It was completely different from the outcome they had imagined!

The derisive smile on Lychris's face froze little by little. Soon after, the corners of his lips twitched as he exclaimed, "How is this possible?! How could he have received Sean's sword with his bare hands?"

Given Sean's strength, even someone as strong as Kimba would only end up getting cut if he were to try and receive the attack with his bare hands. So how did this new guy do it?

Beside him, Ella heaved a deep sigh of relief, before shooting him an indifferent look. Even though she didn't utter a single word, the mocking expression in her eyes was enough to make Lychris's face instantly turn red with embarrassment.

He had been mocking Ezra just a moment ago. In the blink of an eye, however, his words returned to slap him in the face.

"Junior brother Lychris, if you want to watch, it wouldn't hurt for you to remain quiet and keep your remarks to yourself." Said Ella Abella in a calm manner. Her words, however, were extremely merciless, showing no respect for Lychris's dignity.

Lychris's face was an angry mixture of white and green. However, he did not dare to do anything to Ella, and had no choice but to swallow his anger. His dark gaze glared at Ezra's figure in the mirror as he secretly swore, "What's there to be happy about? When Umor shows up, you will be in for a good time!"

Ella smiled. "That's exactly what those who ate dust by his hands said as well."

…

On the mountain peak where Elder Lo and his disciples were standing.

A wave of cheers immediately exploded from them when they saw this scene. They had previously been worrying their hearts out for Ezra Zephyr.

However, Elder Lo was astounded. His head turned to where Elder Song was as he sent a message through telepathy, a power used by Foundation Establishment experts. "Elder Song, did you see that?"

The elder of the imprint faction who wanted to defeat Ezra was baffled as well. "Yes… how did he use a Grade 4 Rune!?"

At this moment, Elder Lo saw regret in Elder Song's eyes. He was condemning every moment that created a distance between him and Ezra. 

The elder of alchemy smiled. "Elder Song, I have a proposal."

…

Near Elder Lo, James Endoro withdrew his gaze and said, "That was very decisive of Ezra. The fact that he dared to use his bare palm against a Blood Slaughterer Peak disciple is proof of his bravery."

Mubarak heard it and boastly replied, "Just a small fry."

James could not help but be startled by these words. He was a little upset as he said, "From what angle he looked like a small fry to you, I'm afraid that it won't be the same for Ezra. Sean likely wasn't expecting Ezra to pull off such a stunt. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been defeated by a single blow.

Moreover… Even though he defeated Sean, he has now been marked by the Enchanting Fragrance from Sean's pendant, a fragrance unique to Blood Slaughterer Peak. Hence, I believe that every Blood Slaughterer Peak disciple will soon track him down.

When that happens, he will be in huge trouble. Tch, a situation where a single person takes on all of the disciples from one of the peaks has never happened before in our Spirit Devouring Mountain."

Mubarak fell into thought for a while, before she earnestly said, "Well, he is not alone."

James Endoro froze, he remembered the Bloodfang army. His eyes moved and landed on different mirrors and mumbled.  "Those 5 are no less of monsters.