The Atrocious Werewolf Prince

Near the peak of Energy Mountain, one of the Shiyan first class disciples laughed as he remarked, "Hehe, so he does have some skills."

His gaze contained hints of a toying sensation when he looked towards Ezra.

"Peliok turns out to be rather disappointing." This was the evaluation of the Shiyan and Rhiyan first class disciples, clearly extremely displeased with Peliok's performance.

After all, Peliok had been defeated by a genius from some remote continent, a fact that would undoubtedly affect the superior status of these two strong continents' geniuses.

One of the first class disciples looked towards Drake and asked with a smile, "Drake, what's your opinion?

He nonchalantly glanced at Ezra's figure before withdrawing his gaze. "He's not bad. The martial spirit he has is likely a 6th Grade, which is pretty rare. Such a high level Spirit almost never seen in these remote continents. It seems that he had a fortunate encounter.

However, his cultivation is too low. The previous punch may seem simple, but it contained the majority of his power. Any of you would have been able to block it.

All in all, he's only a small threat, so there's no need to make a fuss about it."

Upon hearing Drake's evaluation, the other Shiyan and Rhiyan first class disciples chuckled. In contrast to the shock the other disciples felt, their insight was much better and would naturally not react so drastically to Ezra Zephyr's punch.

However, the contempt they had towards Ezra previously had now waned slightly.

As top continents' disciples, they naturally had an air of superiority towards the disciples from the other continents.

Ravina's eyes contained a sliver of interest as she stared at the prince. It seems that they had been wrong. Ezra Zephyr may look like a 1st level on the surface, but his true battle power was pretty much off the charts.

"Looks like his first class disciple status was not fully due to pulling strings." Mumbled Ravina to herself, before she slowly withdrew her gazze.

Ezra's earlier performance could be said to be perfect. However, it at most made her feel slightly amazed, the complete and utter shock the other disciples felt was evidently not too probably with her.

Under the various gazes all over the mountain, Ezra slowly pulled back his fist. He gazed at the sorry figure that had tumbled to the bottom of the mountain and suddenly shook his sleeve. A bolt of black lightning shot out, lifting a cloth bag from Peliok's body.

A tinkling sound was heard as the cloth bag swayed. It was the sound of Spirit jade pieces.

~SWIISSH~

However, just as Ezra was about to retrieve the bag, a  stream of mana shot over, grabbing the other end of the bag.

Ezra's eyes widened slightly as he lifted his head, only to see a young man in scarlet robes indifferently looking at him from one of the cultivation platforms near the peak, the latter's scattered hair hanging behind him.

"My fellow disciple, since you've already won, there's no need to be so overbearing, right?" The young man in scarlet robes revealed a faint smile.

Numerous gazes looked towards him, whispers immediately rising.

"It's Moshi. I knew he would do something. I heard that he and Peliok are very close, but most importantly, he is also a Shiyan disciple."

Ezra Zephyr gazed at the young man in scarlet robes and chuckled. "I am only retrieving what should be mine, that's not overbearing, right?"

The eyes of the young man narrowed slightly. "Peliok was indeed reckless earlier, but you've already taught him a lesson. Will you leave these Spirit jade pieces behind on my account?"

Although his tone was calm, there was no room for discussion, as if the matter had already been decided.

"If fellow disciple had stepped forward earlier, today's matter would not have happened." Said Ezra Zephyr.

"As for now… I'm afraid that it's already too late." Ezra's eyes hardened as he flicked his finger.

The bolt of Chaos lightning instantly tore open the cloth bag. With a wave of his sleeve, another red bolt of Chaos force snaked out and caught all the falling Spirit jade pieces before returning to him.

If he had lost today, Moshi would not have spoken up for him. Hence, he would naturally not show any courtesy to such a bias person.

"You!" Upon seeing Ezra directly snatch away the Spirit jade pieces, an act that clearly gave no face, Moshi's eyes also hardened, iciness appearing in his gaze when he looked at Ezra Zephyr.

"What an arrogant rascal!" Moshi smiled in anger. "Do you really dare to step over all our Shiyan and Rhiyan disciples heads?!"

Moshi's words were malicious, instantly pitting Ezra Zephyr against every disciple of the 2 continents, evidently planning on making him face the fury of the crowd.

Some disciples seemed to look over. They were naturally not feeling too good about Peliok's miserably defeat, and it was difficult to avoid having opinions about the one who had beaten him.

"Haha, there seems to be a mistake in brother Moshi's words. Before the challenge, Peliok had already agreed to the terms, which every disciple here clearly heard.

It is only reasonable for brother Ezra Zephyr to retrieve his spoils of battle, so why the need to be so overbearing?" A voice sounded all of a sudden.

Unexpectedly however, it was speaking up for Ezra Zephyr.

The prince was somewhat surprised. He turned his head, and found that the one who had spoken was a faintly smiling thin young man.

Ezra had a faint impression of the former. He was also a first class disciple, and should be called Ash Bekham. He too was not from the Shiyan or Rhiyan Continent, and was hence pretty popular amongst many non Shiyan and Rhiyan disciples, making him a celebrity of sorts.

After Ezra had displayed his strength, the opinion that he was someone who went through the back door had changed, and there were now people who were willing to show friendly gestures to him, though he honestly did not mind either way