The Atrocious Werewolf Prince

Black lightning violently thundered out from Ezra Zephyr's body, rapidly dancing around him like chaotic bolts as his aura steadily rose.

In front of him, Moshi and gang were first stunned by the prince's sudden change, but upon hearing his words, every one of them began to see red.

"What the heck did you just say!?" Moshi became angry, his eyes filled with ridicule as he disdainfully said, "Taking us all on alone? Who do you think you are? Do you really believe that defeating Peliok has given you the qualifications to show such arrogance in the face of real first class disciples like us?"

The faces of Moshi and gang were filled with amusement and contempt, evidently feeling that Ezra Zephyr was truly a joke. After all, Ezra was merely a early 2nd Level Core Formation in their eyes.

Though his feat of defeating Peliok in a single punch had been pretty shocking, it was really nothing to be proud of to Moshi and the rest.

Peliok was only a second class disciple, his strength merely at the 2nd Level Core Formation.

Hence, Ezra's current appearance was extremely comical to them, as if they were looking at a clown.

Moshi's laughter continued for quite some time before finally coming to a halt. He was actually pretty happy that Ezra Zephyr had voluntarily jumped out. After all, the former had indeed come here today to cause trouble.

Even if Ezra had not voluntarily spoken up earlier, Moshi would not easily let the matter rest.

"You can forget all of us ganging up on you, it is far too shameful." Moshi shook his head, a sliver of iciness rising in his eyes as he looked towards Ezra Zephyr and said, "Your flowery words are useless against me, so I will be using my fists to reveal your true colors in front of Mahi Ingale!"

He took a step forward as powerful spiritual energy abruptly burst out from his body, the full might of the 3rd Level Core Formation undoubtedly on full display.

By the side, Gill Subzi was intimidated by Moshi's pressure, causing his expression to change slightly as worry emerged in his eyes. Moshi was after all pretty famous amongst the first class disciples. After his defeat to Xyr, he worked twice as hard and also manages to knit 10 yarn of Gossamer Steps technique.

Seeing that a fight was about to break out, Gill Subzi's gaze kept darting towards the outside of the mountain.

~SWIISH~

The sound of rushing wind was suddenly heard at this moment, rapidly approaching the creak as a cold and stern shout rang out, "Moshi, if you plan on taking on brother Ezra Zephyr, you'll have to first ask for my permission!"

Several figures of light landed, revealing their appearance. The one leading them was Ash Bekham.

They had evidently heard the news, and were afraid that Ezra Zephyr would be in for a hard time. Hence, they had hurried over to lend their aid.

Ash wore a solemn expression as powerful spiritual energy pulsed around him. Things had been going pretty well for him over the past half a month, even gaining the title of one of the ten great outer mountain disciples.

Although he was only ranked tenth, the fact that he was able to enter the ranks as a non Shiyan and Rhiyan Continents disciple was enough to show his ability.

Moshi frowned when he saw Ash, a trace of wariness in his eyes. Ash Bekham was after all tenth amongst the ten great outer mountain disciples, an individual that was indeed more powerful than himself.

Even so, there was no fear on Moshi's face as he indifferently said, "Ash, this matter does not concern you. It will be best if you do not interfere."

The leader of none Shiyan faction responded in a low voice, "You are the one who should not be too overbearing, brother Ezra is not someone who actively stirs up trouble. Why must you provoke him."

Mockery rose from the corners of Moshi's mouth. "We weren't the ones provoking him, he was the one who just declared that he will take us all on alone." The others laughed loudly in accompaniment.

Ash Bekham's expression sunk slightly. "If you insist on making things difficult, don't blame me later on."

Moshi's eyes hardened as he said, "Don't think for a second that I am afraid of you. I only said so much earlier to give you some face. There should be some amongst you that are learning the Gossamer Steps technique from my elder brother, right?"

The threat in his final few words was already clear as day. Ash's expression changed a little, evidently not expecting Moshi to so shamelessly use that to threaten him.

However, he was no coward. Since he had already decided to reveal himself, he would not be so easily frightened off by Moshi. Without further ado, spiritual energy began to stir as his piercing gaze looked towards Moshi.

The latter likewise did not expect Ash Bekham to be so stubborn, causing his expression to turn somewhat ugly.

"Haha, it seems that you're pretty fond of sticking your doggy paws into other people's business. Since you're so free, why not exchange a move or two with me." Just as Moshi's expression turned ugly, a bout of laughter suddenly sounded as a figure of light flew over and landed nearby.

It was a thin man who looked rather monkey like with a pair of deep set eyes. However, the spiritual energy undulations from his body were in no way weaker than Ash Bekham's.

Gill Subzi could not help but softly gasp at the sight of this person, "It's Son Jingle."

Ezra's eyes narrowed slightly. He had heard this name before. It was said that he was ranked ninth amongst the ten great outer mountain disciples, one position higher than Ash.

It seems that Moshi had predicted Ash's interference and invited this expert over to help.

The expression in Ash Bekham's eyes sunk when he saw the monkey like young man as he sighed inside. It seems that Moshi was not going to let this matter go with words alone.