A Well-Matched Opponent (Part 2)

Bang!

The tall figure lunged at Little Arro with a fierce howl, knocking him to the ground.

Unyielding fire burned in Little Arro's eyes. He defended with one hand while swiftly throwing a punch at the Werewolf's jaw.

You want to eat me?

I'll smash your teeth!

What if I can't smash them?

At least I have to show some attitude. Worst case, I die.

I have experience with that!

His long training, coupled with the endurance provided by the Knight's Breathing Technique he had maintained, gave Little Arro enough stamina. After throwing that punch, he found that the Werewolf did not resist. Ferocity surged within him, and he abandoned defense altogether, attacking wildly.

A moment later, he noticed the change in the Werewolf's fur color. Not knowing the reason, he only assumed something had gone wrong with the Werewolf's body.

This Werewolf had appeared while unconscious before, so it was perfectly normal for something to suddenly go wrong.

Should he take this chance to run?

Just as Little Arro hesitated, the Sinful Duo hidden in the darkness was also arguing.

"The Weakness Spell is too powerful! The wolf cub doesn't even have the strength to raise his hand. Hurry up and dispel the spell."

"I can't dispel it. The Negative Energy I collected can only cast Weakness Spell once a day. If I dispel it, how will I restrain the wolf cub afterward? You aren't seriously planning to let Little Arro face the wolf cub at full strength, are you?"

"Then retract your Mental Strength and let some of the Negative Energy dissipate! Hurry, Little Arro is about to run!"

"It'll be done soon!"

Something was wrong!

The Advanced Cat Form Fist—Tree Climbing—had made Little Arro's arms extraordinarily sensitive. He immediately noticed the anomaly.

The Werewolf's strength was recovering!

Attack!

Strike while he was down and kill him!

The jaw was indeed a human weakness, but Little Arro did not know whether it would work on a Werewolf. So he chose to attack another weakness shared by all male animals.

Do not let his young age fool you. His strength value was 0.5, meaning he truly possessed half the strength of an ordinary adult. With his adrenaline surging, he put all his strength into savagely kicking and stomping that weak point!

"Ah! Ah..."

The Werewolf curled up on the ground and screamed repeatedly, rolling with all his strength in the hope of evading Little Arro's follow-up attacks.

With every kick Little Arro delivered, David's brow twitched involuntarily. But after hearing a faint crack, he finally could not bear it any longer. Turning his head away, he sighed softly. "What a painful sight to watch!"

After hesitating for a moment, he took out the small bottle again and scattered the last of the Werewolf Flower.

Because of the final break, Little Arro's subsequent kicks did not hurt as much as before. After inhaling enough Werewolf Flower, the Werewolf Youth finally gathered a trace of strength.

"I'm going to beat you to death!"

The Werewolf Youth's voice came out in whimpers, tinged with tears. His consciousness was already blurry, yet he was filled with hatred for Little Arro.

The instant he caught Little Arro, he began wildly pounding that hateful face.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Every one of the Werewolf Youth's full-strength punches was Blocked by an invisible force, producing sounds like muffled drums. When he realized such attacks were not very effective, he changed tactics, grabbing Little Arro and wildly throwing and dragging him around, slamming him down again and again!

Little Arro's clothes were shredded by the constant dragging and scraping. His golden hair was a complete mess, covered with who knew how many dead leaves. Sweat and Dust were mixed together on his face.

He did not know why he had not suffered serious injuries. At that moment, there was only one thought in his heart... kill this Werewolf!

The moment the Werewolf's strength weakened even slightly, Little Arro swiftly rolled to his feet. His Eyes were exceptionally sharp. He clenched his teeth, exposing pale white fangs, his expression twisted as his entire body fell into madness!

"Die!"

His target remained the same. That area had already been ruptured and was injured from before. It was also dense with blood vessels and a key area for blood flow. With repeated attacks, perhaps he could make the Werewolf bleed to death.

"Gemma, why haven't you lifted the Weakness Spell yet? That little wolf cub doesn't even have the strength to fight back anymore."

The Black Cat silently watched ahead, Staring At Little Arro's savage appearance. Suddenly, she felt an intense ache in her heart.

Was this still that little darling who sat at his desk, reading books aloud on the surface while secretly doodling in private?

Was this still that little rascal who practiced Tree Climbing by repeatedly charging into tree trunks, bruising himself all over yet still smiling happily?

Was this still that little troublemaker who always sneaked up in front of her while she was sleeping and suddenly woke her with a shout?

Was this my student... Arro?

The Black Cat suddenly realized that she no longer quite recognized Little Arro, yet she also felt that Little Arro had always been like this.

"Enough."

"What?" David turned back in surprise.

"I said—enough!"

The Black Cat turned, preparing to walk beyond the range covered by the Light Concealment Technique, but David stopped her.

"Do you want to fight me?"

The Black Cat bared her fangs. Black Mist billowed around her body, gradually condensing in mid-air into a huge Black Cat with claws and fangs bared.

David was silent for a moment before suddenly speaking. "Do you think interrupting this for him is really for his own good?"

The Black Cat glared fiercely. "What else? He is only a three-year-old child. What he has done is already more than enough!"

"The Wizarding World does not distinguish by age." David looked at the Black Cat, whose gaze remained resolute, and sighed softly. "Gemma, can you listen to me finish a story?"

"If there is time in the future, I will consider it." The Black Cat indirectly refused.

David glanced back, then continued, "Little Arro has the upper hand now. As long as you do not lift Weakness Spell, he cannot possibly suffer a disadvantage. Letting him vent his anger is fine too. You have enough time to listen to a few words from me, don't you?"

The Black Cat glanced at Little Arro, who was grinning wildly and viciously, then withdrew her raised forepaw and silently looked at David.

"Gemma, as Nicole's Magic Pet, you should understand something about the environment of the Wizarding World."

"Among ordinary people, there are hidden Werewolves, Blood Bats, cultists, Demonic Cultivators, and even countless bizarre races created by all kinds of Wizard experiments."

"The wilderness is the same. Strange species emerge one after another. Even in the Wild Forest not far from us, there are some species that I would not dare claim I could defeat with certainty."

"Wizards are not safe from one another either. For any Wizard Apprentice who has mastered a certain Trick, his skull is the finest Enchanting tool for other Wizard Apprentices."

"Even if one goes to study at a proper Wizard Academy, they must undergo a Death Test before enrollment to eliminate unqualified apprentices."

"Not to mention those Black Wizards and that Evil Body Wizardry."

"And what if you stay at home? The pervasive Mist Realm, the elusive Dream Realm, the ethereal Shadow Realm, and even stranger things—where is there any truly safe place?"

The two were silent for a long while. Seeing that David had stopped speaking, the Black Cat raised her head and mocked, "If it is so dangerous, how have you Wizards not gone extinct yet?"

"You!"

David rolled his eyes in anger.

"Do not tell me you do not know!"

"Tunnels connecting to any world require Void Energy for support, and Wizard cultivation also requires Void Energy. That is why the Starry Sky Wizards long ago designated the boundaries. Only the few continents at the center of the world can establish Wizard Academies, and only those continents possess abundant Void Energy. The surrounding continents are all used to nurture ordinary people."

"The continent we are on lies between the two, and is even considered the outer edge of the central region. The reason Peak Wizard Apprentices like Father guard this place is to prevent magical creatures from the central continents from spreading to the continents of the Outside World!"

"Little Arro was born into a Wizard family. He cannot escape the fate of becoming a Wizard, and once he becomes one, battle will follow him like a shadow."

"He must learn to face battle, face pain, and face fear!"

"As his mother, Nicole can give him care and warmth."

"As his Literacy Teacher and playmate, you can keep him company, comfort him, and protect him."

"But I... am his father!"

"Before he steps through the gates of Wizardry and begins learning to become a Wizard, I must teach him to face battle!"

"Born a genius, he possesses the talent to access Wizard knowledge at the age of three. Then he must accept the trials that come with being a genius. This fate cannot be escaped!"

"If he cannot even fight under my protection, how will he learn Wizardry?"

"You must understand that anyone with sufficient Mental Strength is highly likely to encounter all kinds of danger!"

Thanks to Dream Far Away 520fu Sheng, Nine Nether Talisman Ghost, Thousand Autumn Star Sea, reader 20190331221713664, Wang Daliqida, and several readers for their recommendation votes.