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Yan Jien was taken aback when he heard Professor Fang directly mention the names of Bread and Milk Tea. It seemed that Professor Fang had been monitoring him, likely overhearing their conversation about Bread and Milk Tea when he was picking up Dou Dou from school with Yan Weila.
"Don't even think about it!" Yan Jien snorted coldly. Bread and Milk Tea were saved by him using a special mixture, and he had invested a great deal of effort and resources into nurturing them; they had nothing to do with Professor Fang. Even if Professor Fang was the original owner of Bread and Milk Tea, he would never hand them over.
"Then there's nothing to discuss," Professor Fang replied with a faint smile.
"Are you planning to make a move?" Yan Jien asked coldly.
"Let's spar a bit. If you lose, Bread and Milk Tea will come to me," Professor Fang said.
"Do you think I'm an idiot?" Yan Jien retorted with a cold snort.
"This is your honor," Professor Fang stated.
"I swear..." Yan Jien was so furious he nearly spat blood. He had seen shameless people before, but never anyone this shameless who could say such things.
"Then don't blame me for being rude!" Professor Fang sneered, suddenly transforming.
Black fur sprouted all over his body as his form rapidly expanded, his clothes tearing apart to reveal solid muscles. He quickly grew taller than 195 centimeters, with claws extending over ten centimeters long, glinting coldly in the moonlight.
"Perfect Form?" Yan Jien was shocked. He hadn't expected Professor Fang to be in Perfect Form.
"Are you scared?" Professor Fang looked at Yan Jien and smiled faintly.
"I'm just a bit surprised," Yan Jien replied coldly, entering his own transformation state. His transformation level was much lower than Professor Fang's, only about seventy percent, but his beast-like features were more pronounced, with denser fur and completely degenerated eyes, leaving only his nose slightly protruding.
"Overestimating yourself," Professor Fang scoffed upon seeing this.
"We'll see who is overestimating themselves!" Yan Jien snorted and launched the first attack. He pushed off with his back foot, becoming a blur as he appeared in front of Professor Fang in an instant, his right claw aiming for Professor Fang's heart.
"Too slow," Professor Fang gently shook his head, slightly sidestepping to evade Yan Jien's attack before swiping a claw toward Yan Jien's head.
Yan Jien quickly raised his arm to block while lifting his leg to kick at Professor Fang's groin.
Professor Fang clamped his legs together, catching Yan Jien's leg before forcefully pushing him back several steps.
"You lack practical experience." Professor Fang sneered and took the initiative to attack.
His speed was much faster than Yan Jien's, and in the blink of an eye, he rushed in front of Yan Jien, clawing towards his chest.
Yan Jien quickly raised his right hand to block while his left claw reached for Professor Fang's neck.
However, Professor Fang seemed to have anticipated Yan Jien's attack route; he slightly sidestepped to avoid Yan Jien's strike and then punched Yan Jien in the chest.
"Bang!"
Yan Jien staggered backward, cracks appearing on his chest, blood gushing out.
"Your power is too scattered," Professor Fang commented.
"You talk too much!" Yan Jien shouted angrily and charged forward again.
This time, he exerted all his strength, significantly increasing his speed, barely keeping up with Professor Fang's rhythm.
However, in terms of skill and practical experience, he was far behind Professor Fang, suffering more injuries and bleeding profusely.
"Bang!"
In another fierce clash, Yan Jien was sent flying by a punch from Professor Fang, landing several meters away and spitting blood continuously.
"Hand over the bread and milk tea," Professor Fang said calmly.
"Don't even think about it!" Yan Jien gritted his teeth.
"Since you won't cooperate, I can only send you on your way," Professor Fang replied coldly.
"Even if I die, I'll take you down with me!" Yan Jien roared, struggling to stand up and charging at Professor Fang once more.
This time, he abandoned defense and attacked with all his might, fully adopting a strategy of trading injuries for injuries.
"That's more like it," Professor Fang smiled slightly upon seeing this.
With his superb skills, he maneuvered around Yan Jien, continuously leaving wounds on him.
Finally, during another intense exchange, Yan Jien gave up blocking and clawed towards Professor Fang's chest.
Seeing this, Professor Fang did not dodge; instead, he punched Yan Jien in the chest.
"Sizzle!"
"Bang!"
Almost simultaneously, their attacks landed on each other.
Yan Jien was heavily struck in the chest and flew backward, landing several meters away while spitting blood continuously.
Meanwhile, Professor Fang also had several bloody scratches on his chest from Yan Jien's claws, blood flowing freely.
"I didn't expect you to use this kind of tactic," Professor Fang said, looking at the wound on his chest with a slight frown.
"Unfortunately, my power is still too weak," Yan Jien struggled to get up, but the movement pulled at his wound, causing him to gasp in pain.
During their earlier confrontation, he had managed to leave a mark on his opponent, but it had completely enraged them, resulting in a single punch that left him severely injured.
"The game is over," Professor Fang said coldly.
He strode towards Yan Jien and stepped on his chest, pinning him down and rendering him immobile.
"Is Bread and Milk the offspring of Little Wolf?" Professor Fang asked.
"What are you talking about?" Yan Jien replied, confused.
"Little Wolf is a dog I raised; it went missing last year," Professor Fang explained.
"I don't know," Yan Jien scoffed.
"You must have used some special ability to turn Bread and Milk into mutated creatures," Professor Fang stated.
"Why would I tell you?" Yan Jien retorted coldly.
"You can choose not to speak, but that won't change your fate," Professor Fang said indifferently.
"Are you going to kill me?" Yan Jien was taken aback.
"You guessed right," Professor Fang replied with a slight smile.
"Why?" Yan Jien asked, puzzled.
"You are an Incomplete Form; you aren't worth my effort normally, but you killed someone you shouldn't have, so I must eliminate you," Professor Fang explained.
"Who shouldn't have been killed?" Yan Jien questioned.
"Go to hell and ask Yama," Professor Fang snorted, raising his right claw.
"I'll drag you down with me even if I die!" Yan Jien roared, staring fiercely into Professor Fang's eyes.
"Hmm?" Professor Fang met Yan Jien's gaze for a moment and suddenly felt a jolt of fear in his heart.
In the next instant, an invisible shockwave surged into his mind, plunging him into brief terror.
"Roar!"
Yan Jien let out a furious roar, forcefully breaking free from Professor Fang's foot and biting down hard on his neck.
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