Cracker was feeling utterly frustrated.
He had been planning to settle the score with Xie Wen, only to be stopped by a little kitty under his command.
Being stopped was one thing, but the real problem was... he actually couldn't beat that little black cat!
It wasn't as though he hadn't considered creating a biscuit army to overwhelm him with numbers. The problem was that every time he summoned biscuit soldiers, his opponent would pull out a shell and spray torrents of water from it, soaking all the soldiers Cracker had made until they dissolved.
What frustrated Cracker even more was that Meow Jūshirō deliberately avoided the imitation Pretzel in his hand when using the Water Dial.
In other words, not only could he not beat the little black cat before him, but his opponent was even holding back. Otherwise, once his biscuit sword dissolved, he would have no way to fend off that incredibly sharp swordsmanship...
Though he was already close to being unable to fend it off.
"Flying Cat Hiten-Mitsurugi Style: Hunting Art: Spirit Release Rolling Flash, meow."
The tiny Kikyō Sen Fuyutsuki traced circle after circle, slashing relentlessly at Cracker.
With Meow Jūshirō in Spirit Release, Cracker, who normally had greater strength, could only retreat continuously while struggling to block his slashes.
However, after so many exchanges, Cracker also knew that his opponent needed time to build up power for this sudden burst, so as long as he weathered this wave...
He wouldn't have such a miserable time blocking the next attacks.
"...Damn it!"
The thought that a Cat Mink who might not even be an adult had beaten him into doing nothing but defending infuriated Cracker.
Meanwhile, Meow Jūshirō kept criticizing him as he slashed.
"You clearly had a chance to counterattack just now, so why