Because he was still in his boyhood years, Little Itto also still remembered his battle with a certain tengu child from a few years ago.
Back then, they had held a sumo duel in the White Fox Wilderness. Unexpectedly, halfway through their struggle, the two youkai rolled down the mountain slope together.
Afterwards, because his foot was twisted, he even had to let the tengu kid carry him home…
For this great one, that was truly humiliating!
Little Itto gained the "memory kill" buff, as well as the "avenge past humiliation" buff.
"Hey! So it's still an old acquaintance! This great one must avenge the past humiliation today!"
And now he was facing the super tengu Little Sara whose anger value was completely maxed out.
So who would emerge victorious in this sumo duel…
It was Little Sara! She instantly defeated Little Itto! And with that thunderous speed that left no time to react!
At this moment, Little Itto swallowed hard as he looked at Little Sara's icy-cold expression.
At the same time, he glanced at the circle beneath his feet.
What just happened? How did this great one suddenly end up here?
"Apologize to my master and the Raiden Shogun."
Little Sara's tone was very serious and detached, as if she didn't regard Little Itto as a threat at all.
And it was precisely this attitude of contempt that reignited the fighting spirit in Little Itto's heart!
"I don't accept this! Let's go another round!"
"Very well."
The second time, Itto stared seriously at Little Sara, preparing his power in advance before exerting his strength.
Then he was instantly defeated once more.
This outcome was actually quite normal.
Although the oni clan seemed to possess a significant boost in strength, tengu were no pushovers either.
The tengu's advantage lay in their speed, and speed also required explosive power to sustain it.
If neither side held an advantage in innate talent, then what they were competing on was purely training and technique.
So tell me, could a purely natural red oni compare to a tengu who had undergone rigorous training?
No comparison at all. Absolutely no comparison.
Don't go challenging someone else's profession with just a hobby… (except for the national soccer team)
Moreover, sumo also emphasizes the technique of exerting force. Force exerted with proper technique would be 1.5 to 2 times stronger than force exerted without technique.
But at this moment, Itto clearly hadn't come to terms with this reality yet.
"This great one doesn't accept it! Again!"
Again, instant defeat.
"Again!"
Instant defeat.
"Come on!"
Instant defeat.
"…"
Instant defeat.
After instantly defeating Little Itto six times in a row, Little Sara felt that the anger in her heart had mostly dissipated. Now she was more determined to make Little Itto admit his mistake.
By now she had already retracted her wings.
Itto was also looking at his own hands, appearing somewhat lacking in confidence.
No way… is it that I have no strength left or something? Why do I keep losing?
"If you can't even handle me, then you'd better stop thinking about taking on my master."
Little Sara looked at Little Itto, who was still standing inside the circle, and spoke these words seriously.
This oni Itto had some strength. If he received systematic training, he would definitely be a promising talent.
But right now, he was still far from sufficient.
Little Itto also felt somewhat helpless in the face of this assessment…
However…
"This great one is [Arataki: Can Lose But Absolutely Will Never Admit Defeat, The Genuine Manly Itto]! One last time! This great one is going all out this time!"
This time, Little Sara could be said to hold full respect for Itto.
She extended her hand and slowly applied force, allowing Little Itto to fully experience the feeling of powerlessness from going all out, continuously exerting strength, yet only being able to continuously retreat…
In the end, Little Itto, defeated by Little Sara for the seventh time, fell silent.
He had somewhat of a "dao heart collapse" look about him.
The entire child seemed somewhat burned out.
"Still want to continue?"
Little Sara asked enthusiastically.
"No no, next time, next time. This great one admits defeat this time."