He got blocked? Well, he wasn't that mad about it. At least now the old man was paying attention to him. And that, in Wain's book was a win. Maybe this old guy was less of a stiff twit, and would be willing to teach him the cool moves. immediately that fuming feline placed his hands on his hips, glaring at the older man. Wain's tongue sticking right out, making out a little Bleh sound at the strange horned guy's reaction. He'd cut off that horn eventually. It seemed like such a nice target. But now, he had to focus on that old man.
"You can call me, Wain! God in-Training!" The young feline puffed up his chest, and pointed at himself. Clearly acting like he was above having to introduce himself to a human. The prospect of this human training the strongest person on this planet felt like a joke, but he wasn't about to argue it. Mostly because the human suggested the god-to-be couldn't beat him in a fight. Especially after he so clearly ended up hurting himself deflecting an attack from Wain. Sure, deflecting it was impressive, but Wain wasn't that impressed.
"You're gonna eat those words!" Wain growled, ears perking up, his tail swishing about. Waiting for the human's eye to drift even for a moment to any part of the young feline's clear agitation, and then, instinctively, he charged that short distance. A punch aimed with surprising force at the most vulnerable part in old man Kojiro's body. Right between his legs. A cheap shot, but one the older man might not expect. Wain was short enough that attacking the testicles was... A very solid strategy.