[ A little dusting of pink on Yu's cheeks...? So it seems Yu isn't immune to those sorts of compliments, even if Minato had truly brought it up as a sincere observation.
And perhaps it's out of sheer curiosity that Minato finds himself standing his ground, stance shifting in preparation for Yu's blow. His feet pivot at the last minute, blocking most of the double-handed sword's blow.
Even with part of the force diverted, Minato feels the strength behind the strike. It falls heavy between the natural weight of the training weapon, aided by Yu's own physical strength. He's forced backwards a couple of paces but leans into where their weapons interlock, embers of excitement rising in slate-blue eyes. It seems even Minato isn't immune to the thrill of facing against a stronger opponent. ]
It helps though, I'll have to give you that.
[ Which brings them here to this particular standstill, the equivalent of full-body arm wrestling. ]
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And perhaps it's out of sheer curiosity that Minato finds himself standing his ground, stance shifting in preparation for Yu's blow. His feet pivot at the last minute, blocking most of the double-handed sword's blow.
Even with part of the force diverted, Minato feels the strength behind the strike. It falls heavy between the natural weight of the training weapon, aided by Yu's own physical strength. He's forced backwards a couple of paces but leans into where their weapons interlock, embers of excitement rising in slate-blue eyes. It seems even Minato isn't immune to the thrill of facing against a stronger opponent. ]
It helps though, I'll have to give you that.
[ Which brings them here to this particular standstill, the equivalent of full-body arm wrestling. ]