Final Spar [3]
That's not how Yato thought him to fight. He had taught him the importance of control and precision rather than using all his strength in a single attack like a barbarian.
With a disappointed sigh, Yato dodged one of Lucas' horizontal slashes by crouching under it.
From that low position, Yato stepped in and delivered a forceful punch to Lucas' sternum.
"Argh!" the Golden-haired boy gritted his teeth and staggered back in pain.
But before Lucas could recover, Yato capitalized on the opening.
Using the blunt edge of his katana, Yato struck Lucas in the abdomen with precision and strength.
"Khuuak!" Lucas violently coughed up blood, unable to withstand the impact. He buckled under the force, collapsing onto his knees.
"Your technique has become more refined," Yato acknowledged. "But you're still relying too much on blunt force. It's fine, we still have two more days. I will beat this habit out of you.