Although Nobunaga looks like a kid, I can't underestimate his physical strength and agility. My fighting style is simple and quite predictable. Thought Yoichi, trying to develop self-critical reasoning. Without Kenji's draconic enhancement, the muscles in my arms will not be able to powerfully charge my fists and every blow I launch will be ineffective.
While Yoichi was thinking, Nobunaga was still standing in the same position. After depriving himself of all the weapons hidden under his clothes, his hands were still in his pockets.
"I had an important mission to accomplish, Takamori-Sensei. Why are you wasting my time with this young man?" the purple-haired warrior asked, ignoring Yoichi's fighting stance and turning his gaze to his master.