Board Thread:Konoha General RP/@comment-24714922-20170709044033/@comment-24714922-20170709081640

Prodigy type huh? That was a first. He rubbed his head after Shien knocked it and shrugged kind of bashfully "I don't know about Prodigy ... I can just ... See your chakra, it makes it easier to see where you're going wrong, that's all. Still ..." he trailed off, being called a prodigy was definitely not a bad thing, now he just had to live up to that status. "Prodigy ... huh" he mumbled to himself.

Michirama watched as Shien made one more valiant attempt at the Jutsu, from what he could see, the wind-natured chakra was expelled almost perfectly over the blade of the kunai and seemed to be staying stable. Shien began to spin his kunai and Michirama took it as a warning to step back. He followed the blade with his eyes as it was thrown, watching as a simple kunai came back like a boomerang. He let out a low whistle in awe as he saw the trick "Woah ... thats cool" he muttered. "Okay, okay, my turn"

He took up a stance holding the scabbard of his sword horizontally in front of him with his left hand and the katana itself above his head with the tip facing the target dummy in his right hand. He took a deep breath and focused his chakra through his system and into his blade, moulding the chakra around the blade before the blade seemed double in length going from just over a meter and a half in length to almost three meters. He took a step and swiped vertically with impressive control, slicing the target in half not with the physical blade but with its chakra extension.

He looked extremely pleased with himself and disbanded the technique with a grin. Michirama then sheathed his sword and gripped the scabbard with his right hand and rested the sword against his shoulder so the handle pointed towards the sky. "Well ... made progress, I hope your Jutsu goes well. I should head back and have lunch, I'm feeling drained. Seeya Shien" With that Michirama turned around and headed away from the training grounds and back to his home. He wouldn't admit it to his father, but Michirama felt he was slowly starting to make friends.