After twenty minutes of sparring, Minato changed his strategy.
In every round before this, he had always teleported first, then attacked. Though the two actions had been compressed tightly together, it was still "arrive first, attack second"—he appeared at the target location first, then launched his attack.
As long as Observation Haki caught the direction of his intent at the moment he "appeared," there was enough time to defend.
So Minato intended to compress those two actions into one.
Flying Thunder God: Second Stage.
In theory, there would no longer be any interval between "appearing" after teleportation and "attacking." The kunai completed its swing at the very instant he landed from teleportation—teleportation itself became the attack.
This was not something an ordinary person could accomplish. Flying Thunder God teleportation caused a brief sensation of spatial disorientation in the body, and the brain needed a fraction of a second to reorient itself to its position and posture. Launching a precise attack during that time was like jumping off a cliff blindfolded while throwing darts at a target.
But Minato was a genius.
He had spent three months compressing the spatial orientation process of Flying Thunder God in his mind to almost zero.
"Yan." Minato stood at a distance, and his tone changed. The relaxed atmosphere of their sparring match was gone.
"I haven't used this next move before. Get ready."
Yan's Observation Haki suddenly tightened.
Minato's emotional spectrum was undergoing a violent shift—from pale yellow excitement to a pure white... focus.
Pure, flawless, ultimate focus that compressed all awareness into a single point.
Under such focus, Minato's "direction of intent" became exceedingly difficult to catch. Because it was no longer "I'm going to that position"—it was "I'm already at that position." His awareness arrived at the landing point ahead of time,