The boy had noticed his attack despite the distraction of the sword before him. That was good. The fist swung and simply struck air, but the extent to which the boy had been forced to dodge was also noticeable.
He'd dropped his sword once more to pick up stones. Akira frowned. Once when he was already disarmed he could understand, but he was fairly certain that bladed combat was the boys strong suit which meant that he was wasting a lot of his time dropping and picking the blade back up again.
Rocks were being hurled at Akira, many of them and they were travelling quickly. But he wasn't concerned. Instead he simply walked towards the boy, the rocks slamming into him, crumbling and falling off. Yes damage was being done, but it was little, and Akira's toughened hide was able to ignore most of the damage that came his way. The sword flew at Randori as Akira walked, taking a swipe which was dodged as the boy picked up a couple more stones before grabbing his sword and running again. Akira's blade chasing him as he ran.
Akira was a distance away by now due to the moving around the ring as the boy got to the middle. Once more he pulled out a rock and threw it, Akira patting it aside, they were too distant for the rocks to be a threat at this point. There seemed to be some sand in that throw as well, but it didn't reach him. Standing still Akira was now three quarters of the stadium away from the boy as he reached the other side of the stadium to turn and throw another rock. This one simply flew wide, slightly but still wide as the boy drew his sword again. Akira's blade made a series of strikes at the boy which were defended by him while Akira simply stood and watched.
When Randori finally found a break in the assault he managed to break free from the blade, turned and rushed at Akira. His blade once more dragging in the sand, the movement once more looking like a similar attack. Frowning slightly Akira had hoped to see more variety from the other, but he was a student, he was likely limited to only a few shinobi techniques, it was something he had to remind himself of. Once more he threw his sword at Akira, but this time Akira was unarmed, no blade in hand to stop anything.
As Randori rose to make his attack the sound of his fist hitting something made a crunch sound.
Unfortunately a wall of stone was what it had hit. A series of cracks forming what looked like a spiderweb with his fist at the centre was seen and then the barrier crumbled away to show Akira looking at the boys blade in his hands having apparently caught it after the other had thrown it at him again.
Did you know that I have an ability with weapons? Akira said as he looked at the blade, his own shooting past Randori and digging into the dirt next to where Akira stood. If the boy made a motion to continue his assault Akira would hold up a hand to signal the boy stop.
This blade has plenty of potential, but none of it unlocked. My first suggestion to you is to stop throwing it away. You're wasting a lot of energy dropping it, picking it up, dropping it again, picking it back up again. Your throwing of rocks is a means to attack sure, but wouldn't you be better off using the skills you've honed wielding the sword and focusing on improving those skills? When you throw your blade it loses a lot of the strength behind the attack, your weight, your balance, your precision all leaves it. Even if it hits your opponent the amount of damage it'll do is reduced significantly and your ability to change where the blade is going to strike is removed entirely once it's released. Your unarmed techniques are fine as well, but again by throwing the blade and then picking it up again you're reducing your own effectiveness.
Holding the sword by the blade he offered the hilt towards Randori.
You have a lot to learn, and I feel that your first issue is focus. You need to focus on a single style of combat and master it. Once you have done that you will be able to do things like this.
Akira took his blade into his right hand, but didn't draw it. Instead the eyes lit up again, now Randori could see that on the other side there was an Uchiha eye with a mangekyou sharingan visible on it. The sword seemed to flux and emit an energy, grow if such a thing was possible while Akira held it. Then something different began to occur. First Akira's fingers, then his fist, moving up his massive arm, enveloping the huge figure of Akira as the man stood there looking down at Randori was a living suit of armour. After covering his entire body only Akira's head remained, and then that too was covered by what looked like a vicious wolf head. Where his eye was now glowed white in the darkness behind the dangerous looking suit, and in the eye where Akira's dead eye was now glowed red.
Defend yourself. Akira said, his voice distorted slightly by the armour, almost sounding like he was saying it multiple times simultaneously.
Striking at the boy with the motion of a simple punch Randori would find simply focusing on the attack would be hard, it would seem to shimmer as though the attack was ahead of where the fist actually was, but then should he successfully block the attack somehow the image of the fist behind would move through where he had already blocked it, as if it no longer existed in the material realm. Then should he avoid the attack a small eruption of fire would flicker up from the end of the fist, while if it struck he would find himself engulfed in the explosion of what could only be assumed to be a fire ninjutsu with the punch of a taijutsu.
Akira spoke as he would close in on the boy who would likely have moved to create distance between the two once more with Akira seeming more and more like a demon than a human as he was now stalking his prey.
You see, I am able to use Genjutsu, Ninjutsu and Taijutsu in a single technique, blending all shinobi techniques into every single one of my attacks. I have lived a long life and I have mastered all forms of combat. But I had to focus on each individually before I could do this.
It had been a long time since he had used this technique, and he decided to release it. It came with a cost. His masters rage he could feel when the sword covered him, his masters holy wrath constantly trying to overtake his mind to turn him into something else. It was something he was sure his lord, Shinbatsu, had deliberately placed in the powers of his blade to test Akira, something which would make him stronger, something only he could handle.
The weapon began to form once more into Akira's hand, the eyes shut once more as he stopped his advancement.
You are young, there is no rush to know everything. Focus on one thing at a time, master it and then look towards the next thing. This training is over.
