Shanks smiles at his opponent, nodding in acknowledgement as he rather awkwardly bowed to him. He wasn't much for formalities, so bowing wasn't quite his thing, but the last thing he wanted was to be unnecessarily rude. As the man entered his stance, Shanks quickly contemplated what stance to take. He wasn't much of a hand-to-hand guy, despite his mastery of Taijutsu. As such, he sort of just stood awkwardly as well as Inchato edged closer and closer to him. Shanks observed his movements and stance carefully, noting the positioning of his feet as Inchato threw his fist forward. As his fist came forward, Shanks quickly raised his right foot, bringing his knee up to the level of his stomach as he bent his head towards his left, effectively dodging Inchato's jab from his left arm. As Shanks does this, he also brings his left arm up, holding his across his chest diagonal fashion, with his fist stopping right above his shoulder. He would then quickly, as Inchato's fist quickly recoils back towards the Yuuki, stomp his foot down onto Inchato's left foot, breaking his toes as he thrusts his left arm forward, slamming his fist into the middle of Inchato's throat, causing him to fall backwards in pain from the impact.
"Eyyy, watch me whip."