"You don't fail," Bast quipped at the exhausted Tetsu. "I'll need to submit the paperwork for your advancement before it becomes official and Lady Ayame will need to approve it as well. Take a load off for now while I get that sorted. Run a few laps if you're up for it."
Bast pulled her present over, popped it open, and used one of her fancy new pens to write a note in one of her fancy new notebooks. She then tore the page out and formed two clones: one to take the note to Ayame, one to go to the office and submit the paperwork. Zyonu yawned and waved goodbye to her sister and Tetsu, then vanished along with the trunk they were sitting on. Bast got up in time to avoid falling.
"Nice seeing you," she told her sister as the latter disappeared. "Alright, Tetsu, what now? You going to go play the waiting game at home?"
Kumurai Kaicho
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Note to Ayame, delivered via clone after an unspecified amount of time spent wandering the Village in search of her:
Lady Ayame,
Hanzou Tetsuhiko, my student, is ready for promotion to Chuunin status. I issued an exam that included team combat with a three-tailed scorpion; individual tracking, searching, and capture; crowd dispersal and one-on-group combat; and and my sister had him use all of his abilities to defeat an enemy she created. He has expressed interest in hunting monsters as an Oinin and in teaching others. In light of this, do you approve his advancement to Chuunin?
- Miyamoto Bastet
Posted: Tue Dec 05, 2017 6:47 pm
The shocking hurt like a b***h but Shin wasn't about to sweat that. It seemed he had uh teacher. Of sorts. One with a LOT of energy. Who also really liked to fight. It was becoming more and more difficult to keep his usual beaming smile but he'd power through this.
"Aight. Only as long as I don't have to call you sensai, teacher, or anything like that. Boss man at most. Also that hurt a lot more then I thought it would. Think we can take a break from punching each other right now, if you have anything else we could go over?" Shin asked with a bit of a nervous chuckle.
Karuto patted the kid on the shoulder "You keep training, and I'll be back shortly. Gotta go see the old lady and let he know about this. Official stuff, ya know. Hopefully I'll be bringing you back some squad mates...right after I finish my own training"
It was time to learn the next stage of the after image technique. Thankfully, as he was a Taijutsu God, none of the first four stages were of any significant difficulty to him. The next technique was simply one pertaining to the creation of a solid after image. His speed was significant enough to allow him to do this with ease. The next technique allowed him to attack before his actual attack landed. This was odd, but do-able. Karuto followed the scroll and landed the technique with ease. On to the next one. The last technique was actually pretty interesting. It allowed him to create another set of arms to use. He used his chakra as directed and BOOM! Another pair of afterimage arms grew from his sides. Pretty cool. Stage 3- Kyouzou
The next technique was just an uppercut using after images. Karuto moved as directed and launched the technique at a clone. As soon as it hit, it was launched further up by the afterimages. All in all, a pretty simple attack. The next one was anything but simple. He could now replace afterimages with real clones. Interesting. He used his chakra as directed and launched an attack, replacing the afterimages with lightning clones. All good for him. Stage 4- Kyouzou
Time to learn a new Style. The Hsing-I Pakua, which focused on mental visualization to enhance physical attacks. Karuto found a comfy spot on the ground and sat. He had to meditate and focus on the ideals of Fire, Metal, Earth, Water and Wood. The concepts learned from these traits would be applicable to his taijutsu training. Fire was all consuming. Raging, strong-fierce. He could be like that. Earth was harsh and unyielding. It was sturdy and defensible. Metal, too was unyielding but it was also sharp. Decisiveness. That was metal. Water was powerful and could bring the force of the world in it's crashing waves. It's penetration was intense. Finally- wood. While strong, it would give. It bent and bowed. He needed more of that- flexibility
In a poof of smoke he disappeared
Posted: Tue Dec 05, 2017 10:15 pm
__ Tetsuhiko nodded sleepily with his chin resting on his right hand. As Bast was writing her letter of recommendation for Tetsuhiko to advance he completely nodded off and fell asleep. His face was buried in his arms while in the fetal position. The sleeping Iron Prince faded out of consciousness and enjoyed sweet slumber. This was until he was woken up by Bast's inquiry. "I was thinking we could go get tea." He said with a sleepy smiling before fading out again. It was as if he could not control his own wakefulness because of his low energy.
"I'm not going to drag you to the teahouse," Bast chided her sleepy student. "You want tea, you've got to get up and walk on your own. Or drag yourself along with a puppet or iron sand cloud, I guess, whichever is more your style."
The woman drained her flask of tea all in one go, having resolved to hit up the tea house for one of their brews. Without waiting for Tetsu to wake up or show other signs of life, she capped her flask and headed for the exit.
"I'll meet you there, since you seem to be busy napping in the dirt," she told him as she passed through the doors into the city beyond.
Kumurai Kaicho
Posted: Wed Dec 06, 2017 10:12 pm
__ While Tetsuhiko was out cold Bast chastised him, but he heard nothing. When he regained consciousness and she was no longer there he sprang to attention and sealed away his puppets and iron sand. With that, he walked towards the Tea Shoppe Citadel where he assumed she would go to.
_______________ ☼Out Of Context☼ ¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯ Tetsuhiko leaves the stage!
๑๑๑๑In true Hideo fashion, the young man had slipped away for training as things in the village had gotten underway. It wasn't that he was not willing to help, however he wanted to increase his chances of helping in the first place. It could not be helped unfortunately. Opening his kunai holster, he spun the small blade around his index finger until beginning to practice like the recently acquired scroll said. His slashes and movements were impeccable, and just as well the moves were easy to master. However, it did not mean that the perfectionist in him did not urge him to make sure all movements were precise. Once this was finished, he moved on. Offensive Style: Knife Stances 1/1
Next the Hyuuga moved onto solidifying what he had gotten down as far as being comfortable with the movements were concerned. It was fluidity he worked on now, making every small movement count, and every strike worth the effort. He needed to be able to strike true and quickly, and just as well react in the same manner. Able to move as if dancing at last, Hideo went on to finish mastering the first stage of this style he had coveted for so long. Offensive Style: Simple Play 1/1
Reading this carefully, Hideo made sure not to make too much of a fuss about learning fundamentals again. Priming the kunai launcher in the room, he set it to launch one every one minute so that he could practice countering. The first caught him off guard a bit, however he was still able to dodge it. Still, it wasn't dodging he needed work on, but blocking altogether. At last he was ready the second time around as a kunai exploded forth towards him. Quickly, he was able to repel the attack, and then once more the next minute he did it again, alternating between horizontal and vertical. With this core concept in mind and the launcher out of kunai, he moved on. Countering Technique: Upward Repel 1/1
Moving to a training dummy, Hideo moved on to some strength training. Although he was stronger than he looked, the genin wasn't exactly the pinnacle of strength and needed some close range moves to fend off attackers like Karuto or anyone else accustomed to taijutsu. Working on speed and precision, Hideo was able at last to land a strike that caused the wooden face of the dummy to cave in slightly and crack. He certainly hadn't been able to do that before, however now it seemed he was up to snuff in that department. Offensive Technique: Assisted Jab 1/1
Next Hideo further worked on his knife play, practicing shifting it between hands, twirling it, and catching it after tossing it in multiple directions. He was able to juggle it to an extent, however when he produced another to juggle simultaneously he noticed the task was a bit much. With a sigh, he placed the second one away and continued to practice. After breaking a slight sweat, a smile slowly crept across his face. He was just about ready to join his friends and help out after all. He just hoped everyone could hold up until then. Trick Style: Knife Toss 1/1
Loading up the kunai launcher once more, Hideo focused on repel techniques that would allow him to move around the enemy who was likely distracted and seize the opening. And now that his reflexes were up to snuff on doing this, he felt ready to try it out. As the kunai launcher shot the one he loaded at him, the boy repelled it up and then let of his knife, his speed causing him to rotate around the dummy he was using as an assumed enemy. As the knife fell back to the ground and he caught it, he struck with the blunt side of the weapon, this time punching clean through the wooden dummy. Useful indeed. Countering Technique: Back Repel 1/1
This time Hideo was to learn to exploit his ability to catch his kunai quickly and deliver swift attacks one after the other. First he focused on juggling from one hand to the other, passing while moving around the opponent. He wanted to get used to catching it from any height it may fall, any velocity of his own choosing, and despite any obstacle in place. Finally, he focused on doing this with the intent of a follow up attack in mind, or even just to confuse the enemy. After some time, it seemed as if he had mastered this short blade dance. It was on to the next thing. Trick Technique: Change of Hands 1/1
His next training heightened the trickery this style seemed to be known for. Slashing at the dummy in practice formations, Hideo ended a long combination with the trick technique change of hands. However as he did this, the moment he caught it he was just as quick to throw it once more into the practice dummy. It was a neat trick, even his own eyes would not hav been able to catch it had he not trained extensively let alone had the Byakugan. Trick Technique: Kneecap Surprise 1/1
Next was a technique that for Hideo in particular was quite simple. This was attributed solely to the wind chakra nature he possessed. Since wind chakra was already used in this manner to sharpen and intensify cutting ability, and its propensity to split chakra and then grind against itself like a honing tool, Hideo was already accustomed to speeding up projectiles. It was sharpening that chakra to the point of being silent that needed to be done. And with one throw, the technique was successfully completed. Offensive Technique: Swift Dart 1/1
Wanting a small break from the monotonous, Hideo went on to learning a ninjutsu technique here that was sure to help him along the way. Although this was by no means the proper place to do it, Hyuuga had a way with Maruton that made them easier to grasp. There was only one seal for this technique, and in fact after mastery it often went unused. Slowly lifting his right hand towards a training dummy, Hideo focused his chakra carefully, his mind focusing strictly on snake summoning, even thinking back to the large snake Lady Ayame showed up with at the academy. Something within him seemed to unlock, as if he had summoned more than just chakra, four snakes the size of anaconda's quickly writhing out of his sleeves binding the dummy. Their binding force was so intense, the dummy was crushed under the pressure. Dispelling them the genin grinned profusely. This was the type of just he needed in his arsenal. Jagei Jubaku [ Snake Authority Spell ] 1/1
The final part of this was learning how to draw a kunai and attack in succession swiftly. Wasting no time in retrieving the one he'd just thrown, Hideo practiced sheathing and unsheathing it over and over and over until it fel natural. So much so in fact, that it was almost muscle memeory at that point. This, was what he wanted. "There we are," he muttered to himself as he massaged his right shoulder. It seemed the time was upon him to get a move on. He wasn't doing them any favors by hanging around here any longer. With that, Hideo set off in order to find his friends, his eyes activating after he forced a seal. Time to get serious. Offensive Style: Artless Draw 1/1
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Passive: Byakugan
Personal Attribute: True Hyuuga - Moderate increase to reflexes
Masato's Sharingan had activated as he searched for the group, pausing he stepped into the dojo to check in on the old man who acted as his teacher in his earlier days. As he stepped in, the Xinyi taijutsu group was mid practice, just as before. Masato stepped into the formation, gladly taking up his stance in order to practice long forgotten movements.
Masato's next action would involve the use of his palms from a stiff stance. This ridged stance would have both legs spread and the palms out with the elbows in. He would lean forward, planting both palms in his target. While the damage would be only slight, it had an incredible knock back potential. As he drew his hands back, he felt a slight breeze from his motions. [ Soudou Shō [ Double Pulsating Palms ] X Ranked Learned ]
Next the formation would take a side stance. This side stance would lead to a rotational kick with a great deal of whiplash power. Advancing opponents would be knocked down with ease given their momentum and the sudden impact of the technique. After several repetitions the technique would seem fluid and somehow feel faster and more fluid than an average kick. [ Bibu no Mouko [ Tail of the Fierce Tiger ] X Rank Learned ]
Revisiting the old and practiced Roaring Iron Finger Technique, the group would take this to its next level. Using wooden dummies, they would attack with their Gao Tetsushi Jutsu. As Masato's finger firmly planted itself inside the dummy, he would release a burst of chakra from its tip to create a radial burst. While the others practiced this several times over, Masato's superior chakra control that came with his sharingan ability to read chakra allowed him to master it on the first go, sending splinters flying from the target. Fukumigoe no Sho-ro [ Cry of a Muffled Voice ]
As he completed the clean up on the previous dummy's splinters, he would sense a disturbance in the force. He sidestepped, exerting a small amount of chakra in the motion. The action would leave an intangible afterimage in his wake that would appear to take the blow. His sharingan glowed neon red, glaring at his new foe. The same individual that challenged him before stood at his right, ready to strike him down to test his might. [ Sidestep Learned: E Rank ]
Masato grinned, accepting his challenge with a waving motion of his hands. As the opponent moved in on him, he would dodge, seeing the motion he would take based on the micro twitches of his muscles. As the opponent's fist that was well telegraphed missed, Masato would launch three simultaneous punches that would leave after images in their wake, making it impossible to tell which fist was the true one that was actively dealing damage. [ Ghost Strike: X Rank Learned ]
The fightining continued with the martial artist. It seemed he had gotten stronger since their last encounter. Masato's sharingan however gave him the edge he needed to see all his movements. He seemed to move in slow motion, all his movements telegraphed. As he stepped back to place distance between himself and Masato, the Uchiha would leap forward with a straight kick, planting it in his chest, knocking him back and staggering him. [Dainamikku-Entori [ Dynamic Entry ] Learned ]
As his opponent attempted to recover and lunged back at Masato, he once again would attack. This time with a flurry of punches. Left, Right, Right Right, Left uppercut, Right hook, then followed with a round house kick. Using the momentum from the kick would perform a kick that led into a backflip. This flurry of movements would throw his seasoned foe off balance. [Dainamikku-Akushon [ Dynamic Action ] Learned ]
While his foe was off balance, Masato lunged forward. His lunge would be followed with a shoulder tackle. The tackle would be blocked, but not ineffective. The martial artist slid back, couching from the shock to his chest that compressed his lungs. Masato's crimson eyes narrowed, seeing the fatigue building. [Tokken [ Tackle Charge ] Learned ]
Moving forward, Masato leaped into the air, thrusting his palm down upon the opponents head. The impressive strength of the strike would force his foe's head downward, knocking him to the ground. The thud would echo on the dojo floor. His foe would scramble to get to his feet, coughing due to the lack of wind. [ Asshou [ Pressure Palm ] Learned ]
As he would attempt to get his feet, Masato vanished from sight. Suddenly, he would reappear below the martial artist. The martial arist would feel a sharp pain in his lower jaw. His form would be lifted form the dojo floor and sent skyward. The massively powerful upper kick had landed. [Konoha Senpuu [ Leaf Spinning Wind ] Learned ]
Leaping up to meet his opponent, Masato latched onto the man's limb body in a final strike to finish the fight. He turned the man upside down as they plumeted to the earth. Slamming his face into the dojo, the dropping technique would leave the martial artist knocked out for the effective time of the fight. Masato's eyes shifted around the dojo as he looked for any other oncoming challengers. [Hayabusa Otoshi [ Peregrine Falcon Drop ] D Rank Learned ]
Challengers began to surround Masato, suddenly though a telepathic voice would reach the entire village. As the information of Taylor and Sonyo reached Masato his eyes widened. ' I hadn't even considered something could happen to blondie...' His body seemed to move on its own accord. As the group rushed at him his blood red eyes narrowed into a twisted, mad glare. Normally Masato could have simply displaced their fighting and moved on in order to fight his next foe...but these people visibly showed signs of hearing the Skeleton King. They knew Taylor was in danger. They knew their village was still under attack.
The first of the group reached him, swinging with a straight jab for Masato's chin. With the slightest of movements, the Uchiha's head tilted a fraction less than three inches, allowing the fist to pass by. The foes extended fist would cause his elbow to be facing outward. Masato, in all his enraged calm would raise both hands in an instant the the same level as the man's arm. In one swift motion his right and left arms crossed before him, forcing the arm to hyper extend and snap at the elbow in a terrifyingly fluid motion. The man rolled back, writhing in pain as the group continued to pile towards him.
From behind, a man attempted to deliver a roundhouse kick to Masato's rib cage. The B Ranked fighter would see this from the corner of his eye and fluidly move his right arm from its crossed position to his right side, hooking under the leg as it nearly connected with his ribs. With his monster strength, Masato launched the man forward into a group of three that had almost reached him. The impact would pin all three of the other men against the wall with a mighty thud.
From the right and left side a foe attacked while rushing forward in bad form, their heads forward before their limbs, exposed to the next attack from Masato. In a quick pivoting motion, Masato had dodged their telegraphed attacks and latched his hand onto each of their faces. His grip was crushing as could be seen from the terror on each of their faces. He would swing them like dual swords, striking down several other opponents that made their way towards the man.
The men all seemed to breathing heavily as Masato stood with his arms at the ready in the room. It had only been an instant. The master of the Dojo stood in silence, staying away from the brawl. The men all stood up and began to encroach Masato once more. A sharp and demanding roar echoed from the old man observing. " Enoug-"
He would have been cut off by Masato. " Stand down!" he demanded, his voice thundering through the dojo, echoing its every corner. " Commrades are in danger and you're all so petty to pick a fight?!" He growled under his breath as he moved towards the crowd. They all began to cower, knowing the rage of the young Uchiha from their earlier training days with him. As they all winced and cowered....they would realize...nothing came. No brutality, no fists, no flame. Opening their eyes they would see the young taijutsu practitioner at the door, moving outward. " Pathetic. Don't be in my village when I return." With that Masato vanished.
As the group processed what had happened, the elder teacher smiled. " It is quite sad that the most uncivilized, least disciplined and most certainly the least centered one of you...has surpassed you all with his own sheer will power.... perhaps none of you were ever worthy of my tutelage." The dojo's practitioners would hang their head, realizing the shame of their actions and the terror of their shame.
Masato came back into the dojo. Que music * Lets get down to business *
Masato created four clones, having himself and three of them attack his fourth. The three Masato surrounded the fourth, leaping skyward. While they leaped all of them began spinning head over heel and delivering a massively strong super hard kick to the head of the clone, planting him in the ground and poofing the clone. Then Masato ended 2 other clone techniques. [1/1][ Bunshin Kaiten Kakatou Otoshi [ Clone Spinning Heel Drop ]]
His next technique he would train against himself. He rushed at himself, creating a clone that would propel himself forward in a tackle. As the Masato clone impacted the other Masato clone, the Masato clone was stricken by the Masato clone. The red eyed Uchiha watched carefully as his clone disputed. Leaving one more. [1/1] [Bunshin Taiatari [ Clone Body Blow ]]
Masato leaped in, sending a powerful kick at his shadow clone. As he delivered the kick, the Masato clone made an effort to defend. As the kick would impact, Masato would be driven back, barely able to hold his form against the powerful taijutsu. Still, Masato pushed the attack to the next technique. [1/1] [Konoha Gouriki Senpuu [ Leaf Herculean Whirlwind ]]
Masato grasped his opponent, launching him into the air with a mighty throw. Leaping skyward he would follow his opponent. Appearing beneath him with both their backs down, Masato delivered a round house kick to the left side. Then following up with a rotation and kicking several other times. The final kick would send the opponent flying to the earth, bouncing and poofing away. [1/1][Shishi Rendan [ Lion Combo ]]
Masato would create another clone, as the clone attacked, Masato knelt. When he knelt the clone's attack passed over his head and Masato would rise up, holding the clone over head. As the clone struggled to freedom, Masato retracted his arm, allowing gravity to come down. In a high speed movement he crashed his palm into the clone's back. As he would be stricken, he used substitution. [1/1][ Shou-Geki-Shou [ Rising Impact Palm ]]
Masato appeared above the clone. He began to spin rapidly as he descended The clone would cross his arms in order to defend himself . In a rapid spinning action, a massive punch would land directly upon the folded arms. The dojo floor beneath would crack under the massive pressure but the clone resisted disbanding. [1/1][Konoha Raiken [ Leaf Thunder Fist ]]
In one final attempt to knock the most stubborn clone yet out of existance, Masato would channel chakra into his right arm. As it swelled into his fist the clone ran forward. At just the right moment, Masato released an instantaneous straight punch infused with chakra that would create a shock wave that shook the walls of the dojo. The clone vanished in a near instant moment. [1/1][Oukashou]
Creating a handful of clones to continue, Masato would begin fighting several of himself. As he began running around his opponents a mirror image of himself would begin rushing in the exact opposite direction. Luckily the Masato's would not use their sharingan, so they could not depict which one was true. The numbers of clones split and attempted to fight Masatos seperately. [1/1][Radial Split ]
As he rushed directly towards the clone of himself, he would focus his chakra forward. An intangible image of himself would rush out faster than his real version. The Masato clone crossed his arms to defend, realizing the attack was fake, he opened his eyes. By that point, Masato had moved to another foe who had snuck behind him, vanquishing another clone. [1/1] [Fake Strike]
Masato turned back to his original target. Masato delivered several round house kicks that would be blocked. Each attack created an afterimage that would mimic the actions that preceded it. As Masato moved on to his next attack, the solid after image would land an attack where the clone believed the strike was blocked. With a final punch he delivered two simultaneous strikes that imploded the clone. [1/1] [Multistrike ]
Masato turned to throw a punch at the next clone. He stopped his fist short and would turn to grasp another clone, throwing him over his shoulder. As he continued to move forward, thinking his original's attack missed, the afterimage would blast him in the face. The attack appeared at a delayed time, slamming the clone in the face and dissipating him. [1/1][Delayed Strike ]
Three clones surrounded Masato. He shifted his red eyes. On his back two arms would appear in a flickering, distorted appearance. Using these two arms he would block all three clones that attempted to strike him over the head. Masato grinned, using his real arms to throat punch the front two clones with the force of the united states army coming down on a pog that deserve it because they ******** up. [1/1][Multiple Arms ]
Turning to face the two clones behind him, Masato leapt, delivering an uppercut. Masato turned to face the other clone. While he focused on his opponent, the solid afterimages followed through with his punch would continuously knock the clone higher and higher. The final punch would manage to dissipate the clone. Meanwhile, Masato was actually defending another attack by his clone. [1/1][Rising Barrage ]
Masato would stand one on one with the last clone. He began to move about, creating more after images. The clone's eyes kept shifting back and forth, attempting to track Masato. Finally, Masato stopped. Each after image would also stop. The clone looked confused, not realizing that each of his real version's after images, had become clones. [1/1] [Cicada Shell ]
Stopping, Masato breathed heavily, laying in the floor to recover after the extended session.
The taijutsu specialist slowly opened his eyes, glancing about. " I must have drifted off..." he had trained hard, his muscles were sore even. Still, he had to go further.
Standing, Masato summoned even more clones. The parade of Masato in the room would basically take over the dojo. As he stood and faced them all, he shouted. " Bring it. Everyone at once!" The lot of them nodded as they rushed in on him. He would focus his chakra into his right arm, allowing it to twist and manipulate into a piercing point. As the first Masato arrived head on, in his own fashion, the true one would perform a strong fisted strike directly into the clone, instantly destroying it. [1/1][Uraate [ Backing ]]
From behind two Masato clones would grasp his shoulder while another stood on his left side. From here two clones would rush from the front, attempting to attack this way. Masato's eyes shifted into their red pattern. From his arm a bolt of chakra would be generated on the left. The bolt of chakra would blast the ninja standing on the left side of him, surprising the one who actually controlling him into releasing. [1/1]Unari o Diashi Tai [ Roar on Mount Tai ]
Rotating towards the clone on the right with his freed left arm, he would loosen the right's grip once his body had shifted. Bringing his left and right hands up to the neck, a quick, persise snapping of both the left and right hand would be delivered to the neck. This sharp strike would cause the clone to vanish where in reality should have killed a man. [1/1] [Jūshichishiki Kandōka [ 17th Variation Piercing Bronze Flower ] ]
He rotated, catching the sight of a clone preparing to punch him with a strong right fist. No. That wasn't it. There was chakra. His own clone was prepared to use the Fire Mountain Orchid. As the fist was extended, Masato would use a hand to parry the strike. As he did, the blast of daisy chained fireballs would eliminate a large corner of the room's clones. With the sharingan focused on his clone's jugular, a swift strike would obliterate the thing into smoke. [1/1][Shin'dou, Ichiwa: Nyoro Hebi [ Heart and Mind, One Harmony: Slithering Serpent ]] Two more clones ambushed from the right. Masato held both hands with his fingers curled in and palms outward. As they approached on the left and right alignment of his body he stepped forward, putting himself almost between the two. In one swift motion, the uchiha's hands had been put to use. Bashing both clones into oblivion. [1/1][Tategami no Shishi [ Mane of the Lion ]]
As the smoke cleared from the two, a third appeared directly before him. Bringing his arms to a crossing point, Masato prepared himself. Just as the clone got within range, it would be stricken down by a cross chop. The cross chop was done in such a manner that both sides of the neck were stricken, similar to his previous attack. [1/1][Shin'dou, Niwa: Hane no Karasu [ Heart and Mind, Two Harmonies: Wings of the Crow ]] Masato was ready to go on the offensive now, he had played defense long enough. Dashing forward, the clones seemed surprised. As Masato lunged, he formed the chakra in the style of the backing method around his fist and focused it into the knuckles of his index and middle finger. With a jab, the fist was planted into the clones chest, dissolving it immediately. [1/1][Shin'dou, Sanwa: Bateihouken [ Heart and Mind, Three Harmonies: Trampling Horse Fist ]] Luckily for Masato prior to his training and falling asleep, he had meditated. The meditation form was special in the fact that it was a unique method belonging to the old man he had learned from that allowed one to recover their chakra in a much quicker way. Inhaling deeply, preparing for his next foe, he thanked the old man in his head. [1/1]Shin'dou no Heian [ Tranquility of Body and Mind ]]
Masato would reach his second victim. He would launch two punches, the first was a feign. An almost instantaneous punch aimed directly at the clone's eyes to block their view of the next attack. As the clone flinched, Masato would deliver a second, more powerful concentrated fist into the clone. [1/1][Single Action]
Following this action, the clone to his right would recieve the same treatment, only this clone dodged. "Stupid clone, you made me look bad!" Masato raged at the sight of a clone being superior. A secondary action followed his single shot from before. A more powerful, back hand that would cross his clones face and strike him square on the jaw, vanishing him even. [1/1][ Double Action ]
From each cardinal direction, Masato found himself surrounded. He gritted his teeth, preparing his body to move quickly as they foolishly dashed head first. With an almost instant movement, two of the fools had been uppercut. The uppercut carried a deadly force that would lift them from the ground...that is before they vanished. [1/1][Curving Projectile ]
He pivoted, rotating to face the two back clones, trails of neon red trailing his sharingan. His foes continued. With a mighty step forward, he would deliver a powerful fist into the first's stomach. Slowly at first, then in a blurring motion, the clone flew into the roof. Masato's extending his right leg had put the extra drive in the attack, allowing it to send the clone flying.. [1/1][Breaching Charge]
Covering his fists in chakra, he prepared to face the remaining clones. Sweat beaded down his face. His red eyes still vibrant. As the ninja clones closed in, Masato would deliver mighty strikes to each of them. One after another the clones would fall before the power of their creator, the might Uchiha. [1/1][Full Metal Jacket]
The Uchiha began to weave between the clones, proving his own superiority. He would face off against one that had been straggling back. In what seemed like an eternity to the clone, Masato locked eyes with him. " ORRRAAHHH" He roared, delivering two single action punches. Somehow, these jabs were more powerful than expected. Hell, they struck in the time it would take for one to be delivered. It seemed the Uchiha was becoming bigger, better, faster, stronger. [1/1][Double Tap]
Grasping the wrist of the closest to him, he would sling them into a group of himself that was gathering in hopes to mob him. Turning to the one that sustained his place when pushed, he grinned. Sliding towards him in suberb efficiency, Masato prepared for the kill. An blast of fists, single and double tap would eliminate the clone. [1/1][Mixing Rounds ]
Masato would be clipped by a clone, approaching from his back where he had lost concentration. He was tiring. It had to come to and end soon, right? Still several remained. He would raise his hands, putting his weight forward on his foot and guarding his face. This would resemble a modern boxers stance, allowing him to give amazing punching power by giving up the ability to kick temporarily. [1/1][Shooter Stance ]
One of the clones would deliver their own flurry of punches, Masato did well to defend himself with the boxer's stance. Taking the punches...wasn't his style. Suddenly another punch would come, carrying significantly more power. He would use his hand still in a cupped fist stance, striking the punch downward, sending it away from him to safety. [1/1][Ricochet]
To continue, the clones would use the Fire Mountain Orchid. Masato wouldn't be able to avoid. Not again. No, he'd power through it. He tucked his head down, turning his body to the side, avoiding himself from leaving several more targets for the fireblast. As the barrage passed over him, he was thankful for his minor resistance to fire. He was singed, knocked back against the wall, but alive. He smiled, his own clones were this strong. He enjoyed the challenge. [1/1][Taking Cover]
As they rushed him, Masato would resort to a more barbaric punch. The superman. Standing with spread legs, he would bring his fist over his head and downward striking at the faces of the clones. He continued to repeat the process until all the clones near him had been clobbered like the hulk's own victims. [1/1][Mortar Shell ]
Once the distance had been set again, he would see several of his clones drawing weapons. Kunai, Demon Windmill Shuriken, ect. He would grin, his eyes tracking their every movement. As they hurled their weapons, Masato rushed forward. First the kunai. Masato tilted his head 3 3/4 inches to avoid it, never stopping. Next the shuriken. He lifted his arm less than an inch. Avoided. Finally the demon windmill shuriken. He leaped, rotating his entire body as it passed under him. Using his right hand he caught the loop in its center, returning it to the clone. [1/1][Dodging Projectiles ]
Yet another demon wind mill shuriken was launched. Masato would duck straight down, taking a crouching position. The Windmill shuriken would plant in the wall. From the crouched position, Masato loaded himself up. He would blast forward, using the folded legs as a method to launch. His fist would impact the chest of the clone, exploding him forever. [1/1]Loading ]
His red eyes pulsed like lanterns in the night. His body seemed to retract as he took a wide open stance, drawing both fists back, elbows tucked. Looking like he was about to go SSGSSGSSSGS 37. Chakra coated his fists. In a flurry six orbs of fist sized chakra flew out, smashing into several clones as they immediately vanished. The shotgun fist, a very useful technique that would be the end of the guild once Masato used it in the gate forms. [1/1][Shotgun Fist ]
By having punched everything under the sun, Masato had done it. He had attained the awesome. He was the champion of tyria and the home of the brave. Masato, legendary Super Saiyan from the planet of pallet town, one of the digidestined. His punches were strong enough to destroy Hachiro's dead sister in a single blow. To destroy the fourth wall, to infinity and beyond. [1/1][Upgraded Caliber ]
By taking on his angry saiyan stance, Masato charged his shotgun fist one more. This time, flames engulfed his fists. A grin encompassed Masato's face. He was preparing to end the session, eliminating the remaining clones. In yet another inglorious barrage of fists, the shotgun was fired. This time...with fire. The blazing great balls of foe fire destroyed the clones, somehow managing not to burn the dojo down like london bridge. [1/1][Mercury Round ]
Karuto arrived on the top of the Dojo's roof with his scrolls in hand. He had a lot of training to do and got down to it. The Second stage of the Hsing-I Pakua was up next. Bringing his fist down into his body, he coiled like a snake and struck out. The increased momentum made his fast attack even more so. A good technique to be sure. A paired attack was a sort of double kick. He sunk his body by bending his knees, while at the same time lifting a single knee about chest level. Shifting his hips forward like in a pendulum motion, he struck out. The result was an awkward double kick. An easy move to be sure. The next attack was a simple withdraw followed by an open palm strike. He didn't even have to train this one, he knew he could do it. Just to humor himself, he mimed it. Like he said, very easy.
The next couple techniques were also very easy. He performed a roundhouse kick. As soon as he did so, he brought his elbow up and connected with an imaginary head. He then brought his elbow down and brought the target down. Leaping into the air, he landed upon the target. Karuto planted his knees on their chest and began pounding away with his fists, bringing them down with his sheer mass and attacks. Grabbing the target, he used Chakra to repeatedly strike. He wouldn't let go. It was just a brutal attack, ending with an open palmed strike. He then pretended someone had a sword on him. Extending his leg he kicked out in the chest before he seized the arm and cleared the weapon. He followed with a swift uppercut. The last attack was just power- plain and simple. He unleashed a flurry of blows as fast as he could. In a powerful display, he had hit multiple times in a short span. Good on him, eh?
The next attack was just picking up and opponent and throwing them down. Very simple technique. Taking his wooden dummy, he brought it over his head and spiked it into the ground. Unleashing a flurry of blows, he attacked again. He struck the opponent 10 times in one second. It was heavily dented after his attack. He attacked with an open palm strike. After he connected, his hand vibrated. The result would have seriously disoriented any normal man. Coating his body in chakra, he moved forward. His speed was noticeably increased. Attacking, he was sure there would be little opportunity to counter. Good techniques all around it seemed.
The next style he was going to learn was Sungakure's signature move, the Pi Qua Quan. As the first move was laid out, he practiced it, turning and striking as directed. This style would test his flexibility it seems. The next thing he had to learn was a stance. Bending one leg, extending the other, and widening his arms, he performed it. He didn't particularly like it though as he had many other poses to perform. The next thing he had to learn was a downward movement of the hand. It would allow him to effectively block or strike out. He used a weak clone to train it and wasn't surprised to find it a very easy thing to master.
The next step was some endurance training. Thankfully, he lived in the desert, and thus was already acclimated to harsh conditions. He felt he had this part down already and just decided to move on. The next step was a way to intercept kicks. Karuto braced himself as a clone kicked at him. He caught the kick and swept the other clone's leg out from beneath him. As it spun in mid air he kicked out again, sending it skittering backwards. The next attack was a simple uppercut. As the clone neared him, Karuto bent his legs. When it got very close, he did a 36- degree spin as he drove his fist up. The momentum lifting the clone into the air as his fist connected.
The next stage was even more training in harsh conditions apparently. Again, this was his every day. He could just use the natural wisdom he got from living in a f*cking desert and apply THAT to his training. He was already good on that front. The next attack was just blocking and striking at the same time. His Be Water My Friends style was already helping on that point. He followed the directions in the scroll and found it to be very easy. Onto the next stage then. The next attack was how to catch a punch. He allowed the clone to come at him with an attack. Karuto then caught the blow and pivoted around, now behind the copy. He shoved the clone onto the ground, resulting in the dislocation of the arm of the clone. It was a simple counter, but one he would not have naturally thought of. The next block was another kick block. He ordered the clone to kick out at him. He caught it and returned with his own kick at the clone's groin and then with a second kick at his foot. After that was done, he decided to move on, as he had learned all he could for now.
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Moving forward after his latest training session he would wonder how else he could evolve at this point...ninjutsu...genjutsu...taijutsu...he felt the weight of the sword on his back. Oh! Of course! He had, for all the years in the village he owned the weapon never practiced a true style. He had merely attempted to swing it with fire, damaging whatever he could.
Masato gripped the sword tightly, bringing it over his shoulder. The Uchiha would size up the weapon. It felt light. His arms had become so toned and powerful that he felt no need to strain his movements. [1/3] He held the sword in both hands, in a baseball like grip. This was close, right? He had no formal training. Everything he did would be from his own experiences...his sharingan wouldn't hurt either. He had seen countless bladed strikes. The angles, velocity, rythm. It all seemed familiar...yet unknown. [2/3] Deciding to swing, finally, Masato raised the blade. Over his head, the blade felt heavier. A sensation overwhelmed him as he imagined a target ahead of him, ready to be slain. Mentally, he imagine the character before him losing their struggle and being split. In one motion, Masato swung the blade. Brining it down center mass, the hilt stopping near his belly button. The sound of air slicing was deep as he calmly swung. A perfect swing. [3/3][Ju Suto [ Heavy Smash ]]
Preparing his next strike, the blade's momentum would let it set to the side of his body, tip dragging the earth. He would imagine himself surrounded by opponents, blades raised high. [1/2] In one mighty movement, Masato would pivot on his foot, dropping his body low. As he did, the path of the blades would have further to go before reaching his head. Meanwhile, his blade would follow his pivot, circling his location. The angle and action combined would slice at the enemies at their thighs near the major arteries. [2/2] Soin [ Sweep ]
Moving onto yet another style, he unrolled the scroll and began practicing. As always, the fundamentals were very easy. Karuto executed a simple forward jab as he was instructed. He then wheeled around and threw out a back punch. The style and movements were rigid. It reminded him a lot of the Kaiser Fist to be honest. The next move was another simple foot sweep. Karuto executed it easily, once again. He was moving very...heavily for this style. The next training was advice on how to use his bulk to enhance blocks. It was interesting, and very easy to learn. Bracing was the key it seemed, how would have thought.
The next stage taught him another simple sweep. He went through the motions and did what the scroll said. It was still too basic to challenge him. Two different elbow attacks huh? He read over the scroll, memorizing each. Clearing some space out, he sprang into action. He brought his elbow down like a bolt of lightning. Each were rather simple. Any shinobi who felt his strikes would be hard pressed to remain standing. After training in such a rigid style, he began to feel the effects. His body was more durable he felt like. Once could almost say his fortitude had increased midlly!
