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Emma entered the coliseum and looked around, she could get some good training done here...the wind felt so nice, maybe if she still had pants instead of a skirt it'd feel better...her legs felt chilled. Emma made sure her hands were in good shape, and so she didn't injure them while boxing she put gloves on, just plain old fingerless gloves, the ones she wanted steel knives inside of. Know how you can tell it was those exact gloves? One of them said "**** off and die" right on it. Emma had been waiting to fight Fenrir forever to show him her new power...this was her only chance!

Emma read her book and saw a skill that was kind of like what a street fighter would do. Just reading it brought her a flashback of when she fought underground just to stay alive. It didn't matter if she was bleeding out or not...she never lost, Fenrir was the first person to actually beat her besides Hunter.[1/12] Emma liked the way this worked, she didn't need to do anything complex...she just had to tackle her opponent. Emma's body didn't have the force needed to bring Fenrir to the ground, but her ki would pick up the slack. Emma felt stupid practicing this alone, but she knelt down on the grounds with her legs spread as if she had brought someone to the ground.[2/12] Emma started punching the ground as quickly as she could, apparently her punches would be quick enough to trump even shadow boxing, mostly because of the magnitude. Not only that, but because of the fact that she could aim anywhere she wanted she could probably take her foe out with a few strikes to the head. Already she was feeling the strain of practicing...if she made it to stage four of her boxing and actually learned something it'd be a miracle.[3/12] Emma continued training...her punches weren't getting any faster at the moment. Emma didn't exactly know if she'd have an opening to do this in her fight, but...eh...why not? It's not like forgetting to learn it would do her any good, she held off from training for long enough.[4/12] Emma could feel her strikes improving...but it looked like she wasn't moving too much faster. Emma had read she could constantly chain this together as long as she had the energy for it, but one time would be good enough for her...the longer she tried to attack the more of a chance of a counter.[5/12] Emma continued to fight with the ground...she saw her hands vanishing as she continued. She doubted her hands would be invisible to somebody with a trained eye, but so what? She had better techniques, and there was no way somebody with a passive skill was going to beat her.[6/12] This reminded Emma she needed to get some general skill training done, she hadn't gotten any if that down either. Emma wasn't too far from learning a few powerful general skills either, but it could wait until this was over.[7/12] Emma was more than half done with this skill, her hands were a little blurry, but if she focused she could catch sight of her own punches. Emma's blackened ki was flowing through her veins...she didn't know it, but the stronger she got the more this ki mixed with her. It was pretty close to being enhance, luckily, and any enhancement to her main style was good enough for her to use at any time.[8/12] Emma's arms were getting tired from the sheer amount of times she attempted this one skill. "What the heck...why is this so hard out of everything else?" Did it take her this long to learn the base of this skill? Probably not, and she was advancing so it made some kind of sense.[9/12] Emma noted that in one or two attempts she'd be finished with another stage of her first style of choice. Emma was glad these things didn't take...too long, and the first skill of the fourth stage was C-Rank while the rest had an A-Ranking to them.[10/12] Emma didn't see her hands, but she saw that she was hitting the ground. "Just a little more ought to do it..." Emma said with a nod before drawing back her arms, even if she was just working out she didn't feel tired or too sore. She'd be in top physical condition to battle it out with Fenrir.[11/12] Emma tried again, her strikes couldn't be regularly seen, or at least her hands, and part of her arms became blurry when she tried to hit the ground. "I'm done here...on to the next stage." Emma stretched her arms for a second to relieve the tension, she couldn't focus if she wasn't loose.[12/12]

Emma put her training book away for now, as long as she had no need of it then she'd ensure that it didn't get destroyed or anything. "Alright..." Was all she said as she continued her warming up, this was going to be a good battle.

"What's wrong with you, you look like s**t...wait, that's your regular expression." Either way if Emma were in his shoes she would've been upset too, but enough playing around...she switched back to her real personality, her real demeanor...blank. "The first move's yours." Emma took a southpaw stance instead of actually starting off with a weapon, the one thing she always wanted to do was punch Fenrir in the face...even if she somehow lost she was going to beat the crap outta him. At a time like this she wished she had her knife gloves, but she wasn't going to get them until she advanced one more level...one more freaking level. Emma calmly examined her options, but she was certain she would win...losing here would prove to be bad for her since it'd gain Fenrir a rank. While thinking about this Emma's footsteps seemed bouncier than usual, it wasn't like her to bounce from side to side while thinking...

Emma's eyes sharpened as he made his move, she could see it coming, but she didn't expect him to actually just throw away his bat. Emma made a quick side step, but as soon as he closed the distance between them Emma actually had to get a little creative with her next moves. Emma's feet were pretty fast and she was on the move as soon as she saw Fenrir again, making for an excellent dodge, but she had to be careful with that one...that could've been very bad very quickly. Emma herself was going to open up with a powerful move to follow up that dodge of her's. Emma's ki seemed to coat her in a defensive aura as she took her new stance and rushed Fenrir, trying her hardest to break his nose. Despite just attacking him Emma seemed to retain her graceful movements, even though she was obviously boxing. Her speed and defense together made a pretty nice mix so she doubted he could hurt her like this without getting hurt himself.

Emma's main goal was just to catch Fenrir in the combination, if she couldn't do that then she at least wanted to land a single strike, which she assumed she could get due to her newfound speed. The question was if she could defend while attacking like this then why use Shuffle? It was to throw Fenrir off, to make him shift his focus to her new position, and she knew he absolutely had to keep his eyes on her, it was forced...if he didn't watch then he wouldn't catch her attack, if he watched then he'd be distracted for a least a second while she attacked. A basic strategy for such high energy waste...but there it was.

Shuffle
Rank: E
Description: Shuffling is a skill paramount to advancing as a boxer and is often chained to other techniques. The user uses their quick footwork to dodge incoming blows if they can. After dodging the blow, if they can, the boxer throws a quick jab to their opponent's torso before backing away. A small amount of ki is all that is needed to increase foot movement speeds.

Heavenly Combo
Rank: B
Description: The user gets in to a defensive stance and attacks without warning. Not only are they able to defend against up to C-Rank techniques, including weapons, but they are striking the enemy quickly, leaving reminders that when the punch hits, it hurts. A possibility of this combo is knocking the enemy out if every hit connects, the combo itself will leave anybody speechless. This move is actually pretty graceful for a style that focuses on forward rushing and flatout hitting the enemy until they faint. As far the punches themselves...it's up to whoever is using the style.