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Slade moves swiftly through the grass. Dodging attacks from allies that he as training with. He had been at this for a while now, in order to work off some steam to which he had been annoyed with. Frowning slightly, he caught the oncoming blade of grass and knocked it away with a bare hand. His body twisting as he used his fly-trap like appendage to clam down on the body, breaking it in half as it fell into pieces of grass. Some how, he had known it was just a clone of grass. Chuckling with amusement, he spins around and punches a shinobi in the gut. Though he was tiring, he seemed to be taking hits without a problem. Though there was some bruising on parts of his skin that could be seen, to which the long black cloak styled like the Akatsuki dress, was not hiding. With a slight lopsided grin, he grabbed the arm of the remaining shinobi around him, and threw him into the tall grass. "That is enough for now. Go get some rest. It's been a long day for us." His light side says, as he drops down to lay in the grass, panting lightly.
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[All points form here, back, have been spent]

Zetsu, Slade rose from the ground behind the Uchiha who was walking into his village. "Can I help you?" Slade asked, as his odd yellow eyes look through the half closed flytrap-like jaws of the appendages around his head. A sly smirk half forming on his lips even while he rose completely from the ground, and stood there, his arms crossed across the long black cloak, styled like the Akatsuki but plain black.
[73]

"If there's nothing I can help you with, then you may as well leave my village." He says, shaking hsi head slightly as he turns and begins walking away. He didn't need random people coming into his village for no reason other then to learn his village's techniques. They didn't need such help as that. Frowning, he slowly vanishes into the tall grasses.
[63]
[SOrry, I've got to go for a couple hours. I'll be back later~]

"A sparing match? I hope you should know, you're in my element..." Slade says, emerging from the grass itself with the help of his Grass Camouflage Technique. A sly little grin forms across his lips, "Step into the grass and proceed.." He then says, as he recedes into the grass itself, with the same technique he had used to show up where he was. This was going to be interesting.
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"Now you must be weak kid... Using Sharingan as soon as the battle starts. You're supposed to leave your best moves for last." Slade's dark half says from within the grass. As soon as he had finished speaking, it appeared as though where he once was standing, was not where he was anymore. Mearly seconds later, Slade was emerging form the ground directly behind Shun. Having used the Leech All Creation: Attack Prevention Technique to avoid detection and damage from the flames, along with silently rising from the ground undetected.. Though to him, the damage would not be as much as his opponent must think. Even as he rose, his entire body covered by the flytrap-like appendages. Open fully, and then clamp down towards Shun's body in the attempts to wound him to the point of giving in. He didn't want to kill this shinobi, if he didn't have to.
[150]

Without a word, Slade had already sunk back into the ground, using the same technique to avoid the damage of the oncoming attack. Before he rose in a different area, his large flytrap-like appendages opening enough to show his head through the sharp teeth. "Seriously? Your own bloodline is not your strongest? A pathetic Uchiha you are.. Not even worth anyone outside of the Academy's time. To think, a shinobi would spend such little time on their possible best abilities. And so much time on their speed. Speed is useless, if you have the brains to know the movements of an opponent without doujutsu or ninjutsu." Slade says, shaking his head slowly from within the two large flytrap-like appendages. He was never actually a fighter. He tended to watch, and record the events happening before him. More skillful at defending and dodging, then at actually attacking. For he needed no such thing yet, anyway.
[154]

His opponent's speed was not a concern to him. Using a simple Body Flicker, which caused grass seeds to be thrown into Shun's path. Slade makes a few hand signs at the same time, causing the seeds to erupt into a highly tall grass. Hindering and slowing down his opponent's progress for a little bit thanks to the Seed Growth jutsu. Turning on his heel at the end of the body flicker, he draws four shuriken from within his Akatsuki styled cloak, and then throws them in his opponent's direction. He chuckles, his opponent should be blinded enough, and slowed by the tall grass. That the shuriken should at least clip him for minor wounds. Even with the sharingan. All his opponent should be able to see is grass, and Slade's chakra usage. Not the incoming weapons, thanks to the grass.
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Once again, he moved out of the way. Shaking his head slowly as his odd yellow eyes follow the movements of this man. Fights were annoying, always seeming to last too long, and each side always thinking they had some sort of advantage. The truth for his side was, he actually had two minds watching, evaluating and judging his opponent. Along with recording, and adapting the the moves that his opponent was using. The ultimate skill, which needed no chakra, or any hand signs. The skill of the mind. Slade smirks, as he stands there, watching his opponent, even while he made a long set of hand signs. Birth of Dense Woodland... He thinks, and as soon as he thinks this, large trees shoot instantly from the ground, bushes growing within the grass and making everything darker. More mysterious and more towards Slade's element affinity. Slade soon began to grin, as the entire place was covered in large trees, whose height seemed to stretch far higher then normal trees. Even though branches lined any pathways, and bushes concealed parts of the ground. VInes were hung off certain trees. And the direct line of sight between Slade, and Shun had been covered in leafed branches and bushes. "Come on boy, the time's coming for your loss" These trees being so thick, that they seemed to appear as if fire would not harm anything more then the grass and the bushes beneath their large trunks, branches, and leaved canopies.
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