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Zehl
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Zehl followed Ryan to the Wandering Warrior dojo and had a look around. It was actually rather nice to be there in the morning before everyone was up. Gave a chance to see and hear things without distraction. He stood in the empty area as the other person was led off by a rather old looking instructor. "Hmm... Well, at least there's plenty of room," he said before deciding to take a few practice swings with his sword.

The blade was quite heavy and usually used with two hands, but the young man had the strength to use it with one when need be thanks to quite a lot of wood splitting with an ax in his past. He more or less swung it as one would for a simple kind of strike, the variety only being where it hit for how it was swung. First was straight down for a blow to the head or shoulder. Next it was some horizontal slashes for the ribcage or stomach. Finally a couple of low ones meant to sweep someone off their feet. it was all just very simple and straightforward. Someone might think he looked kind of slow though with how he was doing it.

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Ryan readied himself once more and transferred the ki to his finger, ready to buffer himself from his own attack this time. He flicked his finger forwards, and the dummy shattered. Ryan himself was unharmed, and a smirk crossed his face as the Old Man began to instruct the next technique. "Good, now onto the next move. Up next is the Shino Ryu style. With this style, you will be able to use the last three moves. The Matoi, Kamatachi, and Wild Kamatachi. I feel you're not going to have any problems with these moves. They're all reliant on brute strength, and less so on actual technique and style. The only strategy to it is to push forward and defeat the opponent by any means you have. Shino Ryu is moreso use of overwhelming force. Basically, just attack, attack, attack, and give no room for retaliation. Speed and Strength are key. Is this understood?"

Ryan nodded and readied the false Gunblade he was handed before the training had begun.

"Good, now, for Matoi. This technique is used to cut through anything using nothing except tremendous force. The cut is as clean as a diamond cut, and it doesn't matter how blunt the weapon is. The weapon is reinforced by the strength, speed, and ki. Now, try."

Ryan readied the blade, and focused. The dummy to his left would be the target. It was made of Obsidian. An extremely dense, black stone. Ryan swung the blade, the ki encircling it, and cut clean through the dummy.

"Kamatachi. It is basically Matoi, but from a distance. The speed of the swings creates a vacuum slice that flies towards the opponent. While not as effective as cutting through as Matoi, it will still cut flesh. If the opponent cannot defend, it may very well sever what it hits. Try!"

Ryan repeats the process of Matoi, but instead swings at a wooden training dummy to his front, nine meters out. The swing cuts the dummy in two, and causes the halves to splinter and shatter.

"Excellent! Finally, we have the Wild Kamatachi. This is basically the same as Kamatachi, only you swing multiple times, creating an inescapable vacuum. Only those that know this technique, or are extremely fast, can avoid its vacuum of force. The steel dummy there! Entrap it!"

The steel dummy swung from an above alcove, and Ryan aimed, swung multiple times, and multiple chunks of steel landed around him as he cut the rest coming straight for him. He couldn't help but let a cocky grin cross his face.

The old man smirked himself and motioned for Ryan to follow as he walked. "You will eat lunch. And then you will reclaim what is rightfully yours. Is this understood?"

"Yeah. Perfectly." Ryan's cockiness turned into determination. After this, he would head out in search of his friends, having completed his training. Ryan ate a lunch prepared by the Old Man to rejuvenate his energy so he could in fact fight at full. The false Gunblade would be nearby, but hopefully he wouldn't have to use it. If he did, it would be to switch out his own.

After he finished eating, Ryan flew to a nearby town to calm himself. A nearby store caught his attention. It was an Antique Store. Inside, two items caught his attention. A red headband and what he needed. A Dragon Radar. Ryan paid for the both of them and then returned to the Kikoukenjutsu Sword School to fight for what was rightfully his.

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Ryan began the battle by jumping up high, his back facing the sun, and throwing up his hands in front of his face. "Solar Flare!" The burst of ki coupled with the fact that the sun was to Ryan's back gave for a boosted Solar Flare, which blinded all of the students, but Ryan's Uncle was waiting for it. He had thrown his arm up in front of his face, the sleeve of his kimono draping down to cover his mug and then some. He had turned his face away and closed his eyes as well. He was no fool, but neither was Ryan. The young warrior had taken this time to fly straight towards his Uncle in a punching stance. But this was not an ideal location for Ryan to be.

Master Greyson struck out with the Battou-Jutsu, slicing through Ryan, or where Ryan was. Ryan had used the After Image and appeared behind his Uncle, ready to strike with a Single Finger Flick. His Uncle, however, spun around in time to block with his Sheath Follow Up. It was then that Ryan finally saw his Uncle's face up close, the sweat of worry rolling down his face, the fear in his eyes, and the gritted teeth of someone who knew they had finally met their match. But he was stubborn, as was all of the Greyson family. He wouldn't give up without a fight, and he was hoping his nephew was one of inexperience.

It was true, Ryan was one of inexperience, but he was also one of a greater determination. He was also fighting not just for himself, but for honor. That is why he would win. He fought for his father.

The two of them jumped away from each other as the students began to regain their sight. "Give up. Give me my Gunblade and I won't humiliate you."

The cocky bravado had returned to Master Greyson. "Humilate me? Humiliate me?! You shall be humiliated! I shall stomp you down to the worm you are!" Ryan did not have a blade. He wouldn't be able to defend against this next attack. He began charging ki into his arms, and Ryan took this time to buffer himself. He had an idea what was coming, and he was right. His Uncle unleashed a Wild Kamatachi, a web of vacuum blades to entrap him, but Ryan knew the pattern, how it worked with his Gunblade. Even without using his Gunblade with the attack, he knew his weapon. He was able to block the vacuum web with his own ki, buffering his arms and hands against the blades of vacuum pressure, and moved slowly towards his Uncle. His Uncle, who was too blind with anger, kept swinging, wasting his Ki as Ryan calmly moved towards his attacker.

When Ryan was finally close enough, he jumped up and over the vacuum web and began moving his arms rapidly. The very first move Ryan learned here would be the one to defeat the man that had taught it to him. He had a wide opening as well. His Uncle just stood there, dumbfounded. "How...how did he dodge it...?"

Ryan crossed his arms over his chest. "Burning..." He then thrust them forward, his hands forming a diamond shape and the blast of charged ki flying towards his Uncle as he yelled "ATTACK!" The blast hit his Uncle square in the chest and sent him flying back. Ryan had to hold himself back as to not kill his Uncle. He wanted him to live in his shame.

The Gunblade went flying as the blast connected, as his Uncle went flying backwards. Ryan zoomed towards his weapon and snatched it out of mid air before it collided with another student. Ryan landed and sheathed his blade at his left side. "It's over. I suggest you resign before I return and seek to redeem yourself. Because I WILL be back to take your position as Master. This school deserves only Masters with Honor." Ryan powered up and left before his Uncle could respond, but he saw his teacher go over to his Uncle to reprimand for what he had done. He was obviously superior to Master Greyson. Ryan could tell from Sensing the Ki. "Well, off to find everyone else."


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Narox had split up from his brother in order to cover more ground, though really it would make more sense to have just broken those false Saiyans and forced them to guide them to the location they searched for. This male Saiyan let his mind run over a few different battle strategies for the conquest of this vastly weak planet along side those awful mocks of the once proud Saiyan race. It wasn't long before he felt a power level around him spike, though it wasn't an impressive one, merely a Human child flying off in the distance. In fact the boy was heading in the opposite direction than him. "Hey! Boy!" Narox yelled and ended the statement by firing a Ki blast inches right in front of his target. The aim wasn't to hit him, as one couldn't pull intel from a dead man. A lesson his brother surely missed.

It was a general assumption that all the pure blooded Saiyans were ruthless savages, in fact the whole race was notorious for their brutal assaults on other planets due to the orders of Lord Freiza and his Intergalactic World Trade. Though Narox was different, very much so, as he well cold and calculating. He could think up thousands of combat scenarios, or adapt one on the fly, then carry it out with the up most ruthless precision. That made him by far more dangerous than most the mindless savages that the race aspired to be. He cracks a toothy smirk as the human boy stops dead in his tracks and spoke to him as a warrior. "Indeed there is. You see I am looking for the home of those disgusting Hybrid Saiyans, but you see I am new here. So why don't you show me where I can find them? Hmm, your from this planet so you surely most know where they come from." Narox replies in a cold, emotion less tone as his tail unfurls from his waist, and sways back and forth. The Saiyan man had already decided Ryan's fate no matter if he helped him or not. The boy was going to die, but the question remained how quickly would he fail to be of use. After all, no sense in killing a tool if they are still capable of making your job easy, though after the job was done disposal was the best option.

"It is a simple fact that their interbreeding with an inferior race has made them disgusting weaker than they should be." That was going to be the Narox would speak on the matter, and now he would onto the part he enjoyed, waste disposal. An energy sphere charges up in each hand, as the Sayian merely smirks, "Well since you don't have the information I need... The statement trails off from there before, Narox floats off a bit and fires both Eraser Cannons at the human boy.

Narox would only smirk as this boy would gracefully avoid his two attacks, and began to talk crap about him needing a bigger target to hit. The Saiyan male wasn't going to take the bait quite so easily as that. "See, that is the difference between us. I prefer results over banter." Was his only reply as he pressed his right index and middle fingers together. His Ki would then snake around the digits before sprouting off into a blade of pure Ki energy. In his left hand formed another ball of energy, that resembled Eraser Shot Cannon, and fired it off before in burst into a volley of shots each aiming to hit Ryan from different angles.