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 Posted: Sat Oct 14, 2006 7:19 pm
After all this training of what seemed like an eternity of waking up each morning...though I had no true idea how much time was passing by, even if it were at all, the only thing I was doing was hitting and hitting and hitting. I wondered just how long I'd have to keep hitting for, but I knew it was all the name of training, and besides, I didn't want to go back to Seireitei in the weak state that I was, I wanted to go back stronger, faster, tougher, but most of all a better Shinigami.
I would achieve my goal soon, and I would keep at it.
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Posted: Sun Oct 15, 2006 1:49 pm
I jumped up and swung my leg around again, since I wasn't using my Reiatsu to damage the monster, I wasn't easily getting exhausted since Seireitei or Soul Society didn't absorb reiatsu if you weren't using it. I was however becoming hungry through the sheer exercise I was doing.
I pulled away once I had completed my move knocking the golem sideways and turned to the totem. Before I could say anything a bowl of fruit appeared in front of it, followed by vegetables of all kinds. I sighed and ate. I hadn't talked to anyone in a while, but then again, this wasn't about talking this was about training and becoming stronger, faster.
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Posted: Sun Oct 15, 2006 1:59 pm
I slammed my palm into the monster again and again trying to make an impact and perfect my technique. I struck the face, then the stomach, the ears...or where the ears should be, the groin, and also the kidney's or where they should be once again, just to get a feel for the technique. I knew I wasn't perfect yet, but that would come with training.
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Posted: Sun Oct 15, 2006 2:03 pm
I switched my hand form from instead of hand palm strikes, to palm heel strikes and whirled around in a flurry of attacks. Whirling around it, I struck the temple followed by the jaw, the chin, then the nose. I jumped up and back before running at it again with a much faster attack striking the solar plexus and then I jumped, or rather flipped over it, before delivering an upside down hpalm heel strike to the back of it's head. I was concentrating mainly on incapacitating the golem by using hand movements at the moment.
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Posted: Sun Oct 15, 2006 2:05 pm
Then swapping my movements around, I quickly gave a classic chop to the side of it's neck, relaxing my body since I was getting so tense in my style. I had to make my self fluid like water, or else I would never become stronger, faster or better.
I stopped and whirled around the otherway, performing a reverse knife strike into the golem's nose.
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Posted: Sun Oct 15, 2006 2:06 pm
Ducking around, I swept it's feet from under it before somesaulting over it again and striking it in the stomach before it resumed it stance so i could attack it again with my fury that I was starting to build up because I wanted to become stronger and stronger and stronger. This would eventually be my greatest victory, bringing down a golem with just my bare hands. I knew I was virtually repeating my own thoughts each time i went through my procedure of punch kick punch kick somersault kick....it seemed like it was a never ending cycle.
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Posted: Sun Oct 15, 2006 2:07 pm
I jumped up swiftly and struck it hard in chest with a jump kick before dropping and sweeping. The dummy jumped, so planting my hand down i switched and kicked instead of low...high. It didn't seem to expect that and was thrust into the wall once more before I reigned a battery of punches down on it.
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Posted: Sun Oct 15, 2006 2:08 pm
Once again I was kicking harder, but rather than just kicking the sides or straight in the centre, I was bringing in drop kicks once more repeating a familiar cycle. I knew that the more I fought, the more strength I would have eventually, I had to get to grips with this. I drove my elbow into it's stomach.
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Posted: Sun Oct 15, 2006 2:12 pm
I punched again and again at it's head, if it were a normal human it would have been dead with the force I was hitting, but I had to admit that I was tiring and once in a while returned to a bed before hitting the golem again the next morning. I had woken again though to my fist going into the golem again. I had been fighting the golem even in my sleep and I hadn't even known it. This training was getting more and more effective, perhaps because it was the only thing I was doing apart from eating at the end of every few weeks because of the minimal amount of reiatsu i was using. I was starting to feel comfortable storing large amounts of reiatsu and not releasing it, in fact it was quite pleasant to have a huge bulk of it stored up. Or so i found most morning as I pummelled hell out of the dummy once more.
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Posted: Sun Oct 15, 2006 2:13 pm
I made another move and punched it square in the face with the palm of my hand, then i hopped backwards and drove my heel into it's face. I dropped, and suddenly kicked it up from below. I knew that my attacks would be futile because this was just a dummy, but if it were real such as a hollow i would have been having more trouble than this.
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Posted: Sun Oct 15, 2006 2:15 pm
I struck the golem again the centre of it's chest quickly hitting it, not once but twice, striking hard and fast. Striking harder each time, I knew that unless I died from exhaustion first that I would probably die from the pain. I switched the blows around and attacked with my legs kicking it twice in the chest. [/color]
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Posted: Sun Oct 15, 2006 2:16 pm
I carried on punching and kicking viciously through the nights, and through the days that followed the beginning of my training. I couldn't believe how fluent i was getting with each move, but because I was practicing the same ones day in and day out it was just natural to do it that way, even if the totem kept correcting me on minor errors here and there. Yet what did he know about stuff like this...come to think of it, I was unsure of whether it was a he...mebbe it was an it.
I struck the dummy thing/ golem again in the shin hoping to break it. The armour was still getting thin, but not as thin as i wouldn have liked it
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Posted: Sun Oct 15, 2006 2:17 pm
I gave the dummy an uppercut before driving my knee into it's stomach and trying to lift it up. I was succeeding too. I eventually found that my own style was developing and that all my attacks were just starting to flow no matter what I did it was like water, and that was my style. I fought coldly and mercilessly, striking at all the weakpoints the golem had. Repeatedly. I was striking them twice just to get extra impact out of it.
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Posted: Sun Oct 15, 2006 2:18 pm
I carried on with my routine. I struck again and again at the ever defending monster. I wondered just about when it would be my turn to start defending against the monster but I doubted any time soon as I carried on striking repeatedly.
I kicked it's head again before kicking it's pelvis and then it's abdomen.
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Posted: Sun Oct 15, 2006 2:19 pm
I swept around around again, this time kicking it's head with a double kick. I jumped on it and started pounding the hell out of it. This dummy was useless and I was getting bored of it now. I had to kill the damn thing...why wouldn't it just give up and die. Damn thing. If i ever faced an opponent like this...i would have to rip it to shreds. I head butted the golem no matter how much it hurt me the fact was the endorphins were now active and I was going through this pain without feeling it now because it was so intense. I had lost track so much that when I looked at my hands again they were a bloody mess and I had to go clean them in the water fall before changing round and kicking the monster.
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