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Zin was just about to start on a couple more techniques until he noticed a small squared lump in the mist of his backpack. The child tilted his head as he was quite sure he had only but one object within the bag, as he reached inside and blinked as his hand felt a book. Obviously curious, Zin pulled the book out as his eyes widened slightly. It was the Taijutsu book he had swiped from the library a couple months ago. Just as he cracked the book open, he saw quite a few pages dog eared; it seemed they were some techniques that taught his interest the most. Thinking about starting low, then working himself up, Zin picked one of the lower techniques known as the 'Houshou' or the 'Crushing Fist.' It was rather ironic to call it such when the child noticed that the technique in fact utilized the palm instead. Maybe it's something to throw off the opponents I guess. He thought to himself as he looked about the room to find a dummy to practice on before his eyes looked on the tattered and worn dummy that the Academy Student's usually work on. Taking one last look at the diagram of how to correctly perform the technique as well as how to accurately produced the power he wished to bring about, Zin walked towards the dummy and got back into one of his ancient stances; taking his time in slowly going through the motions as he waited for the time he felt was the correct striking moment.

Once the child felt he got the technique Zin utilized a little method that helped him learn techniques quicker; by associating them to similar techniques, drawing out the differences then exploiting said difference to accurately perform the technique. "This techniques is similar to the Asshou Palm. Except with the Houshou strike, I'm hitting the opponent while he or she is standing." Zin nodded as he crouched back down and simply imagined utilizing the Asshou Palm but striking forwards. And with two steps forwards, a quick flick of his hips in unison with the swerving of his little feet, as the child ultimately extended that hand out to strike which brutally knocked the dummy back. The force of the child's strike, plus the weights that clung to his limbs, shot the dummy back like it was a meager flea in which it slammed hard against the wall. Zin looked as his hand and the slightly cracked wall in addition to his chest-deprived 'opponent' before sighing," One day... I'll knock it through the very wall itself." He said no impressed in the least with his strength. The child wanted to launch the dummy through the wall and out into the outskirts of the Academy's wall. Which in fact was a feat in itself as it meant the feeble test dummy would have to have enough force to slam through the wall and not explode to become destroyed on the initial contact. Meaning the child would be exhibiting not only power but control to how he demonstrates it.

1/1 Houshou 'Crushing Fist'

Kokirii sighed again. Raiton. Gee, this kid knew how to pick apart her weaknesses now didn't he? "I don't know Raiton either...it's not one of my styles...I think I might have some scrolls in my bag if you want to look..." she said faintly, feeling the pressure again. And the a mysterious boy came, sneered, trained, and then walked away. How very odd. Then she fell on her butt and sat there for a second. "Someday, I'll quit this teacher buisness and just be an ANBU." she muttered to the dirt.

Zin had to do a little more training before he assaulted the Hokage tower. The child was tired of being restrained of the bonds of Konoha and now that Matsuya was no longer over the village, putting the last defense to keep the child barred, the serpent prince felt it was in his right now to venture into what he was pre-destined to do!

After having departed the training grounds the child picked up a couple of items along the way towards the Academy. Some chemical tubes, flasks and some burns for preparation for the nights exploits as he timed himself by watching the sun. Utilizing the old method of telling time by the positioning of the sun to time when it is time to strike.

When he finally arrived to the Academy, the child didn't enter and instead took his training to the roof of the Academy in which he locked the door to ensure his privacy. Squatting down on his knee's to let down Hitan and Nagi on the ground, they slithered about keeping watch about the place as Zin watched them curiously. Looking mostly at how their bodies were moving and rather how flexible and nimble they were. Easily changing direction at a drop of a dime as well as being able to arch their bodies to normally uncomfortable positions yet not lose any power in their strikes. It gave the Naga prince an idea to try and mimic their movements by altering his body to convert into something like theirs. With how close he was towards the species on so many levels, Zin was sure he could be able to turn their skeletal structure into his own. Sitting down and watching his two friend's slither about the roof, Zin tried to figure what he needed to do, to accurately put forth a method of converting his body to match theirs. Hmmm... Chakra is a definite factor. But... It will have to be somewhat substantial.... then again... What if I simply conduct the chakra to form a skin around my lower half... Something like... Zin looked at the earring that was given to him by his grandfather, symbolizing the serpent king who was known to have the torso of man and a lower body of a large snake. If he could create something like that for his own use, Zin was sure he would further is goal for being known as being the Demi-child.

[ Naga Slithering Snake Mode 1/5 ]

Taking one more glace at the Hokage tower that was now immersed in darkness, signifying that the employee's had finally left, Zin snapped his eyes to Nagi and Hitan as he hissed,"The time is coming. I shall complete one last jutsu and we shall start the mission. Understood?" The snakes nodded and coiled up, stopping their playful slithering about the place and simply stared at their master. Waiting for him to complete his jutsu's while they themselves prepared to have them mentally ready for the mission at hand.

Placing his satchel bag on the ground, the child searched through some of the items until he found his Ninjutsu book that he took from the library way back in his Genin days. Flipping through the pages, the child spotted another jutsu that would benefit his new-found element. One that... this trick little serpent child believed would work perfectly in his favor. "Another Clone Jutsu but... with this one... I'll have a nice little trick for them." Zin giggled in that eerie little manner as the Naga prince read over the hand-seals required as well as comparing it to his regular Kaze Bushin. This technique will be a little easier than I thought. He thought to himself as he mixed the two jutsu's together and altered his chakra to push out just a little more so the jutsu can be performed properly.

Once Zin felt he had the jutsu rather down, he stood up and focused his chakra, as if he was going to perform the Kaze Bushin clone, but added a little more chakra. While this was happening, Zin was weaving through a mixture of the Kaze Bushin clone jutsu and the jutsu he was just now learning, in which as his hand clapped and ended the seal he spoke,"Pressure Clone Jutsu.." The familiar sound of the wind being controlled by chakra came to his side, though with a lot more power than normal. Almost as if a vortex with resonating within the middle of the clone as he felt a small tug from the section it was providing. Looking at his clone, that rather looked back at him, the child tilted his head from one side then tilted it back to the other in an almost innocent fashion before he heard a couple of Academy Student's playing. The slitted eyes of the demented child narrowed in excitement as he timed the child running back to gain his thrown kunai before pushing the clone off the railing of the roof. Almost making it seem like suicide, Zin watched as the child's jaw dropped in witnessing yet another child or rather a clone of himself, falling from the roof to hit the ground. Except, rather than the bone crushing splat upon the ground, when the clone hit the earth's cranium, an 'explosion' of built up wind occurred and slung the boy back a couple feet into the bark of the tree.

Zin sighed as the jutsu wasn't as strong as he had hoped, but it was strong enough; that is all that matters now. Turning his heel, the child hissed to Nagi and Hitan who quickly slithered up to return to their posts on Zin's shoulders, before the child himself picked up his satchel after replacing everything he took out and zipped it back up." We will return home. I must wait for something before I strike." He said softly, sneering lightly at the Hokage tower before sprinting off the Academy's roof and onto a nearby branch in which he took an alternative route to get back to the training grounds. Rather wanting not to be bothered, or rather seen at the moment. From the moment that sun hit the horizon, the child was on a set timed schedule; he needed to follow each time point to the 'T' if he wished to accomplish what he needed to accomplish before the sun raises back up.

1/1 Pressure Clone

She blinked slowly and sneezed. The dust was getting to her. She stood and opened the window enough to air it out. She looked in the desk again for unfinished paperwork.

Sypher stared at the doors of the classroom he was to enter and be teached too. Opening the door, the young boy frowned. Dust, dust and more dust. He sneezed and closed the sliding door. Sitting down outside the door of the dust classroom so he wouldn't be sneezing the whole time. His green eyes looked up and down the hallways. No one.

Sypher heard the door slide open, looking up to see someone almost fall on him but she held herself up. "Hi..." He would of had a giant sweat drop on his forhead as he got up.