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"Tch, sounds boring." Yajuu replied and laid down on his side, the crocodile not two feet from his head. "Its more fun watching someone fight for their life, don't you agree? The Wendigo gave a short laugh and turned over on his belly, eyeing the crocodile. The large reptile stayed where it was, still as a rock while it sunbathed, completely unresponsive to the man who shared its company.

Yajuu stared at the crocodile and the croc slowly opened its massive jaws, showing its rows of razor sharp teeth. The Beast mirrored him and opened his own jaws, flashing his own teeth while Darion continued to talk. "Young fool, I am already trying to teach you. If that isn't good enough then you can learn those pathetic spear skills somewhere else." Yajuu growled to Darion and glanced at him. The crocodile snapped its jaws closed and turned away. "You don't even understand that what you ask of me puts your life in even more danger than with the croc. You're too weak to survive even a sparring session with me. None of the other students I used to spar with did." He muttered as he climbed up on his feet. "Sorry but I only know one way to play, and thats all out and thats too hard for you to handle." Yajuu's flashing yellow eyes resembled that of the monster croc as he glared at Darion. "But if you're so eager to die, then I'll respect your wishes." He growled and then vanished into his hut. A split second later Yajuu appeared, leaping out of his hut with a bone-like spear in hand. He splashed down in the pond with Darion and took a ready stance. Immediately the water seemed to respond to his presence. It turned hot, steamy, and flashed to the color of red that was as dark as blood. As Yajuu's monstrous yellow eyes stared him down, Darion would realize that he had only exchanged one crocodile for a bigger one.

Yajuu merely glared at his student and remained where he was, but then a fanged smirk crept over his face. "Heh, as you wish then." Two eyes opened up on the surface of the water next to Yajuu and then the crocodile lunged forth at Darion, bearing its fangs at him as it snapped at his spear. Meanwhile Yajuu simply tossed his spear into the water and climbed back onto his mound of bones. The water turned to a clean blue again almost immediately.

The croc may have appeared vulnerable after its terrifying lunge, but as soon as Darion tried to stab at its back a large scaly tail whipped out of the water and knocked the spear aside. If Darion was surprised by this the spear would likely be knocked out of his hands from how powerful this beast's strikes were. The tail struck with the weight of a sledgehammer. Either way, the croc glanced over its shoulder at the student with its large yellow eyes, as if daring him to strike again. Amidst this feral standoff, Yajuu gave a howling laugh from the bone mound. "Looks like you can move after all, heheh. Your ability with the spear is amateur, but passable for now, or else you wouldn't have been able to dodge that attack."

Darion remembered the last skill and grinned as he held his spear pointing out in front of him. He would plant his heel on the ground and use his other foot to spin him around on his planted heel, he would then do a three sixty degree turn and face back to his original direction.Simple. 1/1

Diqiu She
Rank: E
Description: Planting your heel into the earth you hold your spear straight out from your body. You make one spin on your heel until you are facing the direction you initiated the skill with. Though not meant to do much damage wise but is effective in getting your opponent(s) at a distance that you want them to be.

Yajuu kept an eye on Darion's training as he practiced, though often times disappeared into his hut to indulge in whatever kind of nightmarish rituals he had at his disposal. The croc too settled down and went back to camouflaging itself with the pond, effectively disappearing from sight. When Darion had finished training his skills, Yajuu reappeared. "Good, now lets test them out. Increase your skill with the spear through experience. Oh, and try not to die." He flashed a fanged smirk at his own twisted joke, as usual, and raised a hand to summon a few of his pale zombie-like warriors. They rose from the banks of the lake, wielding spears at the young student. Then they proceeded to close around him and strike.

Darion would a quick turn to face and bring his spear up just in time to block an on coming attack. The spear was removed from Darion's grasp as the attack hit sending it flying behind him. Darion would quickly grab the man's spear to stop him from preparing another stab and quickly strike at the wrist of his enemy. by doing this Darion hit a pressure point that would cause the hand to open making the ash man let go of the spear. Darion would quickly bring the heavy end of the spear up to strike the jaw of the ash man. Darion would quickly spin the spear and stab it into the man's stomach and lift the man to make him slide down the spear. Darion would rise his vacant hand and a cloud of mist would appear and form into his solid water spear, quickly, Darion would impale the spear through the man's back and pin him into the ground. Darion would leave his spear and rush to his steel spear. Suddenly, the solid liquidity spear would disperse into mist and appear in his left hand as he would grab his metal spear with his right. He would glare at the men they would charge to him. 3/4

Darion would run towards the men and stab his liquid spear into the ground once he grew close to the men, he would flip himself over his spear and once he reached the other end of the spear it would suddenly extend to double it's original size. The two meter spear would now be four meters long, sending him over his enemies. Once he landed the spear would retract back to it's normal size. Darion would swing his metal spear as he turned, smacking the back of one of the men's head. The force alone would knock the man to the ground. Darion would then bring his spear made of liquid and stab it into the back of the lone ash man, to follow up this stab he would push it all the way through the man's stomach and begin to laugh crazily as his spear would extend to double it's size once again and bend to face the man. Suddenly the spear would stab into the man's chest in the fashion of a sewing needle, going in and out of the man's body until it couldn't bend any longer. The spear would begin to undo itself as it retracted back to it's natural form. Darion would kick the man, who was now filled with multiple holes to the ground. Darion would turn toward's the other man he had knocked to the ground. He would kick the spear into the lake and grab the man by his face, a wild grin would spread across Darion's face as he would lift the man and stab his metal spear through the man's a**s and impale him on the spear. Darion would dig the spear into the ground so it stood up like a staff. He stopped laughing as he walked away from the ashy remain's of his enemies.4/4