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◆◈◆◈◆"My sands will be your end"◆◈◆◈◆

San stood up again as he felt rested. Now with the new encyclopedias and such, he could finally get off to learning something new. But for now though, he was going to practice his Iron Sand Sensory technique. He first removed some of the Iron Sand from his burden golem, and started to grind it down into small molecules. Now, he needed them smaller. What was going to make this jutsu perfect....he had to almost get his chakra to be able to minipulate at an atomic level. He would need to get the particles to allign at the most optimal distance to allow the electrons allow his chakra to flow through them. This would then allow his sensory technique to go absolutely unseen or felt, as well as extend its range and efficiency way beyond its normal limit. This would then effect be useful not only on the battlefield, but also during insertion and defensive situations. Satisied, San yelled to James.

"James!....I need a training dummy.....I think you will be it...."

(Iron sand particle +5)

◆◈◆◈◆"Never doubt yourself"◆◈◆◈◆

James perked up from his nap at the mention of his name. Standing up to stretch and bounce on his toes for a minute. What the hell did San need him to be the training dummy with all the clones he could make? The Satestsu must be up to something. He seemed to never run out of tricks. James liked the guy though. San could be an a*****e, but it was meant in good fun. Not to mention all the teaching had made James way stronger. It felt good to know that even though he couldn't do the really big stuff yet, He could hold his own. Hell, if Ganchou could fly of the handle and still function at the Anbu stage, then James was doing well. James walked over to the training dummies one last time. Once he got there, he practiced striking them in the chest. With his Lung collapse technique he needed to be quick with it. James started using the technique with every hit. He practiced it about 30 times, and the stopped. He didn't want to keep San waiting.

James jogged out of the building to the Dojo. This was going to be interesting as usual.

(lung collapse learned +3 ranks)

Haru had caught his breath and cleaned himself while he ran after his sensei. "Ah, OK." Haru said as he waited for his sensei to get whatever he was going to get.

"Alright." Haru looked through the scrolls and pulled out one. "Tsumetai Sabaku (Freezing Desert Night). . . " He showed it to Howaido, "I think it's a tough one but I want to learn this one!"

"Alright, dont take too long, Ill be making preparations at my training grounds. I want you to meet me at the temperate rain forest when you finish I will be waiting at the entrance." Howaido smiled and poofed away.

Arya read the next technique that interested her, Water Sword. Basically, manipulating water, she'd be able to change its shape, and craft a sword. The possibilities were dependent on her rank, but she'd be able to make a water sword akin to a real one. Again, the tedious task of handseals had to be completed, and were done with a fervor. On the last run through, she activated the technique, calling water towards her as she held out her hand. Arya grasped the hilt of the forming sword. Once it had totally formulated, Arya attacked a dummy, using her physical strength, as well as the potency of the blade to hack off a limb.

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Arya knew hitting someone with the Water Pistol would be hard, and there isn't much point in wasting chakra if one did not know they were gonna hit the target. She needed a technique that would keep the target still, or atleast slow them down. Perfectly enough, she came across a technique, known as the Starch Syrup Capture Field. Whoever stepped on it would become stuck if they did not apply chakra to their feet. So, the task of learning seals began, over and over again she practiced them. Finally, her chakra rushed throughout her body, and headed straight for her mouth. Before she knew it, her cheeks bulged out, and she could feel the sticky and thick substance in the back of her throat. Instinctively, she opened her mouth, and expelled the substance. Before her very eyes, the syrup spread, and covered a large area. She didn't need to touch it to know that it was sticky enough to stop anything in its tracks.

Haru nodded as Howaido left, he unrolled the scroll and began reading. "Tsumetai Sabaku (Freezing Desert Night)
This genjutsu affects the opponent’s eyesight by creating the illusion that it is night time. Everything will appear to be dark and shadowy, making it hard to see. It also makes it feel as though the temperature has dropped dramatically just like it would at night in the desert. The longer this jutsu lasts the colder the target will feel, potentially to such an extent that the target can die, though that rarely ever occurs. . . Wow, this could be a good genjustu."

He closed his eyes and made the necessary hand signs. Practicing on a dummy, it seemed to become colder and darker. Haru held the illusion for a minute then let it go.

He tried again and again. After awhile, he had got the hang of getting the jutsu up but couldn't hold it longer than a minute. Haru frowned and shook his head.

He tried several more times, beads of sweat fell from his head, he was already fatigued from the training he did with Howaido, and it was getting to him, slowly. He held the illusion for two minutes now but had to let go of it.

"Dang it." He wanted to able to hold it for at least three. After fifty tries he manage to hold the illusion for three minutes. "Argh," He shook his head and grinned. "I did it!" He looked around and remembered. "Oh! I need to catch up with Howaido-sensei!" Haru picked his stuff up and left.