The Meaning of Kentoushi (Training)

[gren]

Training:

Tetsu Tekken (Iron Fist)
Rank: "C"
Skill: TaiJutsu
Effect: A Brawler's true capabilities is within his fists and legs. The Brawler is capable of hitting as if his fists were gauntlets themselves. They say a Brawler's punch is like being smacked by a bull and that is where these power attacks come to play. Those who get hit by a Brawler's Iron Fist feel a knock back effect depending on the user's class.
Special: ---
Drawback: The user is only capable of performing this attack so many times per day depending on how many times the user knows this technique as well as the Class level of the user.
Description: When the user first learns this technique they are capable of performing this technique a total of five times per day as well as any other technique that is in conjunction of the Iron Fist. Every time this technique is learned the user is capable of performing this technique as well other techniques into conjunction one more time. This means that if a user learns this technique twice they are capable of performing this technique a total of six times. Depending on how well and how strong the user is by Class, the user is capable of performing the technique with devastating power. The higher the class is the more devastating the attack will be creating a more sufficient way of breaking one's bones.
D Class - Five Meters Knock back
C Class - Fifteen Meters Knock back
B Class - Twenty Five Meters Knock back - 10% Chance Bones may Break
A Class - Forty Meters Knock back - 30% Chance Bones may Break
S Class - Sixty Meters Knock back - 50% Chance Bones may Break

Gren walked through the empty streets of the capital city. The night was young, and the air was cool. Gren casually continued his way down the street as thoughts flew through his brain. For the past year Gren had been focusing on his medic training, he began to forget the other aspects of the shinobi. Gren approached a sign on a tatterd wall to that which looked like it belonged to a pub of some sort. it could be read,
"Pit Fights at Ten o Clock Sharp"
Perhaps this was a place Gren could be refreshed of one of his past favorable aspects of the ninja. Taking off his forehead protecter Gren placed it in his pocket as he walked in the door. Noise and clatter surrounded him voices of the unknown filled his ears as he eyed around the room. In the center of the room there was a large cage. Intrested in the fights Gren approached the bartender.
"Where do i go to join a fight?"
Gren asked loudly talking over all the people in the large room. The bartender pointed to a well dressed scrawny man who stood in the corner surrounded by muscular men nearly twice the size as Gren. Walking over to the man Gren tripped bumping into a man at the bar. The man was big but nothing Gren felt he couldn't handle. "Watch you step kid" said the man as Gren curtly responded.
'Watch where you walk, Old Man"
the mans face was clearly swelling with anger as Gren gleamed back with a look of bloodlust. The man pushed Gren back. Gren took it noticing the mans movements were slowed. this guy must be drunk Gren thought as he mumbled a curse and flung himself upon the man with a punch that was backed up by every muscle in Gren's arm. The man stumbled back as it clicked in Gren's head. If i can just do that again with more power i might just make him go flying The man caught himself and threw a punch at Gren. Easily Gren ducked to avoid it as he eyed his surroundings. The Billiard Table Gren leaped backward avoiding another punch from the man as he pressed his feet against the edge of the billiard table. Gren then tried again forcing his arm straight into his opponents gut. The man was ready for this attack as he caught Gren and lifted him throwing him into the billiard table that he used to gain speed. Gren now lay in a pile of rubble which was once a beat up pool table. Gathering himself together he stood up, his side feeling like he had broken a rib. The man came charging his way throwing another punch which Gren eluded. Gren looked behind him there was a wall, to his left and right there were now spectators cheering "FIGHT FIGHT FIGHT" Gren smirked as he quickly placed his back foot against the wall and sent another punch straight into the mans stomach this time the man's face looked painful as he lost his footing and slipped falling backward the man hit his head along the edge of the bar. This of coarse knocked Gren's opponent out. And of coarse Gren was still standing. The crowd of drunks cheered as Gren hack a lugi spitting it out onto the unconscious man's shirt. Gren's heart pounded his nerves tingled. Gren mumbled,
"I like this feeling, Alot..."

0/20

OOC: Some Love Please?

[Okami]

+10

[gren]

The crowd was hissing with applaud due to the show Gren had given, then Gren saw the scrawny well dressed man squirm through the people encircling him. "Hey Buddy, whats yer name?"
"...Gren, whats it to you?"
the man's eye twitched as he quickly responded "Gren buddy GREN, were gonna make millions off a you, they call me the Booker, i book fights and take bets, listen Gren buddy, you wanna make some money? aye? Well boy do i have the job for you, follow me" the bookers eye twitched again as he turned around and led Gren into a back room. The room was filled with cigarette smoke and the stench of alcohol. The booker sat Gren down across from him. "Ya smoke?" the mans eye twitched again and handed Gren a single cigarette.
"Sure" Gren took the cigarette and lit it with a flame created with the katon release. The man began to speak quickly "Well you've heard of the pit fights right? yes well how bout hundred for each fight plus another hundred you win consecutively? that sound good buddy?" Gren nodded as he exhaled smoke from his lips. The mans face twitched again and an awkward silence was broke by the sound of Gren's voice.
"When do i start?" the man quickly twitched again as he responded "Uhhhhh, lets see... I... have an opening two days from now... ten o clock? eh can you make it?" Gren nodded as he extinguished his cigarette as he started to walk out the door.
"Ill be there..." Gren continued to walk out of the pub past the drunks at the bar and through to heavy metal door. Stepping out into the cool night air Gren thought perhaps he should train the rest of the night. The fight had his blood pumping fast and the adrenaline could still be felt. He walked down the street and heard the sound of someone yelling. Turning the corner he came across a large bullish looking man clearly bullying around a poor elderly man. Gren decided to intervene.
"Hey you what the f*ck do you think you are doing?"
The bullish man turned around and walked towards Gren. "Who do you think you are kid? This is none of your business" the man said this spitting his words two inches in Gren's face. Gren didn't respond to the man with words instead Gren quickly hooked his fist to the man's face. The man stepped back avoiding the hook to the face and followed through with a kick straight to Gren's chest. Gren was knocked back when he remembered the move he had pulled on the drunk. Using all the might Gren had in his arm he jabbed the man straight in his stomach the man was lifted off the ground as Gren threw another jab just as powerful with his other arm the man was then at least a foot off the ground as Gren attempted to butterfly kick the man hoping he'd go flying... unfortunately the man caught Grens kick and grabbed hold of his leg with a yank Gren was thrown into the air. Gren thought quickly as he caught his center of balance and pushed off a nearby wall, throwing himself down toward the man once this time harnessing chakra into his arm flexing his muscle Gren landed right behind the man as he quickly let loose his fury. Gren punched the man directly on his mid spine. Gren's punch had made the man go flying straight for a nearby wall face first the man hit flat against the wall. the man slid down to an unconscious state and now laid still on the hard earthy ground.

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~10/20

[Kinz]

+7

space out your paragraphs a bit please

[gren]

Gren immediately turned to the old man whom the bigger one was bullying.
"You okay Gramps" The man was silent and a look of awe appeared on his face. Gren smiled in self accomplishment as he was brutally beat in the back of the head with something that felt like a hard board. Gren fell forward and struggled to keep consciousness.

Stumbling to his feet Gren turned around to see the bullish man standing with a wooden club taunting Gren. Gren's eyes narrowed as he scratched the back of his head which by the way was throbbing. Gren immediately took a defensive stance as he saw the man fling the board at him. Gren quickly threw his left fore arm into the board pushing it out of the mans hand, only to duck dodging a blow from the mans other fist. Gren then swept his leg around tripping the man. However as the man fell forward Gren followed through with a devastating uppercut.

The man flew upward and a trail of blood could be seen spilling out of his nose. Gren watched and decided to make his bruises a bit worse leaping up after the man Gren kicked the man straight in his fore head, then spinning Gren followed through with another kick to the mans stomach. This forced the man straight back into the wall, except this time the man flew through a window.

Gren caught his balance and landed immediately looking for the man, except he was no where to be found. Gren shrugged Guess he had to get someplace quick Gren then decided he would need to find someplace to stay for the night. It was late and Gren had to get up early to train for the pit fights. Gren quickly jumped to the top of the nearest building, and eyed around the buildings that surrounded him. He found it, Racing Gren jumped, wind blew threw his hair as the quiet night was broken by the slap of Gren's hands against the roof of a deserted building. He pulled himself up and propped himself up against a nearby box. Soon Gren drifted away to sleep.

~17/20... 0.0

[👺 Usiel]

learned

[gren]

Learning:

Gekijou Atemi (Fury of Blows)
Rank: "C"
Skill: TaiJutsu
Effect: The user is capable of hurling a flurry of attacks, of strong like blows against the enemy more times then one is capable of within a single movement. The user gains the capability of attacking faster using their speed, but at that rate they also loose great accuracy for they are punching somewhat wildly.
Special: ---
Drawback: The user is capable of using this technique only to the amount of times they are capable of using Tetsu Tekken (Iron Fist)
Description: The user sacrifices what he knows of Tetsu Tekken (Iron Fist) for this technique and attacks in a Fury of Blows. Normally a person is capable of attacking with their left and right hand within one movement one time. With Fury of Blows the user is capable of attacking two times with their left hand, and two times with their right hand per movement equal to that of the whole round. When the user attacks they are capable of attacking faster, but they attack wildly, their attacks are never precise and they are not very accurate as well. Speed is gained but accuracy drops down dramatically. Some believe it is best to pin the opponent down against the wall, or against the ground before the user is capable of attacking correctly.
Limit: Must know Tetsu Tekken (Iron Fist)

Gren awoke. The morning was early but the sun already beat down on the rooftop which Gren slept. Gren stood up and stretched as he looked down at the vacant streets below. He looked around wondering where he could get into a fight, he needed some better battle sense if he was going to win these pit fights. But due to the absence of crime in the mornings of the capital Gren figured there was only one way to start a fight, become devious.

Gren let out a big yawn as he stretched his arms his body was sore from the previous night. Concentrating the chakra flow to his hand it began to glow blue. Gren placed his hand to his rib which immediately began to ease the pain. I think that bull broke it Gren thought thinking of the man he threw through the window... Thats it the window... Gren immediately began to run as his hand ceased to glow. Jumping down a fire escape Gren landed safely upon the ground. If I'm lucky... Gren's thoughts were interrupted by a familiar voice.

"That's Him Boss!" Gren immediately turned around looking down the ally focusing on two large figures at the end, one more obese than the other. As his vision cleared Gren looked straight at the bullish man from the previous night. "He's the reason were short of money boss, He let the old man escape" The more obese man smirked "How could you have been bested by a kid Kamizuru? Judging by their size Gren probably would not be able to take them on at the same time... he'd have to separate them.

Gren eyed a nearby window to a building which looked deserted. Not listening to the two bicker Gren leaped in through the window shattering the glass. Gren knew the two would follow. Smiling in his efforts Gren leapt up into a small hole leading to the floor above. There he would wait.

Gren heard the two enter the building. They were talking but Gren was listening for the two to say one word... Split up. After the two searched the whole first floor Gren heard them say the word. The fat one would start at the top and the bullish one would start at the next floor. Gren heard the footsteps of the man from the previous night walking around not far from him quietly he waited for him to turn around. The fat ones gotta be at the top by now... Gren acted quickly as he swept the man off his feet, then Gren leapt as he placed one hand over the bullish mans face. Unfortunately the man quickly threw Gren off of him.

They both rushed to their feet as the bullish man threw the first punch. Gren dodged as the idea crossed his mind, A full offensive attack not giving him a chance to respond. Gren dodged the bullish man threw a hook, Gren watched as the mans momentum caused his punch to follow through. A good time to strike... The man quickly threw punch after punch Gren dodging most others he redirected with his fore arm until it happened again. Gren quickly threw as many punches as he could his fists moving so fast it seemed he had multiple appendages.

His plan clearly worked as the man stumbled back and grunted in pain. This was only momentarily however as the man charged Gren. Ducking Gren saw a second opportunity, twirling around Gren stood directly behind the man once again releasing allot of punches in which seemed like a few blinks of an eye. Gren smirked as the blows came to a stop only to let lose one last powerful punch straight to the back of the mans head. The man fell over unconscious. as Gren looked over the mans motionless body he stomped on the mans left leg hearing a sharp crack. Gren chuckled as he said quietly "One down, one to go..." Gren scratched his head as he listened for footsteps above.

~0/20

[gren]

Footsteps he heard as the building came crashing down around him. there was no escape. the building had been deserted for a long time and its recent usage had caused it to break. looking around the room he was in first the side wall completely fell off causing the cieling to follow it. Coming down the cieling crushed all of the bones in Gren's body. Gren's last thauts were unanomous for he was just another life lost to poor building layouts.

[presumed dead]

*2nd scrap used.