He who hits hardest, laughs hardest ~ Training!

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Training~ Kentoushi: Chouba

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Chouba (Taunt)
Rank: "D"
Skill: Supplementary
Effect: Brawler may start shouting out insults and such to draw enemies to him. All enemy who hear his insult that may be directed towards them
Special: ---
Drawback: ---
Description: Taunt has no defined usage as it is not considered as a NinJutsu or a TaiJutsu. This type of technique is used for gathering purposes, for challenging purposes, or even to get opponents away from the comrades of the Brawler. This technique only works within an area of twenty meters in a radius around the user. The User shouts outwards pushing his voice out towards all that could hear, spitting out insults to draw the enemies near. As the Enemies hear the sounds and the insults a sudden feel to attack the user comes forth as they all rush towards the user attacking violently.
Limit: Must be a Brawler

In hindsight, it probably wasn't a good idea after all. Kekkon, one of the few ninja in the village who was useless with molding chakra, wasn't on a mission. He'd been kicking his heels for a while, trying to find something to do with himself - but, till now, he hadn't. There were barely any taijutsu masters around for him to train under, making advancing his skills a mite tricky.

He did however remember the stories of a fighting style known for it's sheer brutality beyond all else. It used no forms or styles, stances or movements, but was pretty much based entirely around the concept of Learn by Doing - a fighting style which required getting into fights and using them as the theory, practice and refinement in one go. An interesting prospect for sure, as Kekkon was also acutely aware of how strong that style could become. The idea of mastering it and the legendary "Rage" techniques gave him pause for thought.

Which lead him to his current predicament. Kekkon had decided the only real way to train was in doing, and to do that he needed a fight. Walking into the nearest, loudest and dirtiest bar he could find, he crossed over to the bar counter itself and turned to the folk inside with both arms out, taking a deep breath, and shouted

Your mother is a hamster and your father smells of Elderberries!

Beyond getting a few strange looks, a few of the patrons simply laughed and shrugged, throwing him a hand signal to buzz off. Quite defeatedly, Kekkon could feel the sweat trickle down his brow as the remainder of the bars eyes did not leave him however. His obvious attempt at taunting hadn't quite work how he'd expected.

Redoubling himself, he coughed loudly and opened his arms again, shouting this time

This bar has as much taste as a whores arsehole, and the pieces of shit floating in here reflect as much!

That one had done the trick. This time, several of the large burly men (And a large burly woman, by chance) stood from their tables and slots, moving over to Kekkon. Obviously taller than he was, they towered over him with an impressive height whilst he looked weedly and frail in comparison. With a great grin, he took a step back and readied himself for what was to come next - the fight.

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[Tenkai]

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Training~ Kentoushi: Chouba

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Chouba (Taunt)
Rank: "D"
Skill: Supplementary
Effect: Brawler may start shouting out insults and such to draw enemies to him. All enemy who hear his insult that may be directed towards them
Special: ---
Drawback: ---
Description: Taunt has no defined usage as it is not considered as a NinJutsu or a TaiJutsu. This type of technique is used for gathering purposes, for challenging purposes, or even to get opponents away from the comrades of the Brawler. This technique only works within an area of twenty meters in a radius around the user. The User shouts outwards pushing his voice out towards all that could hear, spitting out insults to draw the enemies near. As the Enemies hear the sounds and the insults a sudden feel to attack the user comes forth as they all rush towards the user attacking violently.
Limit: Must be a Brawler

What did you say, runt?

Said the most forwards of all of the brutes. He was a big ol' chap of some six eleven, some overweight proportions, and features reminiscent of the long dead neanderthals. His female companion was extremely similar, the only difference between the two being breasts. Or atleast he assumed they were breasts.

The crowd wasn't big enough for his "training" however. What kind of training was this anyway, when he had to provoke aggression? But he cared very little. This was turning out enjoyable in the most strange way possible.

His mouth turning up at the sides as his hair covered most of his face, he opened it and let more words snake out

I said, you look like shit. You smell like shit. I mean, did I walk into a bar, or a draining pipe? And jesus, would you mind stepping back a few steps, your breath smells like something crawled into your throat and died

That was it. The final words had provoked more aggression - the mans friends were now crowding around Kekkon who couldn't even see the exit now. One of the front men had taken the first step, throwing a slugging punch at Kekkon with intent on striking the face. Slightly too quick for the man, Kekkon stepped back into his last remaining area of free space, and prepared himself for the remainder of his training.

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[hotaru]

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Training~ Kentoushi: Sekondo Nen

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Sekondo Nen (Second Sense)
Rank: "D", "C", "B", "A", "S"
Skill: TaiJutsu
Effect: The brawler depending on the rank of the technique the user is capable of reacting through subconscious mind against attacks against the user in different manners such as being flanked, and from behind. This technique makes the brawler incapable of being surprise attacked.
Special: ---
Drawback: The user may only learn this technique by the class that they are. This means that in order to learn the "C" Rank version they must be "C" Class, if they wish to learn the "B" Rank version they must be "B" Class.
Description: A technique where the subconscious mind, where the subconscious body reacts just as they are attacked while flanked or while their back is turn. The body reacts in such a way to where they are capable of withstanding so much. This technique makes it where the Brawler is incapable of being surprised attacked, a sudden second sense kicks in as their body screams out to them yelling at them telling them to move, duck, dodge or anything else within that manner. If an opponent comes to a Brawler at a bar, and attacks with a sword, or a club, the brawler gains the urge to dodge to the left, or to the right, where they are capable of reacting before the action is completed. This works on whenever they are being attacked. This technique however has a major flaw. The user is capable of dodging only whenever the opponent's class is equal or lower to that of the rank of the technique they know. This means that a "D" Class user that knows this technique can not use this against an opponent that is "C" Class or higher.
Limit: Must be a Brawler

Now reminded why it was never a good idea to bait the bears at the zoo, Kekkon stood alone in a ring of hatred. It was almost strange that he didn't feel any fear, only intimidation and excitement - it reminded him of going on rides as a child. The great big build up before the almighty plunge and the rush to follow. It was a good feeling to have; it was a warriors feeling. He was battle hungry.

He couldn't step out of line for a second though. Getting even the slightest thing wrong here could result in, well. Death. Some of the men in here looked like they could crush rocks with their bulk. Kekkon hadn't even bothered to check if any of them were Shinobi at all, which means he could potentially have an even harder time for himself if that went wrong. End of the day, he was in a tricky pickle, but his own progression relied on him basically beating the hell out of everyone here. Simple task, right?

A few of the eager front runners swung at him again. Their speed and strength was much less than he had figured, meaning they were either pulling their punches or he was overestimating them. Whatever it was, it put him off slightly, so much so that he even recieved a glancing blow from one of the men. A bearded bloke managed a lucky paw swipe at the side of Kekkon's face as he tried to duck around another blow, the clash of flesh on flesh causing pain and endorphines to rush to his head almost immediately.

Staggering a step back after the blow, he looked at the man with low eyes and a small trace of blood trickling out of his mouth. Adopting his own freeform stance, he let both arms droop between his legs whilst the left leg leaded straight, and the right one was bent beneath him. A natural unnerving stance, and one no opponent would expect, especially for it's speed.

Just then however, a sensation swept over Kekkon. Unfamiliar to anything he had felt before, it was like an alarm bell had sounded off in his head. Was it the adrenaline? Perhaps, but whatever it was, he felt the immediate urge to duck - and in doing so, he witnessed as a glass bottle, clutched by the female from previous, whisked over his head and smashed into the face of the beareded man who had hit Kekkon before. The glass errupted on his face, causing him to cry out and Kekkon to crease up with laughter.

Haha, oh, oh my. What a pity. Now I've one less friend to play with!

Whatever the sensation was however, he was grateful for it. Perhaps he could consciously activate that at some point, giving him an additional sense of awareness in battle through training - but before he could carry on that thought process, he had to address the more important matter, and returned to dodging and blocking the oncoming offensive.

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[Hana~Kyo]

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Training~ Kentoushi: Sekondo Nen

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Sekondo Nen (Second Sense)
Rank: "D", "C", "B", "A", "S"
Skill: TaiJutsu
Effect: The brawler depending on the rank of the technique the user is capable of reacting through subconscious mind against attacks against the user in different manners such as being flanked, and from behind. This technique makes the brawler incapable of being surprise attacked.
Special: ---
Drawback: The user may only learn this technique by the class that they are. This means that in order to learn the "C" Rank version they must be "C" Class, if they wish to learn the "B" Rank version they must be "B" Class.
Description: A technique where the subconscious mind, where the subconscious body reacts just as they are attacked while flanked or while their back is turn. The body reacts in such a way to where they are capable of withstanding so much. This technique makes it where the Brawler is incapable of being surprised attacked, a sudden second sense kicks in as their body screams out to them yelling at them telling them to move, duck, dodge or anything else within that manner. If an opponent comes to a Brawler at a bar, and attacks with a sword, or a club, the brawler gains the urge to dodge to the left, or to the right, where they are capable of reacting before the action is completed. This works on whenever they are being attacked. This technique however has a major flaw. The user is capable of dodging only whenever the opponent's class is equal or lower to that of the rank of the technique they know. This means that a "D" Class user that knows this technique can not use this against an opponent that is "C" Class or higher.
Limit: Must be a Brawler

After blocking several more blows, more of the crowd had started throwing in their own moves. Kekkon, as quick and strong as he was, was not however strong enough to prevent many of them landing. Recieving more glancing blows to the head, and one large heavy swipe to the shoulder, he retreated as much as he could whilst heavily panting, his system powered now by pure adrenaline.

Shit he thought, spitting blood onto the floor. I need to get this under control before I get messed up

[/i]. Ultimately, he'd sealed his own fate here, and now all he had to do was ride the rocky waves as much and as gently as possible before being able to strike back.

It was then that he felt the same feeling as before though. Like a flashing light in a part of his vision, he instinctively felt the urge to sway to the side - avoiding a particuarily nasty blow from one of the largest men in the pack. The sense didn't stop though; because Kekkon had to pirouette to evade, his turned was back to most of his attackers, but instinct called to him again and told him to hop up as one of the others tried booting him in the back of his knee. This was amazing! He'd never been so in tune with his opponents before! Now in the air though, he had very little room to move - and that was a fact one of the fighters took advantage of. Courageously, he charged in forwards with a fist raised high, looking to smack Kekkon slap bang on his face. If it wasn't for his new sixth sense telling him to throw his body weight back and kick the man in the chin before his arm had even fully extended, that could have potentially been the final blow.

The loud crack of the booting to the jaw had resounded throughout the bar however, almost as loud as when the man himself was then thrown off by the power and flying over the bar, into the hanging spirit bottles. The counter attack seemed to insite a sense of renewed fear in many of the people attacking too, unaware that this little, thin and ginger haired man was capable of such strengths. Feet landing with a "clack, clack", Kekkon resumed his original self styled stance, now with a smile on his face what could say only one thing - he was in ecstacy.[/size][/font][/blockquote]

[Kinz]

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Training~ Kentoushi: Kakou Hakobi

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Kakou Hakobi (Drop Step)
Rank: "D"
Skill: TaiJutsu
Effect: A drop kick attack along the opponent's foot causing great pain disrupting a movement from the opponent as the user holds and keeps the foot over the opponent's foot to where the pain surges forth keeping the opponent in a close range.
Special: ---
Drawback: This technique brings the opponent extremely close to the user. It is best to use this technique as a set up and then using a stronger technique immediately afterwards or else it could prove a problem against the user.
Description: The user pushes forward taking a step forward as they slam their head against the opponent's foot. Using their strength they slam hard down against the opponent's foot against the toes. Then they move as if they are stepping forward applying full weight and foot against the opponent's foot in which creates difficulty to move the foot. When slamming the pain surges through the opponent's foot and causes great pain as it gives just enough time for the user to strike with a stronger attack. When this attack makes contact it disrupts an opponent's movement.
Limit: Must be a Brawler.

Though they had once backed off from Kekkon and his presence, it had appeared something had redoubled the opponents attacks. Perhaps it was after seein how bad their friend was, they now sought vengance against Kekkon? That, or they were getting sick of him being there. Whatever the case may be, the answer was the same - Kekkon, too, had to step it up a notch.

Not content with merely dodging and blocking, now he'd have to up his game and try and counter attack. His expertely refined Taijutsu based body was fully prepared to lash out at the nearest chance, but Kekkon had to make it calculatedly. Striking blindly would strike nothing of importance. The key to turning the tide of combat was knowing where to hit, on who, and when. It was then that Kekkon noticed something.

All of the people infront of him were guarding their upper body, but only their upper body. Unschooled in martial arts, they knew not how to stand and prevent an attack of much greater damage and potential, so all they simply knew to do was to stand and throw their body weight into a punch. Kekkon laughed in his mind for a moment as he realised the conundrum he was really in; this was a battle of quanity over quality, and right now quantity was kicking his ass. Something he'd rectify shortly.

Timing it right, he would wait for the next to attack and finally saw his chance in the original male. Bald, tattooed and beer gut described him accurately enough to be going by in terms of physicality, though his stench was definately the most notable thing. A mixture of too many beers, too many nuts, and not enough emphasis on personal hygiene. The brute made the unfortunate mistake of thinking a fake-out punch would decieve Kekkon's reflexes as well, switching from a right hook to a southpaws straight, but his positioning gave the move away. Moving forwards as the man went to throw his punch, Kekkon raised his right leg and looked down. The man too looked down, knowing what was coming, eyes now wide and boggling. Sure as a thing, Kekkon slammed his leading foot down straight onto the foot of the savage - killing any sound of commotion as a sickening "crunch" resounded.

Yelling in pain, the man tried to back away but Kekkon's supreme strength kept the man there like he was nailed to the floor. Nailing would have been kinder, in comparison. Stepping into the mans guard, Kekkon lashed out with a savage right hook, lifting his foot at the same time as his fist collided. The momentum and power of the punch carried the man, literally, flying through the air. Spinning before he crashed, he landed on top of a table which collapsed beneath him whilst every member of the brawl looked on, flabbergasted.

All except one. Kekkon turned straight around at the throng, now deciding who to tackle next.

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[Okami]

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Training~ Kentoushi: Kakou Hakobi

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Kakou Hakobi (Drop Step)
Rank: "D"
Skill: TaiJutsu
Effect: A drop kick attack along the opponent's foot causing great pain disrupting a movement from the opponent as the user holds and keeps the foot over the opponent's foot to where the pain surges forth keeping the opponent in a close range.
Special: ---
Drawback: This technique brings the opponent extremely close to the user. It is best to use this technique as a set up and then using a stronger technique immediately afterwards or else it could prove a problem against the user.
Description: The user pushes forward taking a step forward as they slam their head against the opponent's foot. Using their strength they slam hard down against the opponent's foot against the toes. Then they move as if they are stepping forward applying full weight and foot against the opponent's foot in which creates difficulty to move the foot. When slamming the pain surges through the opponent's foot and causes great pain as it gives just enough time for the user to strike with a stronger attack. When this attack makes contact it disrupts an opponent's movement.
Limit: Must be a Brawler.

Pleased with the result of his first attempt, he'd decide to try it out once more. Shuffling around, he faked throwing a punch straight at the nearest persons face, causing them to instinctively raise their hands up to block the blow, before savagely slamming his foot down upon theres. Again, there was a sickening crunch as the small bones were shattered from the impact, and even the floor beneath cracked apart, the floorboards tossing splinters in the air. Twisting his foot whilst applying pressure, causing yet further pain, he then lifted the foot and stepped back before kicking outwards with his opposite foot, the rapid switch delivering a powerful driving boot to the gut.

Tch... he spat, noticing how the enemies were now decreasing and attempting to flee. Now they'd seen him at his full strength, of course the natural reaction would be to flee, but that didn't serve Kekkons purpose. He needed them to stay here, and provide him with fresh meat.

It was at that moment by a twist of fate that the bars door swung open. Walking in with a swagger, several men with crew cut hair and swords hanging by their belt. If not topless, they were atleast partially exposed across their chest, each with distinctive tattoos stretching all over their back. Even their facial hair was distinct and angular. It was the local Yakuza.

Here comes a new challenger... said Kekkon in dark tones as he eyed the new comers who seemed to have specifically come here for him, as upon entry they had all locked their eyes to his position and started to encircle. None drew their weapons, which means they weren't here to kill - just punish.

Kid, this is our bar. No one trashes our bar and walks away. Literally. Their words were meant to incite fear, but Kekkon was too fool hardy and adrenaline pumped to care. Darting for the nearest one, he attempted the same trick as before of throwing a punch up high whilst actually attempting to slam his foot down on his opponents, before he was caught. Almost as if he'd anticipated it, the man had clutched Kekkon's wrist and pulled him forwards, throwing his kick off balance before following up with a stomach churning smash with his other hand. Winded instantly, Kekkon was expelled from the Yakuzas proximity and sent cascading acros the room, crashing into the bar itself with a heavy thud.

Obviously, opponents of an entire different calibre had entered now. This would help Kekkon crank his training into overtime, but whether it'd be enough for him to get these skills down was an entirely different matter.

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[Hana~Kyo]

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Training~ Kentoushi: Sensai Kaba

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Sensai Kaba (Master Bull Rush)
Rank: "C"
Skill: TaiJutsu
Effect: You become an expert at delivering a Bulrush. One who delivers a devastating blow capable of blowing though concrete, charging forth with such strength that obstacles does not matter. A full power bulrush feels as if it is much stronger then it should be.
Special: ---
Drawback: Must take a running start of ten feet or else the technique does not work.
Description: The user must take the time to make a quick running start of ten feet or else this technique does not work. The user takes the understanding of Bulrush to a newest degree to where whenever they make connect, a rush is more powerful, more dangerous then how most people are capable of using the Bulrush. This technique feels as if the strength of the technique increases depending on the Class level of the user. Whenever the user first learns this as a "D" Class character, the technique feels as if it is a "B" Rank technique. This means that whenever a user bulrushes through a defense, the defense takes the hit as if it is trying to stop a "B" Rank technique. When the user becomes a "C" Class character, the rank of the technique feels that of an "A" Rank technique. Finally when the user reaches "B" Class, the technique feels as if it would be considered as a "S" Rank technique.
Limit: Must be a Brawler

Scrambling to his feet, Kekkon looked warily at the newcomers. There was no way he could take them all at once, not with his current injuries and especially not with their psychology. They were arrogant and knew nothing of how strong a single person could be - a problem for Kekkon, who was alone. It was hard enough trying to incite fear through aggression against the mob from before, but they weren't trained aggressors.

There was only one thing for it. Kekkon would need to make an example of why they shouldn't mess with him. Choosing the second to smallest member, he dug is feet in and analysed the situation. The man was some twelve, maybe fifteen meters away. Kekkon could Shunshin to him, but that wouldn't be worth it... no, he'd need to intimidate with a powerful charging strike. He'd rush at the man and barge him away - or atleast, so he had hoped.

Tensing all of his muscles, he crossed his arms infront of himself like a shield and lowered his back so he was now more horizontal than vertical. The unknowing stranger looked on, gazing to his compatriots on occassion as though looking to them for support; they in turn were pointing at Kekkon and laughing at his attempts. The fools, Kekkon snarled in his mind.

When he finally felt like he'd prepared his body enough, he raised his right foot and at once shot out, like a speeding arrow. Kekkons speed was more than they had anticipated it seemed, and his extremely refined body cracked more of the floorboards beneath him as he ran, creating a trail of splinters and dust. Almost fearful, the target looked around for an escape, before his gaze finally locked onto Kekkon - and twisted ruefully.

As Kekkon approached, the man spun about on a heel and evaded the rush, snatching his sword from his belt and, still seathed, struck Kekkon across his lower back with it. The blow was a powerful one, as the tense muscles damaged much more easily during their exertion. Unable to stop his motion, he continued forth and into a nearby table, upturning it before he speared himself and flipping around to face his sneaky adversary.

Don't try it lad. Next time, it wont be the seath what strikes, you get me?

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Training~ Kentoushi: Sensai Kaba

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Sensai Kaba (Master Bull Rush)
Rank: "C"
Skill: TaiJutsu
Effect: You become an expert at delivering a Bulrush. One who delivers a devastating blow capable of blowing though concrete, charging forth with such strength that obstacles does not matter. A full power bulrush feels as if it is much stronger then it should be.
Special: ---
Drawback: Must take a running start of ten feet or else the technique does not work.
Description: The user must take the time to make a quick running start of ten feet or else this technique does not work. The user takes the understanding of Bulrush to a newest degree to where whenever they make connect, a rush is more powerful, more dangerous then how most people are capable of using the Bulrush. This technique feels as if the strength of the technique increases depending on the Class level of the user. Whenever the user first learns this as a "D" Class character, the technique feels as if it is a "B" Rank technique. This means that whenever a user bulrushes through a defense, the defense takes the hit as if it is trying to stop a "B" Rank technique. When the user becomes a "C" Class character, the rank of the technique feels that of an "A" Rank technique. Finally when the user reaches "B" Class, the technique feels as if it would be considered as a "S" Rank technique.
Limit: Must be a Brawler

They were all laughing now, mocking him. The once weak looking person seemed a lot more intimidating, resting his scabbarded sword on his shoulder with an overconfident smirk. Kekkon hated arrogance... well, any other arrogance what wasn't his own, atleast. That he loved. This he loathed. This angered him, and it was from that anger that he drew his strength.

Don't go thinking that's all I've got... he mumbled out, but his words were moot against their jibes. Picturing himself breaking open the face of the targetted foe before him who had scorned him once now gave Kekkon a semblance of joy. There really was nothing quite like the old ultra violence to cheer up a guy. Now it was time for them to pay.

Setting his hands on the floor, he propped himself up on them and arched his back. Head suddenly snapping upwards, he looked almost exactly like a sprinter about to charge off down the hundred yard track, only with more of a maniacal look on his blood smeared face. Inability to use chakra was a nuisance, however Kekkon had trained his body for exactly this. He would turn himself into a speeding bullet - no, a rushing bull. Charging, he would impale his opponent and rip straight through him, before turning on the rest of his assailants.

Focusing inwardsly, he tensed all of the muscular structure along his legs and lower back, as well as his arms. He'd use them to propell him forwards faster with a nifty idea he'd just thought of, giving him extra speed and making him harder to evade - or so the idea was atleast. Whether theory and practice met up in the middle was up to Kekkon.

Oi oi... don't try that shit again kid. We're not joking here said the target, his sword still held on his shoulder. When only a low growl of frustration and exertion rumbled out of his mouth. Using his hands, Kekkon forced his fingers into the floorboards, cracking them as he did so whilst the ones he was pressing his feet against were also audibally beginning to feel the strain. He was storing a dangerous amount of energy up inside of himself, ready to burst at any moment.

The target, newly refreshed fear in his eye, quickly took up a stance. Throwing the scabbard off of the sword, he stood ready in a basic (Yet poorly formed) sword fighting style. Whilst his eyes said he was cool and in control, his heartbeat and respiration said otherwise. Beads of sweat trickled down his brow and his face in anticipation.

And then the moment came. Using the floorboards as a grip, he threw himself forwards almost and began to sprint through the bar again, tearing up more flooring as he did so. Raising his sword, the Yakuza went to strike down but his hands were shaking too much. At the very last moment, fear in his eyes, he dived to the side and evaded what would have been a near fatal blow from the charging taijutsu master - only to let one of his companions, a stocky fellow of stout physique, take his place. A few feet behind the first, the new large man hadn't seen Kekkon until it was too late, and with a strong shunt Kekkon drove his elbow straight into the mans gut as soon as he could. Still continuing his force, he practically lifted the man with that part of his arm and continued back until the pair of them collided with a wall, a massive "thud" sound echoing as plaster errupted out from behind the Yakuza and off of the cieling.

Taking a step back, Kekkon let the man fall unconscious and turned around again. This time, all of the Yakuza had their swords drawn, and were stepping warily back. It seemed this time, they got the message.

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Training~ Kentoushi: Sensai Kaba

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Sensai Kaba (Master Bull Rush)
Rank: "C"
Skill: TaiJutsu
Effect: You become an expert at delivering a Bulrush. One who delivers a devastating blow capable of blowing though concrete, charging forth with such strength that obstacles does not matter. A full power bulrush feels as if it is much stronger then it should be.
Special: ---
Drawback: Must take a running start of ten feet or else the technique does not work.
Description: The user must take the time to make a quick running start of ten feet or else this technique does not work. The user takes the understanding of Bulrush to a newest degree to where whenever they make connect, a rush is more powerful, more dangerous then how most people are capable of using the Bulrush. This technique feels as if the strength of the technique increases depending on the Class level of the user. Whenever the user first learns this as a "D" Class character, the technique feels as if it is a "B" Rank technique. This means that whenever a user bulrushes through a defense, the defense takes the hit as if it is trying to stop a "B" Rank technique. When the user becomes a "C" Class character, the rank of the technique feels that of an "A" Rank technique. Finally when the user reaches "B" Class, the technique feels as if it would be considered as a "S" Rank technique.
Limit: Must be a Brawler

With one opponent down, Kekkon took a step back and watched his opponents with a careful eye. They were not expecting him to be able to muster such strength together, that was for certain. Their swords shook and rattled in their grasp just as their knees almost knocked together, when the original target now infuriated beyond all belief stepped forwards and pointed his blade at Kekkon.

You bastard! We'll make you fucking pay for Takumaru! he yelled at the top of his lungs before spitting violently to the side. Obviously, the plan to intimidate had not worked on this one - instead, it had redoubled his efforts and made him even angrier in the most bizarre of reactions. Kekkon, muscles recovering from the strain of usage and now with blood running down his face from a cut on his forehead (recieved from the sudden stop of slamming his opponent into the wall), simply raised a hand and becconed the man forwards, daring him to come. It was a challenge of which reply was in short demand.

Straight away, the Yakuza raised his sword and clutched it with both hands, starting to run at Kekkon whilst the shinobi himself was already setting back into motion. Straining the muscles in his legs once more, he used them to springboard himself forwards with heavy, thunderous footsteps. Opening is arms wide, he lowered his body and readied himself for the clash to come. His muscles across his body now at critical point, anyone recieving a blow from this charge would be lucky to escape in tact. The Yakuza must have known this too, as his eyes told the tale of preperation and strength as he looked on at his fate.

And then they clashed. The swing of the sword was only just too slow to strike Kekkon, as his shoulder was driven deep into the abdomen of the man, winding him and almost knocking him out in an instant. It is written "almost" knocking him out, for what was to happen afterwards truly finished the job. Continuing to ram on forwards, he ploughed the mans back straight into the bar itself, causing the wood to shudder and crack, yet not break. Sturdier than the floorboards it rested on, the splinters and dust sent flying off of it was proof enough of this Taijutsu Mastes destructive capabilities.

There was also another crack however upon the impact, that coming from the man targetted. His spinal column had shattered at the lip where the bar met at a corner, rendering the man unconscious and in a critical state. The winding before had completely undone any preperation he had taken for the initial strike, making what was such a simple manouver turn into a critical blow.

Standing up, Kekkon grabbed him by the lapels and tossed him towards his companions, the body bouncing twice on the floor before calmly heading for the exit himself. He was done here, he had realised, turning the crooked bar into a scene of disaster and chaos. On his way out, he took a single Ryo note and speared it onto a splinter jutting from the now caved in door frame, not looking back for a moment.

Thanks for the practice, guys he called over his shoulder, laughing as he did.

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[zuka]

Learned.

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Training~ Sound Release ??/20

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Oto no Jutsu (Sound Release Skill)
Rank: "C"
Skill: NinJutsu
Effect: ---
Special: ---
Drawback: ---
Description: With this skill, or release, the user is now capable of using, and performing techniques that deal with the element of Sound. This means that any NinJutsu or specialized TaiJutsu that deals the Sound Release will need this in order to be performed correctly.
Limit: ---

After recovering from his bar fight, Kekkon decided to evade the persuing Yakuza for a while an head off to the woods. The fight had gone well and he could feel the added experience give him more of a sense of awareness and strength, especially when it came to situations like that. It had been fun taking on so many at once, but even more fun crushing all those he struck beneath him.

Now, far from the village itself and deep in one of the glades, Kekkon moved along as silently as he could. He had once believed that with pure Taijutsu he could become a master and crush all in his hand, but after hearing rumours of other ninja, he had begun to doubt himself in that respect. It was time to learn to change his ways he had decided, and first things first - he would practice his element.

Silently, Kekkon cast his mind back to the Academy days, and one of the lessons he learned...

Alright class said the Jounin teaching the gaggle of pre-teen shinobi in training. The class was to take a special lesson in one of the field classrooms with a ninja none of them had ever met before, the accredited Shiba-sensei. Kekkon, one of the loners of the group, hung back behind the main body of students, simply choosing to watch and not get too involved with todays activities.

Today we're going to be unlocking the hidden potential inside of you all. We're going to be looking into your Releases

There was a general murmer of excitement which washed over the group, and so there should be. Learning how to manipulate the element best suited to them was exciting stuff, after all. A few of the students started making loud boasts - some of them beyond the accepted realms of ridiculous - till the Jounin was able to hush them down with a gesture of his hand.

Haha, so it seems we've got a few wannabe prodigys, huh? Alright then, who can tell me what elements there are?

Fire! The Ultimate power to burn everything! shouted one of the over energetic children.

Nuh-uh! Lightning's better! It can burn and stun!

No way. Lightning's for kids retorted the first child again, sticking out his tongue. A few more chimed in, throwing in the other three basic releases as they did so - water, earth and wind.

Alright, you've heard of the main ones. That's good. There are of course some other slightly more advanced elements, but for now we'll stick with these. Now, who can tell me what he raised a small white square of paper into the air, this is?

A dumbfounded silence crept over them all, as some of them scratched their heads or looked to their neighbours for an answer. Kekkon knew what it was, he'd used it once before - it was chakra response paper. By putting their chakra into the paper, it will do something in reaction - such as getting damp if you were Water natured, or crumpling for Lightning. When he could see no one else was going to answer, he sighed and raised his hand, calling aloud and explaining what it was, and did.

Top answer Geko said the teacher in response, getting Kekkons name wrong and making some of the children snicker in his direction. He ignored it for the most part but couldn't block out the full pain of humiliation.

All you need to do is force your chakra into the paper, and it will react accordingly... like so he said, raising the sheet up high and beginning to stare at its clean surface. Then, as if by some supernatural power, it burst into flames and leapt from his hand to the floor where it began to disintergrate. Some of the children cheered, the rest were simply amazed like watching a magician at a kids party.

Giving each person a sheet, they were told to practice and report back what they had discovered they were. Many grasped the task in moments and within a space of ten minutes already completed it. As time dragged by, more and more people had declared thier discovered release until there were but a few remaining. Finally, with the group now in a semi-circle about him, only Kekkon was left.

Come on lad, this shouldn't take this long. What's keeping you?

I'm... I'm trying he said, holding the paper tightly in his outstretched right hand. He'd done this before, but only once at his induction. Now he was trying desperately to recreate the same effect, to no avail.

Perhaps you should finish the practice at ho-

No! I can do this, please. Just, just wait he pleaded, watching the piece of paper with a focused look on his face. He would do it, he had to do it. He couldn't be the only one in the class. Some of the others were laughing at him because he couldn't do even this, a basic principle.

Suddenly, something must have clicked because straight away something happened. Like before when he'd first performed this, the paper began to vibrate slowly, increasing rapidly. As it vibrated, a quiet but growing high pitch screech began to be eminated from the paper. Without warning, that noise grew exponentially loud, so loud that it killed all other sound in the area, like a rape alarm being sounded. Everyone clasped their hands to their ears whilst Kekkon beared it for a moment before releasing the paper from his hands, killing the sound immediately.

Suprised, the Jounin approached Kekkon and patted him on the shoulder, a suprised look on his face. What a suprise - everyone, we have a Sound Release user in the class.

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Training~ Sound Release ??/20

SPOILER: Click to show

Oto no Jutsu (Sound Release Skill)
Rank: "C"
Skill: NinJutsu
Effect: ---
Special: ---
Drawback: ---
Description: With this skill, or release, the user is now capable of using, and performing techniques that deal with the element of Sound. This means that any NinJutsu or specialized TaiJutsu that deals the Sound Release will need this in order to be performed correctly.
Limit: ---

It wasn't long after that point in the memory however that Kekkon had decided to abandon chakra and ninjutsu and the like until he had mastered the concepts of Taijutsu. Realising he wasn't anywhere near that level, it was about time to break down the elitist wall he'd built around himself - it was time to learn some ninjutsu.

He was a Sound user. Pure and simple. He knew the basics of how to control it with his chakra yet, for the life of him, knew not how. Theory is one thing after all, but practice is the only form of training with true merit - his Taijutsu training had taught him that. He only had to re-aquaint himself with the usage. He'd start off small, and work his way up from there.

Holding out both hands, he'd do a simple exercise first. He would make the chakra envelop his hands, then turn it into the Sound Release and clap, using that to increase the volume. As he raised his arms however, he found himself almost struggling to mold the chakra inside of himself. He closed his eyes in concentration and looked inwardsly, picturing his chakra center as a bundle of energy inside his torso. Come on, flow damn you, flow he mumbled to himself, urging his body to bring itself under his control.

He struggled in vain for five solid minutes with no results until atlast, he felt a strange tingling fleck of sensation in his hands. Opening his eyes, he stared at them without knowing what to expect, but hoping for the best. There was nothing there of course, but still, the resonance of power hovered about his hands. His confidence rebuffed, he shook his arms off and stook a steady stance, ready to try again. This time... come on, this time he prayed to himself, closing his eyes once more and searching for the feeling of his chakra again. It took a moment but he found it once more and this time could physically feel it surge though him, like a wake of power. Almost out of control this time though, he felt the chakra rush to his hands too quickly and disappear straight away.

What was with this?! He could do this in the past, why can't he do it now?! Angry at his failure, he slapped his hands together again and shook them off, feeling the tingly rush spread about them. This time. This would definately be the time. Determined, he didn't close his eyes this time and watched as he would try once again. Grasping the chakra with his will, he sent it to his hands, molding it into the Sound release and demanding it stay about his hands - almost suprised that it had worked. This time, he could feel it humm about his hands, the aura of strength giving him new hope for his relearning.

Lets see if I've got this right... he whispered to himself, cricking his fingers and opening both palms out. With a sudden motion, he slammed them both together in a simple clap move, and braced himself for the sound to come. It wasn't as loud as he thought it would have been (Or rather, hoped) but it was enough to signify a rise in volume. Birds in nearby treetops flew away and the sound itself bounced around the glade, from rock surface to tree to Kekkon.

Ok, simple as you do... he spoke aloud, wondering where to go next.

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[Kinz]

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Training~ Sonar ??/10

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"Sonar"
Rank: D-C ranked
Skill: Supplementary Ninjutsu
Effect: The user can locate the general location of enemies.
Special: Bird, Boar, Ox
Drawback: Some objects might interfere with the sonar. Low rank provides a 2-D reading (explained below). Must be learned multiple times
Description: The user performs the need hand seals. From there, the user emits 3, very low pitched sound waves(via voice or weapon). The sound travels very quickly in a 360 degree radius. The low pitched sound bounces off various objects with the area and returns to the user to interpret. With this done, the user can pin point enemy movement and location in fractions of a second. The draw back to this that the sound wave only travels in a flat line until a C-rank is attained.
The user begins with 10 meters distance, increasing 20 Meters every time learned. After 50 meters, Training is moved to a C-Rank, which then allows the user to emit the sound wave in all three dimensions. Every time learned in C-ranked increase the distance to 25 meters, With a maximum of 150 meters.
Limit: Must have sound release.

After practicing a few more times with controlling the Ototon till a level where he thought it was acceptable enough, he figured it was time to really try it out. There was a simple technique which he coud recall almost learning back in the academy, till he fell short only just. Scratching his head, he cast his mind back and tried to remember the training.

Standing before Shiba-sensei again, Kekkon had been requested here personally. Cautious, nervous and tired, he'd had to drag himself out of bed early in the morning and make it back down to the practice field. Greeting the superior with a non-chalant wave, he yawned and gave the man an aggrevated look.

He was here for training. Shiba-sensei wanted to personally teach him some Ototon techniques, considering it was an advanced element and he was one of the masters. What better a master could you ask for, really? But still, as grateful as he was, Kekkon wished he didn't have to do this now. Since showing himself as an Ototon user, the rest of the class had somewhat voided him. He didn't know whether they were jealous that he was capable of something considered more advanced, or just confused as to what it was. Whatever the case, he cared very little. It saved him the time of rejection if he was already held in disregard.

Yo, lets get this started then said Shiba-sensei with too much energy in his voice. He had deep bags under his eyes and looked absolutely shattered. Raising an eyebrow, Kekkon was going to question if he was fit to teach, but opted not to.

You know how to solidify your chakra as sound, but you don't know how to use it - so today, your going to learn the Sonar technique. After listening to Shiba-sensei explain the principles of the technique, Kekkon had to admit he was intregued; using sound projected from their voice or a weapon and interlaced with their chakra, the user creates a soundwave of a super low frequency which will bounce and return to the user, giving away the location of all objects around. A useful technique, especially if the persons eyes were blocked or vision obscured.

And to prevent cheating said Shiba-sensei, taking off his headband (As Kekkon was yet to receive his), he tied it around Kekkons eyes. Not struggling or looking worried at all, he would trust his teacher this far and do as instructed.

Alright, let me talk you through this. Molding your chakra into the sound element, focus on your vocal chords as well as your ears. Use the three seals Bird, Boar and Ox to help you focus that. Once done, open your mouth and in a controlled way, release the sound. It will take flight and move away from you by about ten meters, bouncing off of all objects and returning to your ears. This sound should be so quiet it's not even audible to us humans so, be on the look out with those ears. Sound simple enough? he asked, tilting his head at Kekkon. Blind and feeling rather foolish, he opened his mouth to ask a question but refrained. He'd just say yes and try it out - it didn't seem that hard, after all.

As soon as you think you've located where I am, move to it. Alright? Lets go. Though no footsteps could be heard, Kekkon knew Shiba-sensei was now walking around him. The feeling of intent was drifting and growing as he stepped closer and further away, but he must have been using chakra to silence his footsteps. Not even trying to pretend to be able to hear them, he went straight into the handseals, preparing his chakra as he did so.

He could feel the spiritual force well up inside him as he breathed deep and slow. Breath in, breath out, constrict, contract, and the endless swirling of his chakra in his gut began to move by will to his throat. Like the feeling with the hands, there was definately a sense of power about his larynx and his ears now, almost as if it was calling to him to be used. Setting his hands into the seals, he rapidly flipped between them in order and held it on the last one.

Finally, he opened his mouth and could almost taste as the sound wave was expelled outwards, moving forwards at the speed of sound whilst he waited attentively. What he hadn't expected was the speed of the reply though; with only the air about him providing very little resistance, he knew almost straight away from his audio-undertanding where Shiba-sensei stood. Mouth curling at the corners in a little grin, he dashed forwards and struck forwards with his left hand lightly, feeling it strike Shiba-sensei in the awaiting palm.

Lifting up Kekkons blind, Shiba-sensei looked and smiled. Almost a natural. Well done

Remembering with a warm smile (an unusual sensation for Kekkon), he wondered what else he could remember when his thoughts were cut short. From the woods behind him, the sound of a snapping twig could be heard and some loud raise voices - obnoxious and crude. It was the Yakuza from before, now hot on his tail. Looking about, he quickly darted to the nearby tree canopy and hid amongst the leaves, keeping his presence still. What idiots, thought Kekkon, looking down at his new "friends". Still, they'd serve some purpose. He'd found his ideal training partners for the Sonar.

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