El Manana[T][P]
Aug 10, 2009 5:17:20 GMT -7
Post by Tyro on Aug 10, 2009 5:17:20 GMT -7
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# Sakki
Rank: "C"
Skill: TaiJutsu
Effect: A fear tactic technique used to have an opponent drops their guard for a counter, or allows the user time to recover or leave.
Special: ---
Drawback: ---
Description: Picture Sakki is the technique of adding rage or bloodlust to a feint punch to fool the opponent into guarding or attacking so that the user can land a counter or buy some recovery time. This kind of feint punch is not a normal feint punch as it is put soul into the technique. There is nothing more frightening than a punch that you know is coming that never comes. The opponent will treat it as if it is a real punch. When the user throws the punches they throw a feint, however what the opponent sees is a punch that never comes. The user attacks with such ferociousness and intent to hit that the opponent feels and sees the hit but no hit comes. When the user performs this technique it stops and makes an opponent block for a feint for an amount of two moments, which is long enough time to allow the user to attack with stronger attacks. When the user first learns this technique the user is able to pull this off twice in a single battle before the opponent catches on. Each time the user learns this technique they become more skilled in this technique and is able to perform this technique an extra time per battle.
Limit: Must learn in a gym that teaches Bokushingu (Boxing), Must know the Four Punching Basics.
# Sakki
Rank: "C"
Skill: TaiJutsu
Effect: A fear tactic technique used to have an opponent drops their guard for a counter, or allows the user time to recover or leave.
Special: ---
Drawback: ---
Description: Picture Sakki is the technique of adding rage or bloodlust to a feint punch to fool the opponent into guarding or attacking so that the user can land a counter or buy some recovery time. This kind of feint punch is not a normal feint punch as it is put soul into the technique. There is nothing more frightening than a punch that you know is coming that never comes. The opponent will treat it as if it is a real punch. When the user throws the punches they throw a feint, however what the opponent sees is a punch that never comes. The user attacks with such ferociousness and intent to hit that the opponent feels and sees the hit but no hit comes. When the user performs this technique it stops and makes an opponent block for a feint for an amount of two moments, which is long enough time to allow the user to attack with stronger attacks. When the user first learns this technique the user is able to pull this off twice in a single battle before the opponent catches on. Each time the user learns this technique they become more skilled in this technique and is able to perform this technique an extra time per battle.
Limit: Must learn in a gym that teaches Bokushingu (Boxing), Must know the Four Punching Basics.
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"Well now congrats, kid. You've got the basic punches down. Now, I've been thinking, and I've decided that I'll only teach you two more advanced techniques before you can leave.", said the old man.
"Why just two?"
"Because I know your time is short and I only practically teach Boxing. You have more to see. Now...follow me"
The man began to walk away from the heavy bag that was set up. As Tyro followed him he could see the start of their destination. The area that the man procured the training bag from. It was a door, large, and wooden like the building. It was a darker shade of wood, or painted over, and the knob was oddly shaped but immensely shiny. The man opened the door and led Tyro inside. After stepping into the new room, Tyro was simply impressed to say the least.
The room was huge, the size of a sturdy warehouse. This area was sparkling clean, unlike the dingy first room. The room's interior was furnished with superior equipment that Tyro could tell all went to the sake of boxing. It was stacked well enough that only one or two paths to another machine existed. Tyro saw dozens of new pieces that he never thought to exist before.
Before he could savor the technology though, the man continued into the room. He swerved skillfully past the machines while Tyro's low attention span to a single exercise made him trip over them. His inattentiveness though would be stopped promptly once he saw the area he was being led to. It was the center of the room, a large boxing ring. It made him feel small with the area it took up. Four ropes tied around the ring, each colored red and white.
He couldn't resist it any longer, he charged at the ring, and hurdled over a few weight lifting machines as well until he hopped up to ringside, and dived into the gap between the first and second rope. He looked at the man again, and found he was taking the small flight of metal stairs up and entered very calmly or indifferent. Tyro thought he'd be reprimanded when he saw the man about to speak but instead he heard "You catch on quick.", which confused him.
"The first of my two techniques is a punch with added rage to make it more deadly. First...we make you angry, so step up here and we can start sparring."
Tyro did so, itching to punch the old man that seemed to doubt his power. He squared up into the position he only just became familiar with. Just as he did though he was greeted with a ferocious push by the man. He was put off balance, and toppled to his back. Then, before Tyro could shout in outrage, the man was on top of him, and dropping his fists to Tyro's face. Adrenaline helped him dodge the first few, but he was clipped on the nose. Raging through his mind were ideas of trouble. Then came thoughts that he was letting an old man beat him in a fight. Like Hell!
More adrenaline pumped through him as he brought his legs up from under the man and with a spring motion jammed them into his chest. The man flailed backwards, hitting the ropes far opposite. Tyro was already on his feet, and charging as the man bounced back. Tyro's face filled with bloodlust would even frighten him, but he was the attacker. He enjoy the feeling.
As he closed in an odd thing happened. Clearly he was coming by the right yet the man was blocking to his right. It left him open completely. Tyro's fist connected to the side of the man's chin left exposed. The man's expression was quizzical as he landed to the mat and stayed down.