Training {Private}

[Saron]

Senkou-zuki (Flash Thrust)
Rank: A Rank
Effect: Near-Instantaneous powerful (A Rank) thrust to one opponent
Special: None
Drawback: Can only be used once per hour
Description: Using a vast amount of Chakra, the practioner nearly-instantaneously (similar to the Body Flicker Jutsu) draws and thrusts an opponent and sheathes again - this can be avoided with the right Jutsu's and skills.
Restrictions: Must have a Senpai/Sensei of a Kenjutsu Dojo to learn; must have Quick Strike (B Rank); cannot learn if mastering Iaijutsu; Must be a Taijutsu Master

50/100

{Enter Saron}

[Flashback]

It had been two or three months ago. He had learnt all the techniques of Battojutsu except the hardest of them all. He had been training for months and he was ready to learn Senkou-Zuki, and that day the Senpai taught him Battojutsu’s hardest and deadliest technique. Saron didn’t expect it to be such a hard to learn technique, but it was.

" I suppose you know you are close to leaving this dojo. You are my strongest student here and you are close to mastering Battojutsu. And I know you will like to leave when you learn the last technique Senkou-zuki. Now watch." The Senpai said. He got into a bow stance, his main hand gripping the hilt of the sword and his offhand resting halfway down the sheath. The Senpai stood slightly crouched. That was the Battojutsu stance, one Saron had gotten used to do everyday.

The Senpai suddenly moved, drawing the katana, thrusting the air and then sheathing at an incredible speed. It had been so quick Saron wasn’t able to completely understand the technique. Noticing the confusion in Saron’s eyes, the Senpai explained what he had done " You draw your sword and thrust the opponent, and then you sheath. Only a Taijutsu Master who has practiced Battojutsu for a long time can do it as fast as I did. Now you try it."

Saron nodded and stood up. He got into the Battojutsu stance. With his right hand in the hilt of the katana, Saron prepared to do do the technique. Draw the sword, thrust the opponent and sheath the sword.

The katana's blade ran inside the sheath as it left its resting place. When it was unsheathed, Saron thrusted the air in front of him. The katana slashed through the air, producing a small sound. When it had reached the necessary distance, Saron pushed it back and sheathed it.

He knew it hadn't been as fast as it should, but for a first time it was good. He looked to the senpai and waited for a comment. Noticing Saron's need for a comment on how it had gone, the senpai spoke "It needs much more practice, and you are far from being able to do it well. It took me years to learn it and only rare cases are able to learn it in some months. Now, go and rest. It is a tiring technique and listen to what I say. If you use it more than once in one hour, your muscles will be badly damaged."

Saron nodded and walked away from the dojo, to rest.

[Captain M]

+8

[Saron]

58/100

[End of Flashback]

They were now at Yokoburi, Capital of the Land of Rain. Senpai and the others had come to the market to buy food and other things that were needed. It was a monthly routine and it was needed if they wanted to survive in the dojo for more than one week. Saron had come with them, as always, but it was not something he liked to do. His family were all merchants and he had killed them all. Therefore he didn't like markets.

And it was a boring thing, walking through hundreds of people and stalls, looking at the Senpai buying what was needed, talking with the merchanters. There was no action, no blood, no swords! And that day seemed to have no thieves needing discipline.

"Look at the time, we need to eat something. Ramen?" The senpai asked. Everyone nodded. Yet another thing Saron didn't like. All they ate was Ramen, Ramen and Ramen. Every time they went to the market they had to eat ramen! And that city's ramen wasn't that special, it was normal. He had heard Konoha had a Ramen Shop with wonderful ramen, but he would never go to that one. He has a not a ninja and Konoha was not one of his destinations. They walked to the Ramen Shop and sat down. Saron asked for a normal Ramen and waited till it came.

Then it became darker. Tall men stood behind them, stopping the light from reaching the inside of the small shop. "Old man. We want to eat Ramen today, take your friends and leave." One of the men spoke to Senpai. Senpai continued to eat, not answering. The man smiled and placed a hand in Senpai's shoulder. "Old man, can't you hear me? Leave no...!" The man was interrupted when Saron slashed through him.

At an incredible speed, Saron got up and went into the Battojutsu Stance. Saron's katana ran inside the sheath as he pulled it out and when it was unsheathed, Saron thrusted the man in front of him. Blood came out of the man as Saron's katana went through him. When Saron saw it had come out of the man's back, he pushed the katana back and sheathed it.

The man fell on the ground, dead and the other men, a bit shocked, got their swords out. One of them shouted something Saron didn't understand. Senpai's students all stood up and got into either the Battojutsu or the Iaijutsu Stance. Senpai continued eating. "Don't make to much noise." Senpai said calmly.

Saron smiled. That day wouldn't be as boring as he had thought.

[Kama the Popcorn Kage]

+9

[Saron]

67/100



The men had retreated to the middle of the street. Every one supposed to have been buying things in the market had ran away to a safe place. They knew how battles there were. Bloody battles, not something everyone would like to see.

Though that small group of Kenjutsu praticioners didn't like to kill, it was clear those men were bandits and thiefs, they deserved to be punished for their crimes. And Battojutsu was designed as a killing style and it would be used as such.

One could see how the battle would end. Bandits with no sense of organization what so ever against trained, disciplined, deadly Kenjutsu praticers. Yes, the battle would end with the bandits killed. Death, that was the price they had to pay.

One of the bandits, holding what seemed to be a battleaxe attacked one of the Iaijutsu users. The attack was blocked easily and soon the bandit fell on the floor, dead. Yet, that didn't seem to affect the bandits, though some did glance at eachother.

Saron didn't like the fact that they were weak. He wanted to fight a strong opponent, one that would give him the fight of his life. There were many warriors that said they lived only to fight against the strongest of opponents. Saron was one of those. Life was made to fight and he lived to fight.

One of the bandits ran towards Saron, holding a katana. The bandit held it up into the sky and tried to strike Saron, but failed.

Saron's katana ran inside the sheath as it was unsheathed at the exact moment the bandit would strike Saron. Saron thrusted the bandit in the heart. A deadly blow. The katana went through the man softly, finding nothing to stop it. It came out of the man's back, with what seemed to be a part of the heart. Saron pushed the katana back and sheathed it.

The man fell on the floor, dead.

[Kinz]

+7

[Saron]

74/100

The bandits continued to attack, even though they knew they would die. They had to avenge their friends. Ah! At least they had some sense of friendship towards each other. But friendship alone wouldn't save them from being killed.

A bandit with two katanas attacked one of the Iaijutsu users. The bandit seemed stronger than all of the others and was able to pierce the defense of the Iaijutsu user, though he didn't hit. A Battojutsu user had slashed through him before he hit.

The group of Kenjutsu practitioners were almost as an unbreakable wall. Iaijutsu would defend, Battojutsu would kill. If someone attacked a Battojutsu, a Iaijutsu would help . If someone attacked an Iaijutsu and the defense was destroyed, a Battojutsu would help.

That was one of the things they had learned to do, so that they could defend the dojo from bandits, thieves and other groups. Become a wall. An unbreakable defense. And at the same time attack, kill.

A bandit ran towards Saron with two big axes. Saron could see the fear in his eyes, the anger in his movements and the fact the bandit knew he would die in some seconds. A Iaijutsu got close to Saron and defended the attack. Saron used that opportunity to kill the bandit.

The katana ran inside the sheath as it had done with the two other bandits. As it was unsheathed, the katana went past the Iaijutsu's head as Saron thrusted the bandit. The katana went through the man, this time not hitting a vital organ. It was still a deadly blow, as always. As he felt the katana come out of the man's back, Saron pushed it back and sheathed it.

The man fell on the floor, still alive but not for long. He would live long enough to see the other bandits fall to Saron's katana.

[Kinz]

+7

[Saron]

81/100

Only three of the bandits were left, all the others were on the floor, dead. One of the bandits walked to the middle of the two groups, and so did Saron. This was now a one on one battle. Although none had talked, both groups had agreed to a more interesting fight; and three versus many was not interesting.

The bandit held his katana with both hands, pointing it to the ground. Saron moved into a bow stance, his right hand gripping the hilt of the sword and his left resting halfway down the sheath. He stood slightly crouched, able to move quickly and easily execute the Battojutsu’s moves. That was the Battojutsu stance.

The two mans began walking around in a circle, eyes set on the opponent, both searching for any bad move, any distraction… one that would cause the death of the distracted. Time seemed to slow down as Saron focused on the bandit: his eyes saw nothing more than the opponent; his ears heard nothing except his breathing.

Both of them waited, searching for the wrong step, for the changing of positions or simply for a quick look to the sky. Any and all distractions could mean the end of one of them.

It seemed the battle would continue forever, but then the bandit committed the distraction. He looked down, to one of the dead men. It was a quick look, but when the bandit looked to his opponent again, Saron was already running towards him.

As he got close to the bandit, Saron drew his katana. As the sword was unsheathed he thrusted the bandit. The katana went through his chest. Saron pulled it back, sheathing it. The bandit had no time to defend since the attack was done in a matter of seconds. The man fell on his knees, hands on his chest. With a last breath, he fell to the floor.

Saron looked to the other two bandits and waited for his next opponent.

[hotaru]

+7

[Saron]

88/100

The bandits, shocked, looked to the bodies of their fallen comrades. Why had they been so stupid? Why had fate direct them to those demons? Why had their friends been so easily killed? Heh, maybe it was payback for all the crimes they had committed. They knew their time would come someday and that they would have to pay, they just didn’t know they would die so easily.

One of the two bandits walked forward. He held his katana the same way as the previous one: held with both hands, pointing it to the ground. The man was taller than the others, but was just as well-built. The man did not move, as didn’t Saron.

The wind raced through the street. Everyone’s hair seemed to dance with the wind and the clothes wanted to fly alongside the wind. None of the fighters moved, and it seemed the battle would get nowhere. The bandit seemed to wait for a miracle or something that could save him from certain death. Saron was in the Battojutsu stance, eyes closed. What was he waiting for was unknown, even to him.

Minutes passed, though it had seemed more, until the bandit began running towards Saron. The bandit was screaming, as if he had turned crazy. Maybe that happened to who waited for miracles, but would never get them.
Saron did not move and his eyes were still closed. The bandit got closer and closer, suddenly raising his katana to the sky. He was going to try and slash Saron. As he got closer, it seemed his attack would work.

Unfortunately for him… it didn’t. Saron’s eyes opened and at the same time, he unsheathed his katana. Almost instantaneously, he thrusted the bandit on chest. The katana went through the bandit’s body easily, finding no real obstacle. As it went far enough, Saron pulled it back, sheathing it.

The man fell to the ground, dead. The other bandit looked even more shocked. It had seemed they would kill Saron. But his friend had been killed and he was the only one left. He knew his time would come soon.

[Okami]

95/100

[Saron]

95/100

The last bandit walked forward. As he walked, he looked around, observing the bodies of the other bandits. They had chosen a bad day to mess with other people. And they had chosen the wrong group of people to mess with.

The bandit continued walking, until he was just some meters away from Saron. He was looking down, his arms hanging on the sides. A katana was held by his left hand. The bandit did not move for some minutes. Maybe he was thinking about the crimes he had committed, maybe he was waiting for a miracle, maybe he was just getting crazy.

Suddenly, as if lightning had struck him, the man began running towards Saron. He now held his katana with both hands. Anger and hate was the only thing that moved him now. He hated those men, for bringing death to him and his group.

The man got closer to Saron, shouting something others couldn’t understand. The man knew he would not win, yet he continued. As he got closer, Saron unsheathed his katana. In less than three seconds he had thrusted the bandit on the neck, removed the katana and had sheathed it. The man fell to the ground, dead. The last of that bandit group was dead.

[otakulegend]

+5

[Saron]

Konoha Reppu (Leaf Gale)
Rank: D
Skill: Taijutsu
Effect: Spinning kick made to send an opponent off their feet.
Special: None
Drawback: If dodged, user is open for an attack.
Description: With a burst of agility and speed, the user of this move quickly performs a low spinning kick at their opponent’s feet. If successful this will knock an opponent down and leave them open for some of Goken’s more powerful attacks.
Limit: Must know Gouken no Kamae

[0/10]

After killing the bandits, the Kenjutsu users had gone back to their dojo and as if nothing had happened they continued with their lives. When they arrived to the dojo, Saron spoke to the Senpai. Saron had learnt all the Battojutsu techniques the Senpai knew, therefore he now had nothing to keep him on the dojo. The Senpai allowed his leave and Saron left.

He was now on a forest. It had just finished raining. The sun’s light went through the many leaves and was reflected by the ponds left by the rain, making the forest shine. Saron was sitting on a rock, resting. It had been long since his last training in Goken and he needed to train his non-sword fighting skills more. Jumping off the rock onto the ground, he stood there for a moment.

Seconds after, his hands were brought together in front of him. Remembering the handseals he had not done in a long time, Saron began making the necessary handseals to create a clone of him. In little to no time, five people stood in front of him. They looked all like Saron, except for the fact they had no shadow and would disappear if hit.

Four of the clones jumped out of the way, leaving only one for the first round of Saron’s training. They were meters away from each other. Breathing, Saron went into the Gouken no Kamae, the Iron Fist Stance, standing with his right arm behind his back and the left extended, Saron was ready for a quick strike with his fists and feet. This stance left him open for quick spins and jumps.

As if he was a mirror, the clone did the same as Saron, getting into the Gouken no Kamae at the same time as Saron. Breathing for a while, Saron closed his eyes. The technique he was going to learn involved, if he remembered correctly, performing a low spinning kick at the opponent’s feet.

Opening his eyes, Saron began running towards the clone. It took him only some seconds to get close to the clone. As he was close enough, Saron ducked and at the same time his left leg went towards the clone’s feet. Thanks to the speed he had from running, his body easily spun, allowing him to perform a spinning kick.

His leg hit the clone’s feet. The clone’s legs went to the right as they were hit by the kick. The clone fell to the ground and disappeared. Getting up, Saron cleaned the dust off his clothes. Had he mastered the technique?

[Elgar]

+5

5|10

[Saron]

[5/10]


He could have advanced to another technique, but something told him he should train that move one last time. He began to pop his knuckles. Pop, pop, pop. The sound of his fingers cracking. He began to pop all of his fingers, of both hands. As he finished, his hands felt relaxed… free. He moved his neck around and placed a hand on his neck and pushed forcefully moving his neck in the same direction, a large crack sound could be. He repeated the movement with the other side of the neck, the same crack sound being heard.

He sighed and moved into the Gouken no Kamae, placing a hand behind his back, extending the other and placed his legs closer to each other. One of the clones jumped from where it was, landing about fifteen meters away from Saron. He breathed for some seconds and then dashed forwards releasing his hands of the stance and placing them to the sides, perfectly still, in a straight line. His hair rushed behind him as the wind begun to beat across his body. His eyes fixing themselves on the clone, his muscles tensing up as he prepared to do the technique. His lower body seemed to completely dive down at a high speed; his left leg extended forwards, and reached the ground. He twisted his lower body, the wind beating forcefully across his face.

His left leg hit the clone, and now much faster than before, the clone’s feet were swept of the ground. The clone began to fall to his right. Pulling back his left leg, Saron would jump high into the air, doing a small flip and slamming his leg on the clone. The clone disappeared as the hit landed. He landed on the ground with one foot but quickly retracted his leg. At the same time, his right arm went behind his back and the left one was extended. Back into the Gouken no Kamae, he smiled.

[I C H I R O™]

+5