Cutting the rust away {PT}

[Runeska]

Gosei Ryuu: Ryusen (Dragon Strike)
Rank: "C", "B", "A"
Skill: TaiJutsu
Effect: This technique is a range technique that sends a force wave attack in a line at far off distances to cut those far away.
Special: ---
Drawback: ---
Description: A simple technique and the basic technique that must be learned before going into the more advanced techniques of Gosei Ryuu. The user slashes their sword with such strength and fierce force that a blade of force is shocked out with the blade knocking into whoever stands in its way capable of cutting capabilities as if it were a regular sword. When first learned this technique is only as strong as if a user was stricken by a simple bat. When the user learns the next rank, the "B" rank, the force feels like the user was cut like an actual sword. When the user learns the last rank, the highest rank, "A" rank" the force cannot be stopped by a block. The best option is to dodge. Depending on the user's class level depends on the strength of the technique.
"D" Class - Fifteen Meter Cone
"C" Class - Twenty Meter Cone
"B" Class - Thirty Five Meter Cone
"A" Class - Fifty Five Meter Cone
S Class - Eighty Meter Cone

Limit: Must Learn from a Master of Burēdono Kenseijin - ブレードの剣聖人 - Blade of the Sword Saint, Must know all Stances.

B rank training 0/50

Step one, assume the stance… check. Step two, concentrate… trying… failed. From the Chudan no kamae, his feet were parted about shoulder length, pointed perpendicular to each other. His sword was held about shoulder level high, the very tip pointed forward. He was measuring the distance between him and his target, a wooden dummy, fixated about about 30 meteres from him. From here, he could tell that he was right on target, at the very least. Thus, it was time to strike. Moving this arms upward, he locked his shoulders in place so that the balde of his katana pointed strait up.

He took a deep breath and stepped forward. In the same motion, Aclime brought his sword down with a good deal of his strength. Midway through the swomg. Jos jamd twisted slightly, resulting in a loss of the generated energy the slash would have held. What, as one could ask, ended up occurring? Simple enough. As the katana’s sharp edge dug into the ground as his feet, a shockwave of force generated. The accumulated force created what was known in Buredono Kenseijin as the Rysusen, dragon strike. At his current level, he was only proficient at handling what could be called, the c rank version of the technique.

As that was the level he currently used, albeit, not purposefully, one could easily see the different at the end point. The wave of energy would travel forward the thirty meters, reaching it’s target in a matter of seconds. THUMP!! There, it cracked and collided with the wooden fixture in what could only be a consussive slap. More properly, if was as if he’d just swung a bat at it from close up. Dissaponting, but not unexpected. The fixture rattled in its place for a moment, reverberating as the force chaneeled though it and died away.

Taking the afore mentioned steps, he readied himself to strike again. Just what had he done wrong? A small audible sigh could be heard from him, but it impeded him not at all. More power, of course Wrong once more. It was control he lacked. He wasn’t swinging his sword in a manner that would bundle and multiple the focre of the shockwave. Rather, he was simply wasting his energy. This shockwave would travel forward at about the same speed as the previous one. Like it as wel, the would sound of wood being smaked would assault his ears with a resounding thud. Most annoying. Perhaps if he tried doing the technique along side other techniques he knew, maybe somewhere along the lines, he’d trigger the proper damage type…

[Runeska]

?/50

“Lets try this again.” His own voice echoed slightly in the forest. Realigning his footing, his toes slightly pointed out from eachother, the arches and ankles moving straight into a T. He let out deep breath, inflating his lungs again with fresh oxygen. And then it was time. Raising his hands full over his head, he took a full step forwards, placing firmly, the left foot first, as you always led with the left and followed with the right. With the setting of his left foot, the building tension from its motion released itself all at once. A force, starting from the exhale of his breath blew forth from his sword’s edge.

He could trace its then outlining across the air, though there was a lot of resistance in the downswing. The wind seemed to part for a moment, observed from the whoshing sound of moving air particles. Was this it, the next rank in Ryusen? Bha, of course not. Rather, he’d simply made a very slight, miniscule improvement on the previous. Careening forwards, it flew up to it’s target, 30 meters away. The imminent crash to follow suit rocked it, uprooting a bit of it in the process. But within that sound was an acute spintering sound as well. The mark left across the wood was mostly concussive, but there was, no mistake, a slight slash mark in the very center of the boom could be observed. Clearly, he was not focusing his energy enough. Time… for plan B…


His stance would shift slightly at first. Aclime’s right foot took lead over the left. The sheath which had been tightly strapped through his robe belt flew into the grasp of his left hand. A slight shift of his weight, and he was within Gosei Ryu’s battojutsu stance. Well… almost. With a slight clink and click, the katana in the right was firmly placed within the sheath, the blade resting in the curve, right hand firmly but relaxed on the handle. Pushing forward, he stepped, moving the left foot as his hand nimbly moved. As the katana’s blade ripped free through the air…


The fierce strength of Gosei Ryu’s battojutu roared, attached with a Ryusen. What was the point of going about this though? That much should have been simple. The battojutsu technique already relied on sheer speed and one shot power. Naturally if he used this to draw out the quickest natural draw speed he could manage, it’d have to focus the shot more. By focusing the shot more, perhaps it’d draw out the latent power of the technique. Within a nearly a three seconds later, a sound split the air. At its heart, the sound sounded about fifty percent concussive, the rest sounded more so like a massive slash attack.


He wouldn’t move forward to check though. Instead, he took it as what it sounded like, although, peering forward, he could almost see the slash. Resuming the from battojutsu gosei ryu stance, he spaced himself out properly. Quickly, he pulled off the handle of his katana, twisting sideways as the blade was coming free. This truned the slash sideways as it was meant to go. Once the blade became free, the soul force of the attack could be seen in full. It was a large wave like formation, more of a crescent, flying forward with exceptional speed. SHUNICK!!!

[Runeska]

?/50


SHUNICK!!! VOMP The sound itself was created by the collision of the Ryusen into the dead wood of the dummy. But the attack was indeed very powerful. The judging from the depth and quality of the sound, Aclime judged that the initial force of the attack had been sharpened perfectlhy while the aftermath and the rest of the attacks force hadn’t been focused enough to cut. Had he only used his eyes though, he’d have judeged it a full on concussive boom. The dummy had splinted a lot along it path of the cut, chunks of wood flying about the air in a dust.

Within the passing minute, Aclime checked the dummy and reset in its proper grounding. The past few attacks had in fact uprooted the practice target, as well as moved it further back from where it originally was. But it was now time to start again. He figured, he could start with perfecting in in the battojutsu form before moving on to harder tasks, like anyting not using the added boost of thata attack. He put his right foot forward, spreading his legs about shoulder length. His sword, which had already been sheathed, stood with the left hand, blade down. With his right hand, he held the handle, poised to strike. Suddenly, he drew the sword with marked precision, arching his hands horizontally as he was getting ready to release.

With the releasing blade, the ryusen that subsequently followed was slightly different than what he’d fired moments ago. The release was cleaner, requiring less of a hanging release, more so as if it had simply leapt free. There was the sound of parting air and splitting winds in its wake. But he digressed poorly. His attention shifted to its destination, the wooden dummy, freshly reset to 30 meters away. The destination for his assault found its fate very swiftly as the Ryusen collided with it. To put it in a very sequent summary, the Ryusen passed almost straight thought it, making a clean parting cut as it did. It wasn’t surprising though, as the equivalent force was A ranked at least.

With that marked down as a success, it took him a bit longer to find a new dummy, as the previous one had been trashed. However, it was not too long after when he reset two more dummies, that it was time to go back to original training maneuver. This time, his sheath was in his belt, both hands attached to his sword. The blade pointed up in a familiar stance. Although his right foot was already forward, he shuffled it and the rest of his body forward a set and cut the air with a massive downward stroke. Immediately, he felt a difference. He was slightly more focused than the first attempt some time back, probably because he knew what the motion felt like now.


However, that didn’t change the fact that it was not the same. A lot of power had been lost as a result, he felt wind buffeting his own face as the poorly concentrated power pushed the wind instead of parting it. Only more strength would fade off the technique as every bit of wind and air bit and tore at it until, it finally struck its mark. With a loud thud, the Ryusen struck his new wooden dummy. As he wasn’t expecting though, the strike still cut in deeply, just not as deeply as his battojutsu had moments ago. Perhaps it was a strength distance, and not a difference in the actual technique being trained. Either way, he reset his stance, as it was time to continue again.

[Ancestor Febrie]

+30

[Runeska]

30/50


With his feet once again set about in his attack stance, he gripped his sword about his hands tightly. Suffling slightly, he put the right foot leading forwards and took a breath. That was always an important factor. The attack motion began from there. In a single step forward, his sword raised up high over his head and he struck forward. By the time that had occurred, hhe’d just exhaled, or was haflway through his exhaled, when he heard another crunch sound. It tore through the air, reaching his ears in a ripple like manner. Without pausing, he body flicker a few times to see just what had occurred.


As it appeared, he’s swung too hard, wonce again, not bothering to have focused enough. The enitirity of the from half of the dummy had been cracked, not cut. It was very annoying to fail like this at something he should have perfected quite sometime ago. But, he oculd beat himself up about it later, and probably would. Instead, he returned back to his stance 30 meters away and began.

One slash… two slash… three slash… four. He paused. Each slash attack he’d attempted during this time occurred in a very deliberate and finely rhythmatic pattern. This pattern started with the lower body. This kept the right foot forward always, left squared and perpendicular, a steadying leg for balance if you may. Then, his sword would raise, he’d breath, and step forward. On the step forward, he’d both exhale and slash. As it would turn out, the first two of his attacks carried formidable force. He could visibly check and count bits and pieces of his slashes, but none other the first seemed substantial.

If I must sit here or night to do this right… as if it will take that long now that I’m determined to do it. Concentration suddenly deepened. The muscles in his arms tightened as he tensed up. Strike true, and strike… hard. In a sort of forward marching kata, Aclime began the cuttine maneuver he’d tried earlier. Each strike he made carried a deliberate and precise motion. The intent to cut became clear, as the air began to clear out of his way. Each forceful cut forward became a ryusen, without delay, traveling at immense speeds, as such a creation should. Every passing second, a clipping sound or two could be heard. He continued for a few minutes, continuously stepping forward, then backwards everytime he’d moved up a tad bit too far.

[Runeska]

?/50

His motions continued on for what felt like an indeterminate amount of time. It had been nearly 15 minutes, full minutes, of cutting. His legs were tired, as were his arms and the air was littered with shards of wood and dust. There was only one thing left to do at this point. A brief shunshin, or rather a few, propelled him towards his goal, the dummy. Inspecting his work, he could see that there were plenty of dull impact points along the base of it. However, there were just as many, if not more large gaping cuts and gashes.

The same maneuver would bring him back 30 meters distance from the wooden chunk. Shiftin his body weight about, he reached a very solid stance, one built specifically for attack. At that point, he raised his sword once, taking a single large breath. Suddenly, a swift flurry of motions began. At an inhuman speed, one hand holding his sword began slashing swiftly. The point of saying inhuman speeds brings up the point that his speed had quickly intensified.

Compared to that which had been a constant slashing moments ago, he’d now attack at a speed so that to every slash he’d made earlier, he now made three. Through this process, the air quickly became a near solid wall of blades. Every time he moved to make another cut, a keen cutting sound within the wind signified the creation of another ryusen. So one ryusen became three, three became six, and this process continued on until what had been six became 36. At that point, it seemed as though the air before him had become distorted, viscioulsy assaulted once a time too many.


This was the Dragon nest strike. But why had it been necessary to do this? Well, his legs were tired, so he didn’t want to move to get a rhythm going. He didn’t need to move with this. In fact, he couldn’t as it created a balancing issue which would end the technique. Not moving meant that every bit of force he generated came purely from him moving his arm to make the sword stroke of ryusen. Doing one would be no great feat at all, as by simply concentrating for a moment, he’d be able to make one without a problem. But here, there was no set up time in between the cuts, nothing to boost momentum, and lastly, no excuses to take credit for the success of his attack.

With that in mind, he stopped to check on his assault. He walked this time, somewhat slowly. As it would appear, there were some problems. The first strike cut pretty well. The second seried seemed to have a blunt mark in it from concussive force, indicating a slip in power. But then as he continued, he could tell that the new cuts had few and fewer concussive knots in it. In fact, it seemed ast last the last 18 strikes were all solid blade strokes. That meant, he could call it good for this at the least.

[I C H I R O™]

+20

[Runeska]

Heaven Shapeless Stance (Single)
Rank:: E
Skill: Taijutsu
Effect: The user holds his Katana in one hand, utilizing Shapeless Stance.
Special: Katana.
Drawback: The user must be very swift, or will be open to attack in this pure offensive stance.
Description: Whereas the Dragonfly Stance focuses on power, the Shapeless Stance focuses on speed and many strikes within a short amount of time. With this stance, the user stands upright, with the feet pointing forward, shoulder width apart. He/she will hold the sword at the middle of the handle with the tip pointing down at the ground, brought out to the right side a little.
Limit: Must learn from one of the five Tensora Masters. Must know all Standard Kenjutsu Techniques.

0/5

“Yes Yes,” that’s all impressive, but it seems as if you may have tired yourself out now. A quick look behind him would reveal the great legendary master. Aclime could see from his stance right now, that he was ready… for something. It was a stance Aclime was not familiar with. Yang Sze’s feet both pointed forward, no angle whatsoever. The body was upright, legs shoulder length apart. Then the sword itself was held in a single hand, blade edge and point pointing towards the ground out to the right a bit.

That Stance… He could not see where the power came from such a stance came from. Even more so, if it wasn’t meant for attacking… it was even less so made for defense. He could look for only a second and see that there was nothing to brace one’s self against, no way he could even knock an opponents attack from himself… unless…


“Yes, you’ve been looking for quite sometime now. You are right. This is a stance meant to utilize speed. No take it and learn, Gekkido.”

Tired he was indeed. Aclime took a moment to stretch out both his legs and shake loose his arms. From there, he aligned both of his feet forward and level with each other. At that time, he spread his legs shoulder length apart, forcing the rest of his body to be very straight. He then the right arm out from his body a bit and angled his sword downward so the point stared at the ground. It felt very rigid though. Was it his tired body, or had he aligned himself wrong?

“Now now, relax. Don’t be so tense. If you learn what I am about to teach right, you never be touched by something in when decide not to.” It was with those words in mind, that Aclime attempted to loosen his body a bit. He could do this for sure.

[Ravenous]

Learned

[Runeska]

Shapeless Dodge
Rank:: C
Skill: Taijutsu
Effect: The user dodges attacks.
Special: Katana.
Drawback: User must be fast. Shapeless Dodge will only work on Rank C jutsu or below.
Description: The user learns how to expertly dodge flying projectiles or oncoming weapons, as the Shapeless Stance has no defensive moves. The user will stand in one position and learn the minimum movements required to avoid attack, which involves extreme flexibility. The bending of the body at a rapid pace is essential to this technique, as well as ducking, side stepping, and jumping.
Limit: Must learn from one of the five Tensora Masters. Must know Heaven Shapeless Stance (Either one).

0/10

“Now, let’s begin with the basics. What you see now is shapeless. From your keen observation, I can tell you have wielded a sword for quite the time. So I will get it out of the way. The shapeless stance and discipline has very little power within itself. Along with that, it has no defensive techniques.” Aclime’s eyes concentrated on the master as he spoke. Suddenly, his body seemed to have disappeared. “ Which means….”

“!!!” Yang Sze had such incredible speed, beyond Aclime’s natural ability to predict. However, the fact that he spoke as he moved gave him away. Perhaps he’d done it on purpose. Either way, Aclime instinctually moved left, attempting to get away from his current location. His movement was quite slow, when compared to the master though. As a result, he got nicked on the side of his stomache, blood immediately drawing in small amounts. Aclime would stumble left some, regaining his footing a second or so later.

“You must rely explicitly on speed. Or you will die.” At last, that sentence was finished. It was less than a second ago when he began it, but at his speed, it mine as well had been yesterday. “Now, you shouldn’t move quite so m much, as it makes you need to use more energy to follow up. Move as little as possible and you’ll see.”

Having said that, the master began to attack Aclime again. This time though, he was noticeably slower. However, Aclime was still left in his dust. Instinctually, his mind said move. Instinctually, he body did so as the survival instinct told him to avoid the attacks coming at him. Regrettably, that same body instinctively moved much too far. He’d avoid the first thrust made by the master only to take a nick or small wound as he slashed immediately afterwards. Each small wound stung a bit, but together, it only hindered his movement more.

About a minute later, Aclime began to see a pattern forming in the master’s attack. The first attack was generally aimed at a vital organ or major body part. It seemed this was intended to force him to move without doubt. The second was the punishment for moving too much. So, he was being toyed with, which was no surprise. He quickly began to think in terms of less movement. He was simply over thinking, thus allows his body to move before he could tell it what to do. That would soon change though.


A thrust towards his heart had been made with remarkable speed by Yang Sze. He twisted his body sideways ever so slightly from the waist, causing the technique to follow parallel to his body, the lower body hadn’t moved one bit. Immediately afterwards, he had to dodge a straight cut to his chest. This was accomplished by using purely the lower body, which hadn’t moved a second ago. Thus started the chain. Master’s blade suddenly picked up in speed, following him with no effort.


Following a downward cut, Aclime took a step back then ducked for the horizontal slash aimed at him. Then moving his upper body, he evaded a follow up slash at his head, then even nearly limboed under the next attack. Such similar motions followed for a moment, in which he managed to get small graze once or twice, but other wise dodged everything by a small margin.

“Hm… you pass. Now, try this…”

[Ravenous]

Learned

[Runeska]

Shapeless Quick Slash.
Rank:: C
Skill: Taijutsu
Effect: The user is able to execute many attacks in a short amount of time.
Special: Katana.
Drawback: Must be fast; if this technique is disrupted it is discontinued. It isn’t that hard to block.
Description: The user attacks with a Katana using less powerful, but faster strikes, slashing from the Shapeless Stance to any of the four gates of martial arts (top left, top right, bottom left, bottom right).
Limit: Must learn from one of the five Tensora Masters. Must know Shapeless Dodge.

0/10

Moving at a very remarkable speed, the master that could be described as nothing less than legendary, began attacking Aclime again. This time, the attacks weren’t particularly aimed anywhere. They were more so for show than anything else. He could tell that. What he couldn’t tell however, were the directions the attacks were going. The pattern he could see was a left to right slashing motion. However, it didn’t strike him as strange in the least. For that reason, it continued to look for what he was supposed to try.

Suddenly, Yang Sze paused in mid motion and signaled Aclime to attempt it. But what was he attempting? He followed very quickly with a similar slashing motion, barring the vertical movements of top to bottom. His cuts were too strong though. Apparently, he’d gotten too used to battojutsu and Buredono kenseijin. He noticed himself that while only using one hand, his attacks seemed faster due to the inability to put significant force behind them. Even so, he’d already forgotten that the focus here was speed itself.

After continuing about in that manner for a moment, he did gradually become faster, but the patterning was all wrong. Still, the heavy handed motion continued, finally showing him that he was wrong. Of course, as his sensei at this moment was a legend among legends, he could only expect to miss him at nearly every opportunity. However, this was just sad. Yang Sze was barely making a movement to dodge consecutive attacks. “Young student, try shallower cuts and perhaps aiming at the martial gates.”


“Martial gates?” Then it hit him. He really hadn’t been paying attention at all. Shallower meant weaker, but here, weaker meant faster. Faster meant there were more chances to strike, thus more chances to hit. Then that had settled that. Aclime suddenly paused for a moment, as if he were calling on a hidden reserve of energy. Suddenly, he stepped forward and slashed once. This time, he saw a visible response from Sensei. It barely connected with air where he had been, however, he could tell he had moved.

From there, he continued on, stepping forward after each strike in order to give his sensei less time to react. Was that all there was too it though? No. He had to keep in mind that each strike was supposed to be directed at a martial gate, those being top right, top left, bottom left, and bottom right. As he began to transition from his aimless strikes, the speed dropped dramatically. Apparently, keeping the pattern going and even changing the pattern was too much to demand at the current second. His focus upon that seemed to kill the speed. Thus again, he paused, only to pikc back up again. This time, the maneuver regained the rapid pace, maintaining the stability of focus aim. Surely, this had to be weariness setting in….

[ladynatsumi]

+8; Nearly there^^

[Runeska]

8/10

And so the motion continued quickly. He’d begin cutting at the upper most left side of the body. He’d then cut at the top right, quickly moving down to the left bottom, the bottom right. It appeared his speed had stabilized, as it no longer dropped anymore. However, sensei looked on with discontent

“Strike faster and don’t keep using the same pattern.”

This came after Sensei began preemptively dodging the pattern whether than the blows. It was if he was telling him he was simply being too predictable. Thus, Aclime reversed the pattern of his thrust, going from bottom right to bottom left, top right to top left. Speed dropped for a moment until he familiarized himself with a different pattern. Once he felt satisfied with that, Aclime completely threw away the pattern itself and simply started striking. At this point, the speed of the assault was more so like Yang Sze’s own first assault. However, he mustn’t left that fool him into thinking that the two were on the same level. There was still a lot left to learn…

[Solus]

+2

[Runeska]

Shapeless Flat Side Manipulation (Single and Dual) (Back Attack)
Rank:: C
Skill: Taijutsu
Effect: The user utilizes the flat side of the sword, pressing it against the opponent’s sword (close or on the handguard) and following it around. This technique is usually used with Shapeless Arcing Motion.
Special: Wakizashi and/or Tanto.
Drawback: It’s rather useless without combining it with Shapeless Arcing Motion.
Description: The concept of this is usually tied in with Shapeless Arcing Motion, in which the user arcs around the opponent while using the flat side of his sword near the handguard to guide the motion of the sword, as well as helping the user move himself. It also works as a head to head block, where the user can block and use the sword to follow the opponent’s attack, making it slower and easier to dodge.
Limit: Must learn from one of the five Tensora Masters. Must know Shapeless Dodge.

0/10

Here it was… His last attack… It made a very swift slashing motion at Yand Sze. The brunt of the attack had no power to it of course. But it looked like it would “touch” him. That in itself would be an achievement, unless of course, he simply took the blow. As the strike was about to land, Yang Sze suddenly struck up his blade. The flat side would meat clime’s attack. Imediately following, he flicked the sword a bit and twisted. Suddenly, Aclime felt the flat of Yang Sze’s blade pushing against his own. The motion would cause his blade to tense up against his own then slide away. Having done so, sensei just seemed to bend away slightly, and the attack was repelled.


“Shapeless flat side manipulation.” He said. He’d explain how the practice was to use the flat of one’s sword to guide an individual’s attack. Appearantly, done with enough skill, the practitioner could make other swords and weapons cascade down and pass by the user, with minimal movement. Thus, this would put Aclime on the defensive once again. Yang Sze would begin a new assault with earnest vigor. After the time where Aclime had been the attacker, it seemed quite odd at this point to have Sensei be the attacker. His first attempts at flat side manipulation resulted in the clash of steel against steel.

The easiest way to put it would be deflections rather manipulations. And to think, shapeless had nothing for defense. And this was why. The footing one had within shapeless made it nearly impossible to stand the force of almost any attack. After a few seconds of the assault, Aclime was about to lose his balance due to this same reasoning. However, just as he about lost his footing, he managed a single instance of the technique was trying to utilize. He was literally on one leg when a slash directed itself at his chest. In a desperate attempt, he slashed back at it as fast as he could manage. The blade edges would meet for a split second. Whether what happened next was an accident or high stakes success, remains to be told.


The moment the blades edges met, Aclime twisted his arm, flipping the blade to its flat side. From there, using his handguard, he force Yang Sze’s blade to flatten out as well. With a quick downward then upwards flick, he caused both blades to fly upwards, Aclime’s being the lower of the two blades. Once this occurred, it became a simple manner to side step was maneuvering the attack away. At least, it would have been. But with his loss of balance, he quickly found himself on the floor, catching his breath.


And yet, he was not allowed to stop. He knew by now, he had to continue until there wasn’t a shadow of doubt that he had the technique within his grasps. Before he could get to his feet though, the assault had continued. As when he was learning shapeless dodge, he had to move out the way of the attack. When he did though, the follow up slash which came for his chest couldn’t be avoided as easily. Knowing this, he followed that same feeling he had before, catching the attack with flat of his blade. From there, he pushed the attack toward the handle of his blade and stepped to the side. The slash slid harmlessly away from him in that instant. Again and again, he’d repeat this maneuver, each time, the act becoming easier to accomplish. However, each time he attempted this again, he got more weary, that is, until Yang Sze called it all to a halt.

[Ravenous]

Learned

[Runeska]

Shapeless Shadow Step.
Rank:: A
Skill: Taijutsu
Effect: The user dodges attacks.
Special: Katana.
Drawback: Must be fast; if this technique is disrupted it is discontinued.
Description: The user, after training for a long period time in pure speed, will be able to move at extreme speeds, giving those without a Bloodline Limit that can see through the technique (Sharingan and Byakugan for example) an illusion that the practitioner is teleporting. (This technique is similar to Rock Lee without weights on his legs).
Limit: Must learn from Yang Sze. Must know Shapeless Dodge.

0/80

“Hm… you seem quite tired now. Gekkido. Is that what the other one called you? I suppose it’s time to end it.” Suddenly, the great master Yang Sze disappeared. Of course, Aclime was quite tired by now. The insult here was that he thought something like a body flicker would be enough to take him down. If the legendary master wanted to get rid of him that bad, he’d have to do better. Strangely though, the master didn’t appear instantly before him to deliver what might have been a killing stroke. Instead, there was a slight delay. Either way, Aclime body flickered to the left, dodging an attack.

And the weirdness continued the sensei’s foot prints were all left in the ground leading up to his prior location. Body flicker didn’t usually do that. “Sensei, what’s the meaning of this? I’ve come all this way. Do you intend to try killing me over a little weariness?” The legendary master took off at him again, using that same technique. Out of curiosity, Aclime looked down to where his feet were. That would explain it. Body flicker used chakra within a person’s body in order to accelerate to such speeds that one appeared to be teleporting. However, there were no actual steps taken with such a technique. Here, that was the case. Yang Sze was just moving that fast. In fact, if he paid attention, after the man had already moved, he could count a few steps.


Those steps could be counted by distinct sounds within his movements. However, that bit of on the spot study cost him. Before he could react, Yang Sze was before him. At the first sight of an attack, he moved his upper body left and bent backwards a bit. A cutting motion would follow at that point, missing by a small margin. Immediately afterwards, sensei disappeared again. The foot print’s sound signified he was behind Aclime at this point. However, there was no reaction time. With his speed, the time it would take process this information was more time than it took to get hit.

The thought reached him and he was deftly stricken in the back... with the blunt side of his master’s blade. Make no mistake, it hurt pretty bad. But his sensei followed up behind him as if to make another strike. When he tried to move again, his sense of urgency forced his body to nearly zip left for a moment, not bothering to use chakra at all.

“Ah, I see that body flicker of yours doesn’t last forever. How does movement without chakra feel student?” It was hard, to say in the least. Aclime could feel his own fatigue creeping up upon him. How much more could he go? His feet were already like lead weights. After another 30 seconds of similar short motions zips, he collapsed.

[Runeska]

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“Sensei… that’s awfully unfair of you. To use that technique with no warning whatsoever, it is.” He’d remembered and recognized the technique now. The shapeless sidestep. It was a speed endurance type of thing, something wouldn’t suddenly do. He’d been down for just nearly 15 seconds, the whole while, attempting to catch his breath. But just like that, he was back on his feet again. If he left Sensei to lead an attack on him like that again, he’d have no time to focus on increasing his own speed.


It was with that thought in mind he launched an assault against Yang Sze. He figured he’d continue to use very weak but swift strokes. This way, the attack wasn’t his main focus. Starting from the shapeless stance, bowed forward and charged. The first few steps were explosively powerful, propelling him forward quick enough so that his body seemed to disappear for a moment. But that moment was only the span of a couple seconds, barely enough time to make it to Yang Sze. He was about halfway there before his leg muscle’s weary motions kicked in, causing a dramatic drop in speed. From there, it was just a matter of time before he stopped approaching all together. After his speed dropped so suddenly, the movements became very heavy. From there, every step seemed infinitely slowly exponentially harder to take. His own sounds came from a distant place. That was… exhaustion.


The sounds of his own foot prints had ceased, causing a dull and heavy silence. How long had he been here? His heart was racing, adrenaline pumping. A minute? An hour? Perhaps it was a day. This was the way it got from him when he allowed his body to reach this state of awareness and frenzy. It had been seconds, 10 of them, since he started running, and only 2 seconds he stopped running altogether. His head had been very low, gaze resting upon the ground at his feet. When he looked up, Sensei… was gone.

A whoosh of dust later, a blurred figured appeared before him, sword in hand. Yang Sze is too fast With one final surge of energy, his body propelled backwards, a retreating motion before an attack which would have caused a lot of pain. But once he’d stopped, it was only another passing fragment of time before Yang Sze was moving again. It was easy to tell that Alcime was very easily out classed here. In fact, his last movement wasn’t even a practiced moment of the shapeless side step. Instead, it was a shunshin.

He couldn’t stop though, and he couldn’t keep relying on shunshin forever. He charged forwards after the legendary master to meet his assault. If he could just hold him off long enough, then maybe he’d pull through. It was what he’d believed. Afterall, there had been similar situations. But now was not the time for that. When he took off at him again, he somehow found the strength in his legs to run exceedingly faster than what would be considered normal for an unassisted run. Yet, it only lasted once more, for a few seconds. Those seconds lasted only long enough to reach the great master. Once he’d tried attacking though, Yang Sze’s disappeared again. Past experience and combat knowledge made the simple deduction that he’d passed behind him to go for a back attack.


That wasn’t enough information to prepare properly though. He manage to turn around, meeting the attack with his own blade briefly. Yet, the moment the two blades made contact, the master’s form shifted to the ephemeral blur that signified that he was using shapeless shadow step once more. This time, he was doing so in quick succession. Every time Aclime managed to just barely meet the following attack. Just when it seemed like he was about to get hit again, With a powerful motion, Aclime kicked his feet into the ground a moved. The push off was strong, granting him a moment of invisibility to the master’s eyes. In a sharp slow motion type of affect, Aclime could clearly see his back. He was behind Yand Sze, about to make a single strike on the master. Then… he make the mistake of breathing too hard.

[Runeska]

?/80

“Sensei… that’s awfully unfair of you. To use that technique with no warning whatsoever, it is.” He’d remembered and recognized the technique now. The shapeless sidestep. It was a speed endurance type of thing, something wouldn’t suddenly do. He’d been down for just nearly 15 seconds, the whole while, attempting to catch his breath. But just like that, he was back on his feet again. If he left Sensei to lead an attack on him like that again, he’d have no time to focus on increasing his own speed.


It was with that thought in mind he launched an assault against Yang Sze. He figured he’d continue to use very weak but swift strokes. This way, the attack wasn’t his main focus. Starting from the shapeless stance, bowed forward and charged. The first few steps were explosively powerful, propelling him forward quick enough so that his body seemed to disappear for a moment. But that moment was only the span of a couple seconds, barely enough time to make it to Yang Sze. He was about halfway there before his leg muscle’s weary motions kicked in, causing a dramatic drop in speed. From there, it was just a matter of time before he stopped approaching all together. After his speed dropped so suddenly, the movements became very heavy. From there, every step seemed infinitely slowly exponentially harder to take. His own sounds came from a distant place. That was… exhaustion.


The sounds of his own foot prints had ceased, causing a dull and heavy silence. How long had he been here? His heart was racing, adrenaline pumping. A minute? An hour? Perhaps it was a day. This was the way it got from him when he allowed his body to reach this state of awareness and frenzy. It had been seconds, 10 of them, since he started running, and only 2 seconds he stopped running altogether. His head had been very low, gaze resting upon the ground at his feet. When he looked up, Sensei… was gone.

A whoosh of dust later, a blurred figured appeared before him, sword in hand. Yang Sze is too fast With one final surge of energy, his body propelled backwards, a retreating motion before an attack which would have caused a lot of pain. But once he’d stopped, it was only another passing fragment of time before Yang Sze was moving again. It was easy to tell that Alcime was very easily out classed here. In fact, his last movement wasn’t even a practiced moment of the shapeless side step. Instead, it was a shunshin.

He couldn’t stop though, and he couldn’t keep relying on shunshin forever. He charged forwards after the legendary master to meet his assault. If he could just hold him off long enough, then maybe he’d pull through. It was what he’d believed. Afterall, there had been similar situations. But now was not the time for that. When he took off at him again, he somehow found the strength in his legs to run exceedingly faster than what would be considered normal for an unassisted run. Yet, it only lasted once more, for a few seconds. Those seconds lasted only long enough to reach the great master. Once he’d tried attacking though, Yang Sze’s disappeared again. Past experience and combat knowledge made the simple deduction that he’d passed behind him to go for a back attack.


That wasn’t enough information to prepare properly though. He manage to turn around, meeting the attack with his own blade briefly. Yet, the moment the two blades made contact, the master’s form shifted to the ephemeral blur that signified that he was using shapeless shadow step once more. This time, he was doing so in quick succession. Every time Aclime managed to just barely meet the following attack. Just when it seemed like he was about to get hit again, With a powerful motion, Aclime kicked his feet into the ground a moved. The push off was strong, granting him a moment of invisibility to the master’s eyes. In a sharp slow motion type of affect, Aclime could clearly see his back. He was behind Yand Sze, about to make a single strike on the master. Then… he make the mistake of breathing too hard.