Alexander Prepares. (Private/Training)
May 3, 2013 9:12:40 GMT -7
Post by Nyu on May 3, 2013 9:12:40 GMT -7
Tsuyosa Ryuu: Youyouken (Broad Fist)
Rank: "C"
Skill: TaiJutsu
Effect: A powerful fist attack that knocks an opponent flying into the distance.
Special: ---
Drawback: The user is only capable of performing this attack so many times per day depending on how many times the user knows this technique as well as the Class level of the user.
Description: When the user first learns this technique they are capable of performing this technique a total of five times per day. Every time this technique is learned the user is capable of performing this technique as well other techniques into conjunction one more time. This means that if a user learns this technique twice they are capable of performing this technique a total of six times. Depending on how well and how strong the user is by Class, the user is capable of performing the technique with devastating power. The higher the class is the more devastating the attack will be creating a more sufficient way of breaking one's bones.
D Class - 5 Meters Knock back
C Class - 15 Meters Knock back
B Class - 25 Meters Knock back - 10% Chance Bones may Break
A Class - 40 Meters Knock back - 30% Chance Bones may Break
S Class - 60 Meters Knock back - 50% Chance Bones may Break
Limit: Must Learn from a Master of Buredono Kenseijin -![???](//storage.proboards.com/forum/images/smiley/huh.png)
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Alexander, the Achilles of the Hidden Mist, now stood before his mentor. He was holding his massive sword, the Masamune, in a tight combative stance awaiting further instructions. The Seven Swordsman approached him and explained the next technique he would try and teach him. The man performed a few hand seals and summoned a clone of earth. The copy stood beside him and he extended his hands outwards. The man explained the next jutsu would be a punch. He approached the rock clone and then he gathered up his fist and moved forward. The sudden burst from the man was startling and seemed interesting. The man struck his clone, and Alexander watched the attack hit the clone. The man hit the clone with such force that the copy was sent flying sixty meters back into a group of broken trees, battle scars from the other training they had went through. The scene of the impact was horrible, the clone's stomach, where the man had punched, had crumbled away. Alexander had taken in the sight of the man and replayed it in his mind. He was going to try and reproduce this attack.
Alexander took a deep breath and the performed hand seals to summon a clone for himself. This was a clone of ice, and he looked at the simple construct. He began to send chakra into his right arm, targeting his biceps, triceps, and forearm. These muscle groupings where the source from which the attack would gain strength. He looked up at the clone and stepped forward. He placed his sword into the ground and then inhaled a breath and then took a long exhale. The next breath he inhaled he ran up to the clone. Then swinging his fist through the air he exhaled the breath he had held inside him. He imagined punching through the clone and sending his chakra outwards towards the trees. This clone was merely a thing in his way, a wall that had to be broken down. He interjected his chakra into and out of the clone. The clone caught by the attack was sent flying backwards in a sudden stream of power. Alexander kept the thought in his mind and he watched as the clone was lifted off it's feet and flew twenty meters. Alexander smiled and cracked his knuckles, not as far as the man, but it was a start. The clone was still able to stand, no damage done to it and it approached him once more. Alexander straightened his body up once more and prepared it for another round of using this jutsu.
This time he targeted the muscles in his left arm, sending chakra to the isolated muscles, trying to give them a strength boost. His right hand was going to be given a break for now. Alexander then began take up a fighting stance and looked at the clone. Once more he inhaled and then exhaled. Calming himself and focusing on his goal. Judging by what he had just done, he needed to increase the amount of chakra into his arm and then increase the flow that would translate into the blow itself. The stance taken, he stood looking out upon the clone and stepped forward. Moving fast he reached the target area and brought his fist up to the chest area of the clone. As his fist made contact he shot his chakra through the target, not into. By sending his chakra through the clone and combining it with the force of his attack and his natural strength, this would add to the distance he could get off the clone. As if in slow motion the clone was taken off it's feet and sent flying backwards, it landed harshly and flipped. It had flew a good forty meters and then reverted to water. Alexander could see that he had actually done internal damage with this attack due to the force of it. He looked at his hand, was this attack really that strong?
The Achilles then heard a whistling sound and glanced towards the sound itself. He looked and saw the man, he had been so focused on training this technique he had forgotten about him, standing with three tree trunks around him. The man smiled at him and then picking one tree trunk up, threw it at the young Kaishin. The Kaishin smiled and took up a fighting pose, channeling his training he gathered his chakra and threw another punch to connect with the tree trunk flying at him. He connected with the right and sent his chakra through the tree itself. A whole in the tree appeared from where he had hit it, and the trunk itself was sent flying forty-five meters away. Alexander had no time to look and be pleased. Two more trunks were inbound towards him. He punched twice more, gathering chakra and funneling it towards the trunks. Both of which had gaping holes in their centers. The first one that had been connected with a right was sent flying fifty-five meters. The second was sent sixty meters away. Alexander took a deep breath and smiled at the man, he wondered how many more logs would be thrown at him.
Rank: "C"
Skill: TaiJutsu
Effect: A powerful fist attack that knocks an opponent flying into the distance.
Special: ---
Drawback: The user is only capable of performing this attack so many times per day depending on how many times the user knows this technique as well as the Class level of the user.
Description: When the user first learns this technique they are capable of performing this technique a total of five times per day. Every time this technique is learned the user is capable of performing this technique as well other techniques into conjunction one more time. This means that if a user learns this technique twice they are capable of performing this technique a total of six times. Depending on how well and how strong the user is by Class, the user is capable of performing the technique with devastating power. The higher the class is the more devastating the attack will be creating a more sufficient way of breaking one's bones.
D Class - 5 Meters Knock back
C Class - 15 Meters Knock back
B Class - 25 Meters Knock back - 10% Chance Bones may Break
A Class - 40 Meters Knock back - 30% Chance Bones may Break
S Class - 60 Meters Knock back - 50% Chance Bones may Break
Limit: Must Learn from a Master of Buredono Kenseijin -
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Alexander, the Achilles of the Hidden Mist, now stood before his mentor. He was holding his massive sword, the Masamune, in a tight combative stance awaiting further instructions. The Seven Swordsman approached him and explained the next technique he would try and teach him. The man performed a few hand seals and summoned a clone of earth. The copy stood beside him and he extended his hands outwards. The man explained the next jutsu would be a punch. He approached the rock clone and then he gathered up his fist and moved forward. The sudden burst from the man was startling and seemed interesting. The man struck his clone, and Alexander watched the attack hit the clone. The man hit the clone with such force that the copy was sent flying sixty meters back into a group of broken trees, battle scars from the other training they had went through. The scene of the impact was horrible, the clone's stomach, where the man had punched, had crumbled away. Alexander had taken in the sight of the man and replayed it in his mind. He was going to try and reproduce this attack.
Alexander took a deep breath and the performed hand seals to summon a clone for himself. This was a clone of ice, and he looked at the simple construct. He began to send chakra into his right arm, targeting his biceps, triceps, and forearm. These muscle groupings where the source from which the attack would gain strength. He looked up at the clone and stepped forward. He placed his sword into the ground and then inhaled a breath and then took a long exhale. The next breath he inhaled he ran up to the clone. Then swinging his fist through the air he exhaled the breath he had held inside him. He imagined punching through the clone and sending his chakra outwards towards the trees. This clone was merely a thing in his way, a wall that had to be broken down. He interjected his chakra into and out of the clone. The clone caught by the attack was sent flying backwards in a sudden stream of power. Alexander kept the thought in his mind and he watched as the clone was lifted off it's feet and flew twenty meters. Alexander smiled and cracked his knuckles, not as far as the man, but it was a start. The clone was still able to stand, no damage done to it and it approached him once more. Alexander straightened his body up once more and prepared it for another round of using this jutsu.
This time he targeted the muscles in his left arm, sending chakra to the isolated muscles, trying to give them a strength boost. His right hand was going to be given a break for now. Alexander then began take up a fighting stance and looked at the clone. Once more he inhaled and then exhaled. Calming himself and focusing on his goal. Judging by what he had just done, he needed to increase the amount of chakra into his arm and then increase the flow that would translate into the blow itself. The stance taken, he stood looking out upon the clone and stepped forward. Moving fast he reached the target area and brought his fist up to the chest area of the clone. As his fist made contact he shot his chakra through the target, not into. By sending his chakra through the clone and combining it with the force of his attack and his natural strength, this would add to the distance he could get off the clone. As if in slow motion the clone was taken off it's feet and sent flying backwards, it landed harshly and flipped. It had flew a good forty meters and then reverted to water. Alexander could see that he had actually done internal damage with this attack due to the force of it. He looked at his hand, was this attack really that strong?
The Achilles then heard a whistling sound and glanced towards the sound itself. He looked and saw the man, he had been so focused on training this technique he had forgotten about him, standing with three tree trunks around him. The man smiled at him and then picking one tree trunk up, threw it at the young Kaishin. The Kaishin smiled and took up a fighting pose, channeling his training he gathered his chakra and threw another punch to connect with the tree trunk flying at him. He connected with the right and sent his chakra through the tree itself. A whole in the tree appeared from where he had hit it, and the trunk itself was sent flying forty-five meters away. Alexander had no time to look and be pleased. Two more trunks were inbound towards him. He punched twice more, gathering chakra and funneling it towards the trunks. Both of which had gaping holes in their centers. The first one that had been connected with a right was sent flying fifty-five meters. The second was sent sixty meters away. Alexander took a deep breath and smiled at the man, he wondered how many more logs would be thrown at him.