The sharpest blade of grass...[T/I]

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Kizaki felt the surge of power flood his mind, dimming the noise around him from conscious perception. He was one with darkness now, and the flowing energy was entering his core changing it's color gradually now. The outside of the core had become purple while the inner core was turning a deep violet. The orb's and particles of purple ether energy where drawing in at a vacuum fast rate of speed from all around now. The door to the dojo was rattling from the intense gales that where taking place within the room now. And dust flew everywhere. The full moon above watched the glowing aura of evil condensed in the grass village from afar. All around Kizaki's frame a shifty image of some shadowy copy seemed to flinch and shift as his clothes rippled. The negative image of his spirit left after images with even the slightest movement as he stood there.

With his feet he slid forward his stance a bit to get a firmer stand as the weight held down upon his thighs. He realized that when using this technique he would definitely be immobilized while charging it. There would be nothing he could hope to do about that. And thats when he sunk another inch suddenly, the weight of intense energy taking on quasi mass was too much for the ground to handle. Stubbornly his right knee dropped, crashing into it's own crater as the gravity became far too intense to stand through. The pain of the heart struck him hard as well and didn't help him remain focused through the technique. The orb in his hand's was so heavy it caused his hands to flex and burn from trying to hold it. He had to lessen the weight by compacting the density. Since it was meta-physical, he began to push inwards as hard as he could, trying to shrink the now purplish orb which was the size of a basket ball in his hands.

His brow quivered from the strain he put forth, trying hard to shrink the forces of a very miniature model star. In his mind he heard nothing still though, there was just the flashing images of his life playing before him over and over in the hundreds of memory fragments from his life. His breath breathed out in black foggy mist as his heart thud against his chest. Slow and powerful beat's which pounded against his chest. His hair swirled in the hurricane forces around him, that had begun to grow dangerously wild. The dojo wall's all around began to quake and quiver as Kizaki's evil spirit raged about him. He tried to force himself to rise back to a standing position, jerking his kneecap from the crater which left frame stilled after images of pure black shadow trailing in the movement.

The air shimmered over his body violently now, shaking the air the way that low bass speaker's did the screen on an amp. If one where to look at him from afar they'd see a violently shifting image that seemed to be caught in a miasma of time space distortions. This was as powerful as it got within the evil Hadouken line. Kizaki knew he was close now. His body was quaking with the power of this Metsu Hadouken. His hands began to flex and strain as he lifted the orb up to his chest level and began to flutteringly struggle towards each other. This caused the already sipping spec's of purple ki to warp into the orb, causing it to shrink back down slowly to the size of a baseball again. The purple orb took on an intensely blackened inner core, with a deep purple outer shell now.

It burned with a radiant purple plasma all around it now and that's when Kizaki felt it's completion near the end. His fallen knew jerked back to standing position and his clenched teeth bared themselves as his muscles flexed with everything he had and more. He drew on the flickering images of his life's horror still, causing the sound of his heart to be heard as a fast p[aced bumping now. The blackness of his mind was no more; only the rapidyly changing horror's going on as one never ending night mare. The cieling began to crumble and chip away at the hole where he had left when he blasted through it training the fifth gate. Now the very walls where lined with cracks that looked like arc's of lightening from cieling to ground.

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It was nearing endgame now. Kizaki felt the ground under his feet sink inwards again, this time, a purple flame surrounded his body, causing the cracked ground under where he stood to burst into rubble and then dust particles. Everything about his was volatile now, and nothing would stop his energy flow. Another tear fled from his face but then Time Kizaki opened his eye, causing the very tear streak to evaporate. His eye illuminated with a purplish tint of neon energy as well, causing a strange illumination to take hold there. He swiveled his eye upwards looking out the roof and into the heavens beyond and above. Oh how he desired to try piercing the moon but this he knew he was going to be incapable of at any rate.

He glared upon the white full orb, and felt something changing within him. Something manifested into him from the dark essence of yang energy. His soul felt alive and sentient almost, as if a demon was within his inner body. It wreathed around in his physical being, and shifted out of him as the shifting shadowy after image. Kizaki felt a pain like a burning iron was being placed right into the right eye as more energy sucked into the small Metsu Hadouken, turning darker and darker radiant purple. His eye strained against the pain, and Kizaki groaned outwards as something began to creep inwards from around and behind the eye itself. Like a black ink that swirled and crept over his eye's whites, taking them.

His eye lids flinched and flickered as the blackness crept ever slowly towards the iris. It was as if the light of the world was fleeing his senses, running out so that the blackness would permeate him. It afforded no extra awareness or ability to him, but it hurt like hell. The firey essence reaching into his brain and thus the rest of his body as well. His very fingernails as well began to turn dark shades of the deepest black as well, taking him over more and more. "GAAAAAAAAH!" Kizaki screamed, revealing his canines which inched a bit longer, giving him a feral vampyric look. The darkness was corrupting his flesh, and he was truly harness the entire yang side of the yin& yang manifestations.

He was upon the summit of fully mastering the Do style completely. The greatest of the dark hadouken's was brought into form, a feat rare by any taijutsu standard. The purplish orb burned with it's flaming plasma, the violet core swirling like a atomic atom fusing. He held within his hand's a true sun made of his pure anger. Negative destructive emotion brought from the 4th reality of the mental and into the 3rd dimension as a real quantum object. The meta-physical force he held here could wither and destroy anything it hit, and was something that if mastered would bring great reknown to those whom knew. His finger's cringed and flexed inwards as the star began to stabilize itself, having become complete within his grasp.

Kizaki studied the orb now, holding it he judged it was as heavy as something at least 40 ton's. This spoke volumes about just how strong Kizaki's body truly was in order to hold this bright devils star and not end up victom to his own hatred. He had mastered self both positive and negative now. And so with a dark grin proceeding onto his lips, Kizaki would look back upwards to the sky above where Kizaki realized it was time to release the devastating hadouken. All he had to do was manage to fire it and it would be a complete technique."Alright...Let's do this..."

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Kizaki had finally opened his eyes now and would be looking out at the night sky. The air had ceased to draw in the purple orbs any more having completely solidified a proper metsu hadouken. The technique was strange in it's design but Kizaki certainly knew of it's potential power. It could wither anything it touched such was the compacted desire within the energy stored. All his emotions of all those years was condensed into the orb at his hands and was ready to annihilate. A strange mystical sound rang in the air as the orb now sustained itself. There was no way to send this orb back to where it had been drawn form now. It must be used Kizaki knew. His eye's darkly leering into the purple essence.

He shifted his feet slightly noticing as he slowly drew his hands back to position the orb behind him in order to get ready to propel it, that the shadow was still there. The purple flaming aura on his body led down into the actual orb itself as well. He was untouchable right now...able to hurt anything that got close to him. "It has taken so long to reach this pinnacle...all this energy Kizaki realized he held was a small product of most his entire life. He felt the coldness of his soul prepare itself for release. And so Kizaki let his finger's relax, widening as just under his breath he spoke, "Metsu..." As he did this Kizaki would flex his finger's tightly in a cringing fashion again.

Upon doing so the purple orb would begin to shake and send out intense vibrations as it became voltaile and alive! Suddenly everything purple around Kizaki became jet black! The orb of hadouken, the aura around his body...everything turned black as the emptiest darkness. "HADOUKEN!" Kizaki said as he thrust his hands forward towards the sky now. The orb of intense power suddenly fired forth into a huge ball of dark radiant energy with swirling purple neon particles radiating with red lightening bolts all around it. The ball flew outwards expanding to the size of a boulder as it shot out the roof, causing not only the entire top layer of the floor by a foot to tear into rubble and deepen into a deep crater, but it sucked all the debrie and the entire roof right up into the air after it, exposing the whole sky from above.

High above the village the evil mass would fly, distorting the air behind it and leaving a shimmering trail of transparent chakra. Tendrils of black prismatic run off was mingled in between as well and it appeared to be a star of purely evil intention. Kizaki would stand their, with his hand's quivering somewhat from the intense release of the technique. His palms seemed to have suffered upon releasing the technique, causing the skin to become burned and withered off on his palms and a little bit up his own fore arms. He cringed as thing's began to die down whilst his Metsu Hadouken continued to fly right out the atmosphere and into the realm of space. The energy wold never die out until it hit something physical he knew.

All around Kizaki there was dust and chunks of rubble falling down and crumbling apart from the intense power that had exited this room. Kizaki would drop down to his knees feeling the burning of his hand's and the pain of his focus leave his consciousness. He breathed in deeply and made himself calm down from the stresses he had endured to invoke such a power ball of energy. As he settled down the sky began to rain all around him. Kizaki just sat on his knees in it, feeling the cool rain drops hit his skin relaxing him more and bringing him back to earth. As he opened his eyes, he looked into a forming puddle and there he saw his right eye...it had become different now. The whites of his eye was no longer there, and he knew looking at what he'd become; he had mastered the evil energy of Yang.

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Learned

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Hyakurenko
Rank: "C"
Skill: TaiJutsu
Effect: The user performs a bunch of very fast slaps to his enemies upper body.
Special: ---
Drawback: ---
Description: A rapid attack used against an opponent in order to subdue the opponent with violent intent. User is able to perform 2 simple attacks per movement. With the final attack the user hits the opponent with the palm of their hand able to launch the opponent into the distance, however this distance is small. The technique sends an opponent back 5 meters, plus 2 meters for every class the user is higher than "C".
Limit: Must learn from a Master of Goutetsu 轟鉄 (Strong Iron), Must have Mastered Gōken 剛拳 (Strong Fist) - Sei Form

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Kizaki awoke the next day and began to resume his normal training regimen. He set himself up in the dojo once more, noticing through the sun's ray's of light that he had truly damaged this place. He recalled spending some money from his travel to grass in order to build the place up and now Kizaki would find himself in need of repairing the place. Never the less, he would tend to that later and his training first. Thus with a wide stance he separated his feet and punched hard into the ground, causing a slab of concrete to rise up in front of him. Putting a rock behind it, Kizaki took a stand before the rock slab and began to slam his fists slowly and methodically against the slab of rock. With each slapping push into the rock he realized that his nails where the darkest black now.

A strange feature that has taken over him Kizaki wondered at this conception. He had truly taken on a lot of dark energy in order to change like this. It would seem nothing had changed within him but he really did become somewhat of a monster in appearance. His sharp canines gave him a demonic look with his darkened eye's as well. The sound's of hard air vibrations rang out with applied pressure and gradual speed increase against the rock structure he trained on. He was tough indeed, and had a level of strength rarely seen by other's in the world. He was nearing almighty perfection...soon he would be a god and none would be able to trampel that which he chose to protect.

He had also done reasearch in his spare time at home, borrowing books from the library. This led him to the ability of studying for other thing's he could pursue. Pure power was a law of ambition in the world. These thought's caused Kizaki to increase his speed even more, ringing the air in the room with the sound of loud banging as dust began to jump from the earthen slab as his hands simultaneously beat the slab with his palms. The rock behind the slab stayed taught but was beginning to inch backwards causing Kizaki to have to step forward, slowly but surely. He stared beamingly with focus at the rock and imagined an enemy there.

In fact that was exactly what set off the strangest illusion he had ever seen. Kizaki suddenly saw a image of his father's face flicker for but a moment in the rock. He was so surprised he halted a hand right before slapping his father's head, but then he blinked and the image was gone. He frowned and looked around the room shortly before continuing his beating of the rock structure. His hand's slapped into the rock slab many a time, beating it senseless until his hands where then ablaze with speed. The machine gun rapid fire sound of slap's rang through the air as Kizaki caused cracks to form and small pebbles to jump off the rock slab. The movements where so fast that his hands seemed to literally become like 2 strikes for ever thrust.

His palms where everywhere, beating over the rock quickly. The sound shot into the air and Kizaki remained bent on trying to push this slab all the way across the room to the back wall. 4 hits...8 hits...10 hits...14 hits...16 hits...20 hits...22 hits...26 hit's! In just six seconds he had managed to rapidly fire off a bunch of heavy blows to the concrete slab faster then any human should have been able to. He normally would have fired of around thirteen strong well placed hits in that time but it seemed not so. He was able to perform with stronger arm strength which was something he attested to becoming much stronger lately. He finished and let his arm's rest, realizing that he had pressed the thick block all the way to the back of the room. The final strike had actually slammed the slab right up against the wall.

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Strangely enough, Kizaki found himself seeing the image of his father on the stone slab once again. The confusion that amounted was quickly replaced by intense anger. In fact the anger proceeded to cloud his mind more then he figured it would. Sharp clarity was narrowed to the rock, causing tunnel vision to occur. Kizaki slammed a quick rapid succession of palm slaps to the concrete slab sounding a ratatatatata noise through the dojo interior. His father's face leered aggressively at Kizaki, only further increasing Kizaki's desire to do harm. He felt the return of those passions from the other night when he had trained the Metsu Hadouken, and his mind became like on fire. His teeth seethed as he stepped forward and rapidly fired off another succession of palm hits to the concrete slab once again.

This further anger induced palm slapping caused Kizaki to push the concrete slab into the wall of the dojo now, causing slight cracks to web out from behind the slab. And then slowly his father's face seemed to swirl away into the stone and disappear. Kizaki frowned and made a fist back handing the slab over on it's side. Looking at the wall behind it he realized his father's image was gone. So this too infuriated him immensely for some reason. Kizaki began t ram his hands right into the wall there, causing it to break and fracture from his rapid fire palm slaps. And then he stopped with a double fisted slam of his hand's against the wall. He was acting way out of personality and so Kizaki decided it was time to take a meditative break.

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+3; Learned.

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Yi Zhi Jingang Fa (Diamond Finger)
Rank: "C"
Skill: Supplementary / TaiJutsu
Effect: The method of "Diamond Finger" is a hard exercise that strengthens the external components. It belongs to the hard force of Yang. When the exercise attains its aim, it is possible to knock a hole in the chest with a finger and injure the internal organs. When mastering this exercise, one should train daily along a wall, or a tree trunk. Other objects may be used as well.
Special: ---
Drawback: ---
Description: It is necessary to strike with the forefinger at a wall or other objects, starting with a slight blow and increase the force gradually. Do not interrupt and do not stop training. It is the first stage on the path of mastership. The skin tears off as the muscles and sinews swell and hurt. It is however necessary to continue training for a long time without any hesitation and doubts. The soft skin becomes hard. After dedication of learning and training the finger will become like a tree trunk. If one strikes at some object with their finger a visible finger print is left on it. A blow at a wood can make it hollow from within as a blow along stone can break it. A blow along human contact may inflict a serious wound. Train this exercise diligently and concentrate the efforts only on one matter as the skill will become perfect. One must train within both fingers to make them both perfect.
Limit: Must learn from a master of Dian Xue Shu.

In his anger Kizaki had not noticed the figure of a man coming to the door of his dojo. The man was older it seemed, and had a long beard, as well as a neat bun tied atop his head for a beard. He was extremely feeble looking it seemed, and so quiet when he entered even Kizaki did not realize he had come in. Turning on the spot, Kizaki would leer to the elderly man. He wore a simple garb, with timid looking eyes and even walked with a cane. His garb was half white and half black as he had a split image of the yin yang on his upper shirt. "You there must be the man known as Kizaki...I have been seeing some very strange and powerful thing's in the village lately...I decided to take a look into where and whom is causing these thing's and I believe by the look of this place that you are the cause...am I right?"

Kizaki looked at the old man and then sternly walked up to him feeling frustrated that an old beggar should come boldly into his dojo. "I am training so you will have to leave old man..." But as Kizaki approached the elder, he would come to find the man very swift for his decrepit look. With quick and stern movement, some how swifter then anything Kizaki knew within his aqccess to the gates, the old man would hit Kizaki upon his chest in three locations and then relax to walk around a paralyzed body. Kizaki grunted but couldn't move for some reason and watched the man walk around the room with his surveying eyes. Then coming full around to Kizaki's front side again the old man tapped his forehead again releasing him from the paralysis.

Kizaki gasped for air and gripped at his chest. He ran his mind over what had just happened and then realized something: He had stumbled upon a practicioner of the famous DIan Xue shu! "I know who you are now...you are a wielder of the infamous Dian xue shu style! But...how can that be, here hidden in this village?" Kizaki wondered out loud in amazement. The old man turned to Kizaki and smiled. "Don't worry about my history right now...instead worry about knowing yourself and the way you have saturated yourself with Yang energies...-", Here Kizaki threw his hands to the ground and began to bow, but the old man stuck his cane swiftly under Kizaki's head. "-NO! You are as well a master of the martial art's and shall become a future master of the style...do not worry, I've come willing and ready to teach you...even had you refrained I would make you learn...because i am old...too old to continue holding the secrets of my craft...but you, I have witnessed from the last few night's are very capable...perhaps the only one capable in this village of learning this art..."

Kizaki carefully rose and still bowed his head while standing. "I see...master...allow me to still show respect to you then...even as a master...but more as a wizened elder....I would enjoy learning of the fabled style..." The old man scoffed at this with a wicked laugh. "Oh yes...Oh I know you would...but the basics come first before calling yourself a wielder let alone practitioner...hmph you cannot even be a student under me unless you are built proper...So then...I want you to show me the sturdiness of your finger's...the old man said as he knelt down and furiously jabbed his finger's into the ground tearing up a solid three foot shunk of rock. Kizaki moved forth to yank the chunk up and then with a tap of the cane the master instructed: "You shall learn my name...if you can poke through this stone all the way to the bottom and break this in half...finger's only..."

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Kizaki nodded at his master and then positioned himself over the three foot thick stone. He poked his right hand index finger to it as hard as he could and instantly broke one of the meta carpels. Kizaki cringed in pain and then tried his left hand, jabbing into the rock from a more straight trajectory. Nothing happened though a thick sounding thud rang through the room. Trying once again, Kizaki would pound his hand at the rock again harder then last time breaking the finger once more. He moved to his middle finger's and continued from there, slamming those finger's into the rock yet he broke them after a few bold attempts too. The truth was, Kizaki was not going to get this down in the first day no matter how good and strong he was with his fist and other body parts. His actual finger's where just not trained like the knuckles where.

So he would end up spending an entire month of training everyday from sun up to sun down until his finger's began to stiffen up and show result's. He paused in his time doing missions during this sojourn and stopped practicing the Goutetsu arts. He set another month on top of that, and another month again, all the way until the fourth month of time had passed. Then one morning Kizaki came in and set to the stone again which by now had been drilled at least one third of the way through. Kizaki would crack his knuckles and then begin to jab his fingers into the stone repeatedly until chips and dust began to break away from it. The master would sit on a simple stone he had long erected for his bones to rest upon whilst watching Kizaki practice.

Kizaki's hand's rammed repeatedly into the hard stone, causing the palms to become masked in grey dust as his diamond stiff finger's chipped at the rock. In the time spent doing this he had learned a level of patience in chipping at the rock, making the process which would seem grueling not so bad to endure. Bit's and chunk's of the stone flew around the room as his hand's railed into the stone, and the ground around it had long since piled with rubble and silt piles. The smell of concrete permeated the air along with sweat in the room. The master sat on his stone slab and was currently sipping some tea whilst reading a newspaper of the village events. "Indeed...you are about to sunder the rock...by the by...you may call me Master Soi-fong".

The moment that Kizaki had heard this to his amazement he slammed a thrust into the rock, causing a slight crack to reach through the material. Kizaki would stop on amazement. This whole time he had began to stop thinking about actually progressing and just focus on actually doing the work. His finger's didn't exactly feel different though they where very calloused, and numb to pain these days. Kizaki shook his head and then realized he was stopping for nothing; he was almost done. So he kept piercing into the stone with renewed vigor now. His finger's thrust harshly into the stone, causing plume's of dust to fly into the air until Kizaki suddenly raised a carefully poised right hand and studied the inside of the stone.

Then he would thrust downwards with acute trajectory. The finger's sunk right into the rock and hit right dead center to a crack in the rock, causing it to break and split apart. Kizaki then would then pause with wide eye's realizing he had finally finished the first task that had taken so fricken long for him to manage. This was such a big achievement to him but still it was only the beginning of a long road to travel. He couldn't believe this, he truly had sundered right into the stone and managed to break it with intelligent prediction. Standing to fist pump the air Kizaki would approach his master and show his hands to him. His master quirked a brow looking at an ecstatic Kizaki before he would then nod and ask what his name was.

At this Kizaki drew a blank and scratched his head, "uh...I forgot hehe..." So master Soi-fong decided that was enough for that day. He told Kizaki to take the day off and tomorrow he'd remind him and teach the next lesson.

[Fui]

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Bo Ding Gong (Pulling Out a Nail)
Rank: "C"
Skill: Supplementary / TaiJutsu
Effect: The exercise "Pulling out Nails" belongs to hard external training, it is the hard yang force. It is one of the exercises which develop skill of hands, the locking force of thumb, forefinger and middle finger. The exercise is very simple. It is neccessary to take a thick unabi or jujube board, knock 108 nails with length of about 3 cuns (ten cms) into it and pull them out with the thumb and forefinger.
Special: ---
Drawback: ---
Description: If you can pull out nails with your hand, that is the end of the first stage on the way to mastership. Then, drive nails into a wooden board, sprinkle them with water, wait when the nails become rusty and pull them out as it was described above. If you are able to pull out nails with your hand, your skill has reached the highest point. It is a difficult exercise at the first stage, the skin bursts, blisters bleed, that's why it is necessary to wash hands with warm solution of lake salt with other ingredients after you finish doing the exercise. One may pull out one thousand nails at the last stage. In a fight you can make locks with three fingers for vulnerable spots and heavily injure your enemy.
Limit: Must learn from a master of Dian Xue Shu.

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Next day after going home and returning to find his master ready and anticipating his student with the usual newspaper and cup of tea,Kizaki would walk up and formally bow while standing. This was a customary way of respecting a master and elder without fully dropping to the floor. Often found respectable to those whom considered their pupil a master of other things. "Ok then my student...today you will see I have prepared a wall full of over a thousand nail's. Your job now will be to strengthen the actual hand's by pulling all of them out...proceed". And at This Kizaki turned to find that one of the wall's of the dojo was literally lined with ton's upon ton's of shiny nail heads securely embedded right into the wall's of the facility.

Kizaki approached the wall's as he saw them and looked upon them with great awe. So many of them and they had all been pushed into the concrete literally right to their heads. Kizaki flexed his hands and studied the wall for a moment trying to finger out how to retract the nails and then he realized the wall was made of concrete. So he simply took his finger's and thrust deep into the concrete and ripped a few nails out pretty quickly with ease. However he was stopped by master Soi-fong whom put the nail back into the wall and instructed that Kizaki attempt this only by pulling and not by breaking the concrete wall itself. So Kizaki began his harsh and grueling effort's for the rest of the day not even capable of tugging out more then ten nails.

His master had certainly stuck the nails strongly right into the wall so that Kizaki could not pull them out at all with great ease. He struggled for many weeks until after one lone month Kizaki had only managed to tug out a hundred nails from a thousand left. He went home every day at the end of training as dictated by his master and had to let his hands soak in ice buckets from the intense cramps that his hands had suffered from these exorcises. Over time of studying and tutelage, Kizaki learned that the muscles of the hand where actually th most limber and tender of the entire body. Strengthening these was unnatural to the human physique but in doing so, he learned that his grip would become vice like.

Over time, he passed into another month in taking the nails out of the wall. Over time he began to see improvements in his hands strength and his biceps became accustomed to leveraging against the tension applied to his finger's and hand's. Kizaki would begin to cover at least 50 nails a day with ease though his speed in yanking them out needed to improve more now. The second month had passed gruelingly and Kizaki had managed to finally get up to about 500 nails to be pulled out of the wall. Upon doing this Kizaki would begin to work at home late into the night as well. He took a bucket into the dojo with him and collected all the nails at the ended of the day, and at home he would slam them into a tree before taking them back out the next morning and into the dojo where he then continued to collect them at the end of the day again.

Kizaki finally came to the end of 2 months and 2 weeks training of grueling hand exorcises now. Each day his master would be their bright and early reading his newspaper and simply existing in his own peace while Kizaki stuck to dedication. Each morning he saw his master it motivated Kizaki's ego to try getting ahead in the training. He was going to master this style as best he could and take on the legacy of a Dian xue shu master. Kizaki continued to pull nails out the wall all the way down to his last 50 nails and he systematically ran through them. unfortunately he was forced to stop by his master at the final five nails. This taught patience and discipline to his mind his mastered instructed the next day after sending a very frustrated Kizaki on to home. After an apology Kizaki was enabled t take the last five nails out of the wall, thus moving on to the next lesson!

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Not really seeing much training going on in this training, seeing more filler text and quick question. I assume you are making this flash back training? Cause you're like travelling months in at a time which is kinda weird haha.

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Kizaki continued to pick nails out of the tree at home that he had placed into it. His finger's hurting from the long day of already taking nail's out of a tree for hour's on end had caused his hand's to became very sore. Luckily he had been training in these techniques for a long time now. One after another he plucked the shiny nails right from the tree trunk. When he yanked one out he would discard it into the metal bucket on the ground nearest him. They sounded like discarded kunai as they where pulled and piled onto each other by the ten's and hundreds. The tree was rittled with holes and Kizaki felt proud he had developed and continued to developed the way he had. And he would continue to grow until he stood at the top of heaven.

One day he would be strong enough to change the world he figured as he continued to yank the long thin nails from out of the tree trunk. Again the skin on his fingertips was become raw even though the tips where very calloused by now. It took him a level of focus and meditation on only the task and not the pain to keep going. But that was okay, because every nail he had pulled out from this tree meant he would rise more and more into the preparedness for the true training. Sweat drenched his forehead, and he strayed not on wiping it away still. Only the task mattered...only growth would see him through. And as he focused on these thing's ignoring pain, he would yank the last nail from the tree.

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