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- Solo - 5 EXP per post, Max of 3 posts per day.
Training Ground - Bonus +5 EXP per post due to training grounds.
The training grounds that surrounding him were silent, as they always were when he came here. The small clearing was covered in the signs of his constant work, footprints, areas the grass parted where he would practice stretching and meditation to ease his body, slowly building it up over the days that ticked away slowly.
How many times had he come here, in the past few months after his graduation? The Raikage and other Jounin had struggled to place him in a proper squad due to how weak his body was, he had been forced to push himself slowly over these months in order to better himself for that very reason. Yet, he could not deny that the results had finally begun to show themselves. He was still incredibly thin, but it was no longer to the point of being skin and bone. Instead, he would more likely describe himself as being more "lean" than "fragile".
Certainly, he still didn't hold the body of a true warrior by any means, but at the very least he had shown considerable evolution, and now there was something that he could do in order to build on exactly that. The technique he had been carefully practicing was a simple stance that was designed for a single purpose; to release the bodies built up power through powerful singular blows. No sporadic movements or feints, it was designed to end a fight as quickly as possible through potent, short blows.
In short, it was entirely the opposite of his normal style in combat, though he approved of the idea of trying to "kill with every attack", that was the only part of this he could really approve of. However, that was why it was key that he learn the styles in question. Getting the styles that he knew he would be the worst at, out of the way first, would allow him to hold that much more control and appreciation when it came to creating styles he would rather utilize.
Similarly, he practiced Taijutsu as a last resort, as well as knowing that holding a strong body was core in order to properly support a strong mind. If someone got close enough to him that he needed to utilize Taijutsu to defeat them or create distance, then he needed to have every weapon in his arsenal there for him to utilize such.
Releasing a slow breath, he would shift himself, his new muscles controlling well as he raised both of his hands up and forming a fist in each, his palms facing one another with his left raised slightly above his right. Smoothly, his legs would splay out, carefully measuring the footing of his body to balance himself properly and keep one knee ready behind for the powerful blows involved with the style.
Finally, he began. He had seen the style now, countless times, and watched every time the users had shifted their weight to deliver a crushing blow. Studied the theories, memorized the motions, each time dedicating it all to his mind to better improve himself afterward. Now was no different, and as he clenched his hands he would feel the way his muscles shifted as he formed his fists tighter than before.
When he had first begun this training, he could barely properly hold a basic fighting stance, or throw a simple punch. But now he could feel the shift, the way his weight moved from one point to the next with his footing and angle of his body. For a brief moment, he was reminded of the effort he had poured into himself to reach this point, and for a single instant, he felt an odd stirring in his chest, a fluttering in his stomach. It was an odd thing, an emotion he couldn't label.
Accomplishment, perhaps? That seemed correct, however, he had no need for such a thing, and so even as his muscles clenched, even as he stepped forward and released a powerful open palm, he buried the feeling. There was no point in it, no, he had far more to accomplish before he could ever dream of feeling something as idiotic as pride. His palm smashed into the training dummy, and he felt it crack.
That was nothing special, it had happened in the past. But it was different, his hand didn't sting, his arm didn't ache from a single blow. No, the dummy held a single dent in its padding, and he was able to slowly clench his hand without issue afterward. His expression remained blank, bland, and yet slowly his fist tightened as his gaze narrowed on the dummy. He could do it, today, he would master this stance, and when he did he would continue his evolution.
He would continue to grow stronger. With this thought, his fist smashed into the training dummy, again, and again. Each blow grew more focused, his aim grew sharper, his movements more fluid. The stance was raw power, and yet there was more to it than that he discovered the longer he practiced it. If he wished to ensure his blow landed with maximum power, he had to shift his body properly. His limbs had to adjust properly, his weight had to transfer from his legs and into his core before being released into his shoulders and arm.
Using his entire body as a weapon, feeling the thud each time he landed a hit, the hum of adrenaline, of his blood pumping through his body and pushing him to his limits. It was a sensation that Mako had never once managed in his life, but now, here, he could feel it. His body was no longer weak, he could fight, he could move, he could become strong.
This stance, this jutsu, it was only his first step toward that goal, and as he felt his body continue to shift-- raining blows down against the dummy, his eyes ignited with a light that had never been there. It was his technique now, and soon, he would grow ever more. This was just the beginning, and the next few hours of dedicated effort would seal the point of that thought.
Jutsu Learned: 1028/100 Words
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- Name: Arhat Fist
Rank: D
Power: C
Activation Cost: N/A
Upkeep Cost: 3
Range: Self
Speed: N/A
Element: N/A
Skill: Taijutsu
Classification: Open
Requirements: C rank strength w/o taijutsu skill or D rank with the taijutsu skill.
Parent Technique: N/A
Hand Seals: N/A
Description: This style of combat focuses on simple physical attacks such as palm strikes, shoulder thrusts, knee strikes, and punches. The style uses brute strength to achieve its goals, keeping things simple by not attempting extended combination attacks. Instead it uses single attacks or short combinations with power behind them instead of speed, packing enough strength with some users to shatter large rocks. Boosts strength by one tier with the taijutsu skill and by one plus without it.
Weaknesses: The boosts are lowered by -- if the user doesn't have the taijutsu skill. Their speed is also lowered by - if they don't possess the Taijutsu Skill to represent their lack of true effort in mastering their body.