Seiko smiled as he looked at the training field before him. He walked slowly and suredly towards the brown stump before him. He stared at it for a moment, remembering when someone told him that you could tell how old a tree was by counting the rings on it's inside... He smiled at the thought of innocent ideas of a simpler time. Seiko jumped into the air, and did a flip. He landed slower than gravity should permit him, in a meditative pose. His smile faded and his eye lids slowly closed over his eyes. His hands folded together across his legs, as he sat cross legged. He began to focus his chakra. he channeled it throughout his body, extending to every inch. Every pore. This technique would require him to release chakra through his pores, versus through his mouth. Although he used mainly regular chakra, there was a small amount of fire chakra that formed the core of the technique. Seiko slowly released the chakra from his body, keeping a steady, albeit tiny flow going from all his pores. He then released an even smaller amount of fire chakra from all his pores. The result was a combustion of the chakra, but on that level. Thusly, the fire was not very hot at all, only about 104 degrees at max. Still it glowed a bright orange, and would appear incredibly painful to onlookers. Seiko smiled. He'd never have to buy a winter coat again.