Art of the Deour~ (Gator + Training FTW)

B ranked Missing-Ninja

With the speed of the behemoth’s movements long since passed him, Mokuzen began to fall to a single knee as he finally reached the area he had wanted to rest upon. The ground beneath was much more dense then he originally gave it credit for as he began to plant his chakra into his legs for a moment. With the pressure of the earth backing against his feet Mokuzen began to perform a single circular kick against the winds as though aiming at the torso of a foe that didn’t stand before him all the while.

The speed of the kick as it pressed against the winds was enough for his leg to feel as though it was going to be ripped against the winds themselves all the while he attempted to maintain his balance. The speed of his own kick was enough for his leg to feel as though it was going to detach itself from his body all the while the red hot layer of chakra that he generated made it impossible for him to land the blow onto anything without worry of cutting it in half. The amount of chakra that his technique demanded was more than enough for him to lose control over himself to the point that he was unable to even link together his movements as he had wanted.

By his side sat the same gator whom he had watched before as he rode atop it’s back. He was kind enough to drag him to this area rather than taking him to the proper area. He watched with his golden eyes attached to Mokuzen all the while he noticed the missing shinobi attach his heel to the ground attempting to stop the force from his jutsu prior to this technique.

The mud of the area made for a very well balanced training area, yet for some reason Mokuzen was unhappy with how his training had been coming out for some time. The speed of his techniques had been progressing at the rate he wished for them to, yet for some reason the control over that speed began to grow more and more difficult as the days progressed. From the training he attempted to gain from practicing his high speed techniques while on the back of his ‘friend’ to the point in time he had now, something about the training seemed to get harder and harder for him as time progressed.

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B ranked Missing-Ninja

As if in the movements of a dance, Mokuzen began to coat the ends of his bows with a heavy amount of chakra all the while the dense and thick mud beneath his feet made it next to impossible for him to move as fluid as he had hoped. The stress from having his heels buried in roughly three feet of mud made it harder and harder for him to move through the dense and heavy area, not to mention he had the feeling that eyes had managed to attach themselves onto him some time ago.

The gator whom had attached itself to him for some reason was now simply watching him all the while spiraling about the water with a heavy grin atop his face. A grin as though he was enjoying watching Mokuzen’s filthy appearance get worse and worse as the mud attached itself onto his pale white flesh all the while he attempted to practice his fighting techniques with the image of a giant such as himself attaching onto him emotionally and glaring at him. Had it not been for his size, there was a pretty good chance that Mokuzen would have long since had eaten the damn thing.

With a heavy force of chakra pressing against his body, Mokuzen began to notice that he was now ready to attempt the thrust of his bow against the air around him. A slight increase of his angle was made as he began to throw a short yet powerful thrust into the wind with the hopes of cutting through it, with nothing more than the strength of his bow needed. The pressure began to grow and grow more intense as his power began to flow throughout his own body, the constant upbeat of the winds cutting against his pale white body.

The recoil of the technique was not as great or heavy as he originally gave it credit for, yet for some reason the amount of chakra he began to expand started to make him grow more and more tired with the time of his training. Maybe it was the amount of chakra he had burned through attempting to master the large range of the newer techniques. All the while he felt the chakra escaping his body in waves as the beast beside him watched over him as though attempting to speak to him only to fall silent for a moment.

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B ranked Missing-Ninja

“T’ay t’ad” The giant beast who stood beside the murky waters with a grin atop his face as though he had already eaten his fill of food for the time being. A grin that acted as though he had the answer to anything and everything that was going on before him, yet for some reason Mokuzen wanted nothing to do with the beast aside from him taxing him from one point to another. So he would continue to act as though he didn’t understand the words spoken by the beast all the while he continued his training with himself.

However, the pressure that his body had undergone had turned out to become too much as Mokuzen began to look over to the beast noticing that his vision had gotten to be somewhat heavy. The image of the beast seemed to multiple itself time and time again as Mokuzen began to notice that something was now horribly wrong. The overall training for the day was finished, yet for some reason his body was too tired to enjoy such a feat as having managed to go out of his way to practice such a high level of skills.

With a heavy glare atop his eyes, Mokuzen looked over to the beast who was attempting to help him before prior to him speaking to the being as though confused and lost within the moment that he had drawn himself into. “Ha…” He spoke from his rough gray lips as he attempted to make his way over to the area. The wind chapping his lips with each and every word he spoke to the beast, dizzy from the lack of chakra that his body seemed to have at the point in time.

“T’a t’unnin t’low t’on t’nergy?” He spoke as Mokuzen continued to stumble forward as though unable to clearly understand the context or the words spoken by the giant beast who rested beside him. As though a reflex Mokuzen began to raise a single hand up to the beast and plant his palms against it. His chakra began to flow through his palms as the lack of energy he began to sense over the time being made itself return to his body.

The energy that the beast held within his body now entered into Mokuzen without any issues or problems, the constant flow between the beast and Mokuzen was very easy and simple to create. His vision began to return to its original state all the while he noticed that something about this was somewhat odd. The beast had a heavy grin atop his face all the while he watched Mokuzen attempt to perform his technique to replenish his lack of chakra over the time. “T’urry t’p t’e t’ot t’laces t’a t’o t’fter t’his…” The beast spoke as he began to lower his head so that Mokuzen could get atop with no issues or problems.

With a slight grab onto the rough leathery flesh of the beast, Mokuzen began to chuckle as his chakra had returned to its original state. The amount of energy he had gained from the beast made him feel as though he was a brand new man, yet for some reason his stamina had begun to dwindle over the time he had spent training so he was unable to stand up with his normal composure that he held before. Moving himself atop the back of the gator and laying down making his glance up towards the sky, Mokuzen began to speak to the beast as he began to close his eyes in rest for just a moment. “Take me to the closest little village, I’m dirty as hell and tired…” He spoke as he rested his eyes for the first time in days.

Jutsu trained.

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