Akahira's Training Spot [Private Pm to Join]

Its a large factory with several other joining rooms, looking to be abandoned by scientists of some sort. After doing some looking around and exploring he assumed it was an old training room that got left behind when the scientists got better jobs, or moved away. He had to do some work on the panel but he was amazed at what the room could do. It had a feature that when training, you could set any amount of opponents, any type of environment, with any type of weather. He like the idea and cleaned the place up, now using it as his own personal training spot.

He had come in and put in his choice into the panel. He wanted a heavily forested training grounds, with twenty opponents. He then put into the panel to separate the twenty opponents into encampments of four, with five opponents in each encampment. Two of these encampments were going to be set for offensive fighting and they were going to be 50 yards apart. The other two encampments were going to be set for defensive fighting and were going to be set 75 yards apart. He hit the enter button and then it began. He dashed off into the forest and began his training.

After dashing around and setting up his own little camp, scouting, and setting traps, he ran into the first encampment. He smirked as the fun was starting. Half the fun was not knowing and he didn't know if they were a defense encampment or an offense encampment. He circled the area twice and then stopped, perched in a tree branch above the encampment. He spotted two of the five opponents having a discussion, while the others must have been inside their tents.

He made a loop out of some ninja wire and lowered it down. He waited patiently until the other guy had turned around then quickly caught the other guy around his neck, pulling up on the string. The loop tightened around his neck and he went flying up into the tree tops. The other guy turned around, and sensing now a threat, called for the other. Akahira dropped out of the tree tops and smirked at the 4 remaining opponents.

They instantly spread out in a circle around him, taking offensive stances. One was equipped with a spear and another with a sword, the remaining two were only using their taijutsu. He stood still waiting until finally two of the opponent, the ones with the weapons attacked first. The one with the spear lunged at him, then seconds later so did the one with the sword. Akahira ducked out of the way of the spear lunge and spun around quickly, to the opponent back.

He sent two quick, open-palmed strikes with small wind bursts. One strike hit the arm and shoulder area, the force causing the spear to fly out of his hands, and just like Akahira wanted, straight into the other opponent with the sword, who dropped dead. The second strike followed up, hitting the point were the opponents back and neck met. The force was precise enough to obliterate that part of his spine and the opponent crumpled to the ground, paralyzed for good.

He began to roll out of the way, knowing one of the last two opponents had to be behind him now. He reacted too slow though, and caught a kick to the back of the head. He went rolling forward in a black, foggy haze. His head spun and everything was fuzzy. He shook his head and tried to focus.

He blinked once and everything was back into view only for him to see another opponent charging at him. With lucky reflex he side stepped, just barely avoiding a punch that would have put him out. Instead he grabbed the arm, crouched alittle for balance and leverage, then flung him over his shoulder head first into a tree. He stood up and looked over at the last remaining opponent. The bellowed a war cry and then charged.

Akahira got into his Phantom Dance stance, applying precise and controlled wind nature to his hands and feet. The opponent let out two strike aimed for his ribs but Akahira blocked them, then thrusted the opponents arms downwards, leaving his neck open for an attack. He went to send a swift punch to the neck of his opponent but the opponent let his downward momentum carry him to the ground, out of the strikes harm. He rolled away then hopped back up and charged at Akahira again. This time Akahira was going to end it.

Akahira charged too, meeting him. He attacked his opponent with a flurry of puches and kicks. The opponent tried to defend and counter but Akahira's persistence and pressure in offensive fighting caught him, eventually landing a open handed chop to the torso. His hand didn't hit but the invisible field of wind chakra around his hand gave him a cut on his chest. Akahira didn't stop though, and he kept attacking and attacking until he landed the finishing blow, a punch straight to the forehead with wind, the force causing a loud crack and the opponents skull was split in some place.

The opponent dropped to the ground, convulsing and writhing until finally he lay still forever. Akahira smirked then turned around, heading back to his own base for a rest, and then he would set off to find the other encampments.

Style~Lesser Phantom Dance

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