[glow=#80FFFF][color=#40BFFF][b]Majutsudo | Forward Momentum[/b][/color][/glow]
[i]D-Rank Discipline Taijutsu[/i]
The practitioner has trained their ability to redirect their movement in any direction or action without delay or penalty to their speed.
[glow=#80FFFF][color=#40BFFF][b]Majutsudo | Takedown[/b][/color][/glow]
[i]D-Rank Maneuver Taijutsu[/i]
The practitioner throws their shoulder into the sternum of their target, utilizing all their power and body weight to create optimal force strong enough to knock anyone equal or less than the practitioner's [Strength] off their feet. If the opponent is far weaker than the practitioner (greater than 5) they will have their sternums broken and the wind knocked out of them on impact.
[glow=#80FFFF][color=#40BFFF][b]Majutsudo | Guarding Strike[/b][/color][/glow]
[i]D-Rank Maneuver Taijutsu[/i]
Leaning into an attack, the practitioner swings their forearms up to block an incoming attack, simultaneously using the swing momentum of their block, transferring it into the striking object at their full [Strength]. To work to it's fullest effect, the practitioner must have enough [Speed] to intercept the incoming strike.
[glow=#80FFFF][color=#40BFFF][b]Majutsudo | Hammer Strike[/b][/color][/glow]
[i]D-Rank Maneuver Taijutsu[/i]
The practitioner locks both fists together and slams down at an opponent with tremendous force causing them to hurdle downwards into the ground at [Strength]. This move is so powerful it can cause the opponent to lodge into the surface beneath them if it has less strength than the practitioner- even equally matched opponents finding their feet sunken into the dirt and impacting their momentum momentarily.
[glow=#80FFFF][color=#40BFFF][b]Majutsudo | Stable Footing[/b][/color][/glow]
[i]C-Rank Discipline Taijutsu[/i]
The practitioner is trained to a point of second-nature in fighting on disadvantageous terrain such as shakey-ground, sand, mud, or ice. They achieve this by maintaining a great balance and centering themselves such that they can still move to their full capabilities.
[glow=#80FFFF][color=#40BFFF][b]Majutsudo | One-Inch Power[/b][/color][/glow]
[i]C-Rank Discipline Taijutsu[/i]
The practitioner is trained both mentally and physically to utilize most the muscles in their body, allowing them to easily utilize their entire body equally in addition to creating kinematic chains and deliver their full strength even when they have less than an inch of distance to physically move.
[glow=#80FFFF][color=#40BFFF][b]Majutsudo | Double Tap[/b][/color][/glow]
[i]C-Rank Maneuver Taijutsu[/i]
The practitioner throws two straight punches in rapid succession with a tight speed, impacting the exact same spot twice. The attack appears almost like a single strike.
[glow=#80FFFF][color=#40BFFF][b]Majutsudo | Grappling Combo[/b][/color][/glow]
[i]C-Rank Maneuver Taijutsu[/i]
The practitioner will grab onto something loose on the opponent such as clothing, a belt, or a cape and pull the opponent in suddenly at [Strength] while simultaneously striking at their head with the opposite hand. They will then pull the thing use to grapple over the opponents head and attempt to throw them to the ground.
[glow=#80FFFF][color=#40BFFF][b]Majutsudo | Equalizing Strike[/b][/color][/glow]
[i]B-Rank Maneuver Taijutsu[/i]
[i]Prerequisite:[/i][glow=#80FFFF][color=#40BFFF][b]Majutsudo | One-Inch Power[/b][/color][/glow]
The practitioner will make a counter-clockwise circular movement towards the incoming strike of an opponent, striking them from the inside put pushing their appendage outwards. Despite the movement being minimal and small, it has tremendous force, but more importantly takes advantage of the opponents strength via timing and positioning allowing a user to push an incoming strike off-course even with a -7 strength deficit.
[Training] The Chosen One
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[Training] The Chosen One
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[Training] The Chosen One
Mariya had watched her father train- he had a particular ability to quickly adjust his course and move on a dime that she found quite interesting. It was a very attractive ability and one she wished to learn if she was to become a stronger combatant and learn mastery over Taijutsu. From what she could tell their were different ways of doing this. The Bannon Taiga of Konohagakure used explosive strength to let him accelerate at all times. Fanho seemed to make use of slides and never stoping. Her father, utilized something similar. Through pivots and what not he made sure he was always moving. He would throw himself and time his step such that the momentum staid constant.
Mariya was certain between all the examples she had so far she could train her body and mind to work as one and insure that she was always moving at a more optimal speed. That having been said, she decided to get to it. How it basically worked out was that she would need to hit a few courses- agility courses. It would mainly be a game of learning how to move, how to swing, how to feel. Something like that.
Mariya started by running fast. And when she ran fast she made sure she would be able to turn fast. When she mastered turning fast she worked on jumping fast. And when she jumped fast she worked on sliding. Turning. Everything you could think of. Getting her body used to moving at those speeds and making those actions was indeed quintessential after all. Once she was certain she was ready, she would make her moves.
Next came training herself to optimize her movements and optimize how she do this. Again, she looked at twitch reflexes. She trained her twitch muscles similar to a sprinter or Taiga. Utilizing her strength to accelerate on a dime. She then looked at Fang’s methodology of keeping in constant movement- almost like parkour. And finally, she looked at her fathers method. He strung together movements that put him constantly in full momentum, using those to keep his speed even when he did things like sealing. It was clever. By the end of it, Mariya had become certain that she had trained her ability to redirect her movement in any direction or action without delay or penalty to her speed and she was certain she would be able to easily match her opponents.
407 for Majutsudo | Forward Momentum
The Lightning’s Shadow was a pretty incredible fighting style- Mariya had inspected her father while he fought carefully with her sharingan. She could see how the style made perfect use of his ninjutsu cloaks. Of his eclectic movements. Of kinesis, even his hit and run style. It became her goal to implement something very similar to this but utilizing her own style- something akin to Sorcerer’s Fist. It was the power of using magic and fists.
Mariya particularly like this move of her father where he would lunge into a tackle, throwing his shoulder into their chest. The way it used his speed over his strength but turned his momentum into a weapon greatly interested her; and it had a devastating effect on opponents usually taking them off their feet or breaking their sternum if they were on the weaker side. Mariya would hope to copy this, but with the idea that she could use her ninjutsu to deal a greater amount of damage.
Creating a ton of clones and utilizing training dummies, Mariya would learn how to do this. First and most importantly she needed to train her ability to throw her shoulder into the opponent. When she mastered that it would be all about getting them to the ground. For hours and hours she tried this against the dummies until finally, she was able to knock them over. She practiced her aim on the clones making sure she could hit the sternum 90% of the time with a low standard deviation. When that was all done, she went back to the dummies. They were wood, sturdy. She would strike, strike, and strike again until she would break them. Building her power and learning to properly transfer it from her shoulder to the dummies was inetegral not only to gaining the exact power needed to knock anyone off their feat, but important to gaining the power needed to cause lasting damage. It took a very great deal of practice but eventually she was pretty successful at delivering a pretty consistent shoulder strike and knocking down the dummies. She was also successful at damaging them. With a few more days of work she was able to put the two together and achieve consistent results, and with that, she was certain he had mastered her move. Deciding its name was the last and final step. Easily, the name came to her. Takedown.
401 for Majutsudo | Takedown
The rhythmic thud of fists against heavy bags accompanied by the grunts and exhales of dedicated boxers honing their skills filled the air. To learn how to block appropriately, Mariya had been studying the pro-boxers of Kumogakure for weeks. Though they weren’t shinobi, their sport pushed non-chakra individuals to their limits and mastered the fundamental mechanics of the human body in combat. It was interesting to her. With a determined glint in her eyes, her stance unwavering, her guard up, she practiced against her own shadow. Boxing. She mirrored a particularly talented boxer Tadashi. From how she watched him he was a fortress of forearms. A fortress she wished to become. He had a symphony of controlled movements similar to a dance that levied his instinct and anticipation in order to fight, staying on his toes and doing well to deflect the onslaught of any incoming strike. To Mariya though, Tadashi’s movement wasn’t enough.
She watched him day after day, his forearms like shields forming an impenetrable barrier as he deflected the onslaught of punches from his competition. His arms keeping his face free of jabs, deflecting vicious crosses, and doing all it took to prevent him from ever knowing true pain. It was fascinating, but it begged the question. The momentum to move the arms to block was not trivial. So much power and force was created- and where did it go? It went into the air. Into nothing as the arms were turned into mini punching bags. Mariya wondered if, with the help of her super human abilities, she could push this further. To turn her blocking swings and forearms into attacks. Using the fist of an up swing, or jamming her forearm into the hand of an incoming punch to cause harm to the opponents wrist. Being mindful she was careful of her movements as she moved to the heavy bag. She had a clone let it go so it swung into her with full force. She worked on guarding tightly and creating a shield wall with her arms, and slowly, worked on using her movement and carrying the momentum all the way through into her counter attack.
Eventually she had managed to do this quite well and in a repeated motion, to a point where she ripped a whole in the bag with her forearm when it swung by releasing a torrent of sand out onto the gym floor. Confident, she believed she mastered her counter-attack block strike.
412 for Majutsudo | Guarding Strike
The rhythmic thud of fists against heavy bags were yet again high in the air. This time there was less grunts and exhales though, but still just as many dedicated boxers honing their skills. Mariya in particular this time was focused on a boxer named Kuro. He was a pro-boxer. A normie without chakra, but still a marvel of athleticism and peak human performance. Kuro, different to Tadashi, was more of a power boxer. His immense strength and power let him do incredible things that frequently surprised Mariya. She had watched him box a man and do a splendid move, where leaping off the ropes he raised both hands over his head and in a cleaving motion brought his two locked fists down onto the mans head like an axe. The power was unbelievable and the speed blinding, and in a moment, the other man crumbled to the ground as his body bounced on the soft padded floor of the ring. Incredible, really. Mariya, in her stance, would copy the motion with her hands locked together. She swung them like the Olympian god swung his hammer upon his mighty anvil, her imaginary opponent the sword he so did shape. It was simple enough to mimic this movement and simple enough to imagine the pattern of striking. She would become a hammer. She would hammer down any nail that stuck up. A new question arose though. When a hammer struck a nail it sank into the object it was on top of. Like a nail, the pressure was all transferred from the head down to the foot, aligned in a smaller space to jam down. Now, Mariya realized humans were not exactly sharp, nor were their pressure points that tall. But she had to wonder, on wet dirt like mud, or sand, or given a soft floor, could she hammer someone down like a nail? Getting to work she would start with a dummy, then a heavy bag, and finally, to simulate a normal person, a ballistics dummy. Locking both fists above her head while over a sand pit at a training park, she would slam them down with tremendous force causing the ballistic dummy to slink down towards the ground. In addition to the damage to the head of the dummy, it’s feet dug right into the sand of the pit, sinking down to about one height before stopping completely. Mariya noted that was sorta cool, then decided she’d mastered the new skill she was after good enough to call it good for the session.
425 for Majutsudo | Hammer Strike
Mariya was certain between all the examples she had so far she could train her body and mind to work as one and insure that she was always moving at a more optimal speed. That having been said, she decided to get to it. How it basically worked out was that she would need to hit a few courses- agility courses. It would mainly be a game of learning how to move, how to swing, how to feel. Something like that.
Mariya started by running fast. And when she ran fast she made sure she would be able to turn fast. When she mastered turning fast she worked on jumping fast. And when she jumped fast she worked on sliding. Turning. Everything you could think of. Getting her body used to moving at those speeds and making those actions was indeed quintessential after all. Once she was certain she was ready, she would make her moves.
Next came training herself to optimize her movements and optimize how she do this. Again, she looked at twitch reflexes. She trained her twitch muscles similar to a sprinter or Taiga. Utilizing her strength to accelerate on a dime. She then looked at Fang’s methodology of keeping in constant movement- almost like parkour. And finally, she looked at her fathers method. He strung together movements that put him constantly in full momentum, using those to keep his speed even when he did things like sealing. It was clever. By the end of it, Mariya had become certain that she had trained her ability to redirect her movement in any direction or action without delay or penalty to her speed and she was certain she would be able to easily match her opponents.
407 for Majutsudo | Forward Momentum
The Lightning’s Shadow was a pretty incredible fighting style- Mariya had inspected her father while he fought carefully with her sharingan. She could see how the style made perfect use of his ninjutsu cloaks. Of his eclectic movements. Of kinesis, even his hit and run style. It became her goal to implement something very similar to this but utilizing her own style- something akin to Sorcerer’s Fist. It was the power of using magic and fists.
Mariya particularly like this move of her father where he would lunge into a tackle, throwing his shoulder into their chest. The way it used his speed over his strength but turned his momentum into a weapon greatly interested her; and it had a devastating effect on opponents usually taking them off their feet or breaking their sternum if they were on the weaker side. Mariya would hope to copy this, but with the idea that she could use her ninjutsu to deal a greater amount of damage.
Creating a ton of clones and utilizing training dummies, Mariya would learn how to do this. First and most importantly she needed to train her ability to throw her shoulder into the opponent. When she mastered that it would be all about getting them to the ground. For hours and hours she tried this against the dummies until finally, she was able to knock them over. She practiced her aim on the clones making sure she could hit the sternum 90% of the time with a low standard deviation. When that was all done, she went back to the dummies. They were wood, sturdy. She would strike, strike, and strike again until she would break them. Building her power and learning to properly transfer it from her shoulder to the dummies was inetegral not only to gaining the exact power needed to knock anyone off their feat, but important to gaining the power needed to cause lasting damage. It took a very great deal of practice but eventually she was pretty successful at delivering a pretty consistent shoulder strike and knocking down the dummies. She was also successful at damaging them. With a few more days of work she was able to put the two together and achieve consistent results, and with that, she was certain he had mastered her move. Deciding its name was the last and final step. Easily, the name came to her. Takedown.
401 for Majutsudo | Takedown
The rhythmic thud of fists against heavy bags accompanied by the grunts and exhales of dedicated boxers honing their skills filled the air. To learn how to block appropriately, Mariya had been studying the pro-boxers of Kumogakure for weeks. Though they weren’t shinobi, their sport pushed non-chakra individuals to their limits and mastered the fundamental mechanics of the human body in combat. It was interesting to her. With a determined glint in her eyes, her stance unwavering, her guard up, she practiced against her own shadow. Boxing. She mirrored a particularly talented boxer Tadashi. From how she watched him he was a fortress of forearms. A fortress she wished to become. He had a symphony of controlled movements similar to a dance that levied his instinct and anticipation in order to fight, staying on his toes and doing well to deflect the onslaught of any incoming strike. To Mariya though, Tadashi’s movement wasn’t enough.
She watched him day after day, his forearms like shields forming an impenetrable barrier as he deflected the onslaught of punches from his competition. His arms keeping his face free of jabs, deflecting vicious crosses, and doing all it took to prevent him from ever knowing true pain. It was fascinating, but it begged the question. The momentum to move the arms to block was not trivial. So much power and force was created- and where did it go? It went into the air. Into nothing as the arms were turned into mini punching bags. Mariya wondered if, with the help of her super human abilities, she could push this further. To turn her blocking swings and forearms into attacks. Using the fist of an up swing, or jamming her forearm into the hand of an incoming punch to cause harm to the opponents wrist. Being mindful she was careful of her movements as she moved to the heavy bag. She had a clone let it go so it swung into her with full force. She worked on guarding tightly and creating a shield wall with her arms, and slowly, worked on using her movement and carrying the momentum all the way through into her counter attack.
Eventually she had managed to do this quite well and in a repeated motion, to a point where she ripped a whole in the bag with her forearm when it swung by releasing a torrent of sand out onto the gym floor. Confident, she believed she mastered her counter-attack block strike.
412 for Majutsudo | Guarding Strike
The rhythmic thud of fists against heavy bags were yet again high in the air. This time there was less grunts and exhales though, but still just as many dedicated boxers honing their skills. Mariya in particular this time was focused on a boxer named Kuro. He was a pro-boxer. A normie without chakra, but still a marvel of athleticism and peak human performance. Kuro, different to Tadashi, was more of a power boxer. His immense strength and power let him do incredible things that frequently surprised Mariya. She had watched him box a man and do a splendid move, where leaping off the ropes he raised both hands over his head and in a cleaving motion brought his two locked fists down onto the mans head like an axe. The power was unbelievable and the speed blinding, and in a moment, the other man crumbled to the ground as his body bounced on the soft padded floor of the ring. Incredible, really. Mariya, in her stance, would copy the motion with her hands locked together. She swung them like the Olympian god swung his hammer upon his mighty anvil, her imaginary opponent the sword he so did shape. It was simple enough to mimic this movement and simple enough to imagine the pattern of striking. She would become a hammer. She would hammer down any nail that stuck up. A new question arose though. When a hammer struck a nail it sank into the object it was on top of. Like a nail, the pressure was all transferred from the head down to the foot, aligned in a smaller space to jam down. Now, Mariya realized humans were not exactly sharp, nor were their pressure points that tall. But she had to wonder, on wet dirt like mud, or sand, or given a soft floor, could she hammer someone down like a nail? Getting to work she would start with a dummy, then a heavy bag, and finally, to simulate a normal person, a ballistics dummy. Locking both fists above her head while over a sand pit at a training park, she would slam them down with tremendous force causing the ballistic dummy to slink down towards the ground. In addition to the damage to the head of the dummy, it’s feet dug right into the sand of the pit, sinking down to about one height before stopping completely. Mariya noted that was sorta cool, then decided she’d mastered the new skill she was after good enough to call it good for the session.
425 for Majutsudo | Hammer Strike
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Gang Hua, Chihiro
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[Training] The Chosen One
The sun beat down without relent on the sprawling obstacle course outside of the Raikage’s building in the large man made training park a top Akino peak. The air was thick with humidity, filled with the sounds of triumphant roars. The sounds of splashes, laughs, and failure too. These courses had long been known as a place a shinobi could train their agility to greater depths, and amidst the chaos of everyone else stood Mariya too looking to achieve the same thing.
Perhaps it was good genetics, but Mariya had had always been a natural athlete and a capable warrior. Under Banri and now Hayate’s tutelage that ability had only flourished more… But it was the mastery of speed and moving as shinobi that had truly inspired her. She didn’t need to be as fast as her father… nor did she need to be quite as good as Fanho. But she wanted to be capable of going beyond.
When she ran she enjoyed it too. She loved the feeling of the flow of motion- the way her body moved in perfect harmony as she went through the environment. On this obstacle course especially she was challenged to not only use speed but deal with issues while keeping her speed up and racing for the top time. Added to that was the competition of the young shinobi honing themselves.
As she finished her stretches, she was prepared to do her first run of the course today. She was hoping to put down an epic time 30 seconds faster than the day prior, cementing a new course record for herself and beating the other Chuunin there today.
The first obstacle was a series of spinning walls. Mariya approached them with a calm and determined focus as she assessed the gaps between the walls and the speeding she would need to make it through. Timing things perfectly she would use her momentum and launch forward, her body twisting and turning as she navigated about the spinning walls. Her heart pounding with adrenaline as she navigated the treaturous course she made it through without an issue and onto the next challenge, which was a series of swinging logs.
Childs play. Mariya leaped onto the first log as her chakra kicked in and kept her grip. She also learned to use the logs own swinging momentum to add to her own, and at the right moment, flung herself with the log onto the next one. Her movements were fluid and precise and she reached the end of the log section without a single misstep easily proceeding into the next round of the course. Obstacle after obstacle she continued this. Scaling walls. Leaping pits. Dodging giant balls. Dodging shuriken. Dodging trip wires. She did it all with the agility of a cat while proving her body was a finely tune instrument that could respond to her every beck and call with precision, poise, and grace. Coming up on the arguably biggest challenge, Mariya reached the slippery slope. Countless contestants before her had failed her. She herself had too quite a few time sin the past. The soap was coated in butter like substance making it near impossible to climb without using shinobi powers. The catch was, one could not use ninjutsu. To ge tup you would need to generate enough speed to create friction, and enough speed to simply go up the slippery surface as fast as you can to hit a point where you could grab onto a rope before you inevitably slipped back down. With a deep breath she lunged for the slope, running up it as her hands and feet found traction for a moment, her body contorting into impossible positions as she flailed out into the air. The rope found itself in her hand, meaning she had had enough momentum to make it far enough. Grabbing onto the rope, she began to shimmy her way up it and swing to build momentum till she could leap to the top of the slipper slope, and let herself slide down the other side.
At the end of this would be yet another obstacle; she would need to abort her slide quickly to avoid falling off into a chasm an direct herself instead to leap onto a thin pillar that wobbled. Doing so with a surge of energy, she kept from pillar to pillar with grace. Perhaps. Just perhaps… she would be able to pull this off. With that finished she made her way to the salmon ladder. The salmon ladder honestly was more of a strength gimmick than it was speed, but still, you needed to move quickly to keep your time up and it did make use of speed too. She’d make her way past that until she’d get to the final portion of the obstacle course, the one she hated the most. The falling ground. Every single square inch of ground- well more like square-meter, was a trap door. A trap door that swung open within moments of pressure and threw you down to the stinky waters below. To cross this section required a pretty good amount of speed…. Mariya was decently confident she had the speed to do it. With a deep breath, she took off, feet pounding agains the metallic squares. She widened her stride and propelled herself forward. Prancing with a majestic precision not unlike that of a gazelle she propelled herself forward and forward and forward. With marvelous incredible speed she soon found herself at the end of falling ground and at the final part of the challenge. The high ramp. Again, without using any chakra the goal was to run up the vertical ramp as fast as you could. To reach the top you needed to hit a top speed for 40kmph easily to have enough momentum to leap up and try to grab onto the edge of the platform where the end buzzer was.
Long story short is was nothing for Mariya. Panting at the top of the obstacle, while she had not won the day, she had set a new record for herself.
1018 for +1 speed
As she finished her stretches, she was prepared to do her first run of the course today. She was hoping to put down an epic time 30 seconds faster than the day prior, cementing a new course record for herself and beating the other Chuunin there today.
The first obstacle was a series of spinning walls. Mariya approached them with a calm and determined focus as she assessed the gaps between the walls and the speeding she would need to make it through. Timing things perfectly she would use her momentum and launch forward, her body twisting and turning as she navigated about the spinning walls. Her heart pounding with adrenaline as she navigated the treaturous course she made it through without an issue and onto the next challenge, which was a series of swinging logs.
Childs play. Mariya leaped onto the first log as her chakra kicked in and kept her grip. She also learned to use the logs own swinging momentum to add to her own, and at the right moment, flung herself with the log onto the next one. Her movements were fluid and precise and she reached the end of the log section without a single misstep easily proceeding into the next round of the course. Obstacle after obstacle she continued this. Scaling walls. Leaping pits. Dodging giant balls. Dodging shuriken. Dodging trip wires. She did it all with the agility of a cat while proving her body was a finely tune instrument that could respond to her every beck and call with precision, poise, and grace. Coming up on the arguably biggest challenge, Mariya reached the slippery slope. Countless contestants before her had failed her. She herself had too quite a few time sin the past. The soap was coated in butter like substance making it near impossible to climb without using shinobi powers. The catch was, one could not use ninjutsu. To ge tup you would need to generate enough speed to create friction, and enough speed to simply go up the slippery surface as fast as you can to hit a point where you could grab onto a rope before you inevitably slipped back down. With a deep breath she lunged for the slope, running up it as her hands and feet found traction for a moment, her body contorting into impossible positions as she flailed out into the air. The rope found itself in her hand, meaning she had had enough momentum to make it far enough. Grabbing onto the rope, she began to shimmy her way up it and swing to build momentum till she could leap to the top of the slipper slope, and let herself slide down the other side.
At the end of this would be yet another obstacle; she would need to abort her slide quickly to avoid falling off into a chasm an direct herself instead to leap onto a thin pillar that wobbled. Doing so with a surge of energy, she kept from pillar to pillar with grace. Perhaps. Just perhaps… she would be able to pull this off. With that finished she made her way to the salmon ladder. The salmon ladder honestly was more of a strength gimmick than it was speed, but still, you needed to move quickly to keep your time up and it did make use of speed too. She’d make her way past that until she’d get to the final portion of the obstacle course, the one she hated the most. The falling ground. Every single square inch of ground- well more like square-meter, was a trap door. A trap door that swung open within moments of pressure and threw you down to the stinky waters below. To cross this section required a pretty good amount of speed…. Mariya was decently confident she had the speed to do it. With a deep breath, she took off, feet pounding agains the metallic squares. She widened her stride and propelled herself forward. Prancing with a majestic precision not unlike that of a gazelle she propelled herself forward and forward and forward. With marvelous incredible speed she soon found herself at the end of falling ground and at the final part of the challenge. The high ramp. Again, without using any chakra the goal was to run up the vertical ramp as fast as you could. To reach the top you needed to hit a top speed for 40kmph easily to have enough momentum to leap up and try to grab onto the edge of the platform where the end buzzer was.
Long story short is was nothing for Mariya. Panting at the top of the obstacle, while she had not won the day, she had set a new record for herself.
1018 for +1 speed
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[Training] The Chosen One
Combat was a dance of wills- often bloody and violent in many ways it was also a thrilling performance that could put even the best imperial operas to rest. With her advanced ocular prowess Mariya often had the advantage of getting to see everything unfold both in real-time and after it happened. Every frame, every moment. The tracers of the actions. It made for a truly wonderful experience that never stopped- well, never ceased to amaze her. As time would have it though, she would need to up her game. Taking a deep breath Mariya ran up the stairs with nothing but positive energy.
Endurance did not come easy and if she was to reach her goal she would need to do this at least a couple hundred more times or something like that. Least she though she would. Who actually knew, actually. She would run up. Down. Up. Down. Up, and down. Down, - nope only up. Up-down down up up up up up up up up and down until finally she made her way running through most the main stair wells. Without panting or even breaking a sweat she decided she wasn’t doing her absolute best. To really train endurance one would have to go at a level that tired them. No-problem, she could do that. Probably? At least she thought she could.
For her next test of endurance Mariya had set her sites on returning to the boxing ring. The guys there weren’t as strong as her but she wasn’t here to build strength- instead, she wanted to go as many rounds as humanly possible as people pounded on her and beat against her guard. To be an impenetrable fortress of forearms- similar to when she had originally trained her guard technique. Doing this correctly was important and something she was prepared to train for, since blocking could be tiring. Just holding up your arms was tiring, but taking hit after hit after hit, especially when she also counter struck with her blocking meant that it took endurance. The bell rung as she came off the ropes into the ring to start the first bout.
Tadashi came first- someone famed for his guard, but this time, would be the striker. First she dodged and weaved, bobbed and weaved, side-stepped, and used her speed to get out of the hits. This was tiring out Tadashi, but also her. Using one’s speed as a means to solving everything definitely required a higher level of endurance than she was capable of at this given moment. Still though, pushing her limits was the way to raise them. When Tadashi tired out, Goro-san came in. He was powerful, but slow. She was able to dodge, bob, weave and avoid the hits a lot easier now. With a chuckle, Mariya decided to stop dodging. That would be a waste of her opponents talents. When the next straight jab came Mariya put her arms up. The tremendous power of Goro’s jab went straight into her arms, reverberating through her muscles and skeletons all the way through her body to her core. Mariya let out a small gasp as she lowered her guard for a moment, quickly remembering she was in a fight and pulling it back up just in time to block another hit. Again, the man struck with a ferocity that Mariya hadn’t dealt with before. This was hard, but, could she pull it off? Yes she could. Each new strike came in but Mariya kept her guard strong. She could feel the aching in her arms but she could not relent now- or she would take a hit to her face or chest or somewhere more painful and more critical. And with her guard in tact, she would wait for the right moment enduring the pain until she could strike. After a few bouts, Goro was tiring. The time was now. As he hit her guard he recovered slow. Lowering her right arm she dipped down, her feet twisting and putting that momentum into her core which spun, and finally released into her arm which twisted up with momentum hitting Goro in the jaw with enough force to knock him off his feet onto the ground.
Mariya smiled with joy.
She had used her speed and physical endurance thus far to hold out two rounds. The final round though would be against the champion Hiro. Hiro was a powerful boxer, at the upper limits of humanity, and as a former Genin a little bit of chakra too. Though he didn’t use it in normal matches against Mariya he could take off his metaphorical ankle weights and go all out. It would be a much, much more reasonable thing. Mariya grinned as Hiro stepped into the ring. Honestly, she was a little tired, and wasn’t sure she would win this one but here it was. They’d need to take hits, swings, and to fight. Her arms were up. Instantly Hiro swung for her. She bobbed- and then threw her own punch. Hiro’s guard took it on the left arm as he tried to through an upper cut with his left coming under her right arm which had gone for the jab. Mariya weaved back avoiding his fist and returned to her guard only to take a flurry of blows from Hiro. Each hit felt heavier and more powerful than the last, despite in reality each consecutive hit become weaker as Hiro tired in his bout. It was Mariya’s arms loosing the ability to keep up. Before long, Hiro had her against the ropes as he wailed on her. She took hits to the side, a punch in the chin, hits to her arms. He kicked at her leg. It was a flurry of blows she couldn’t keep up with, and finally, after enduring a huge amount of torment from the three boxers, she tapped out. While she didn’t get the W against Hiro, the fact she had lasted for hours of bouts against multiple boxers had proven that her endurance had sky rocketed.
1009 +1 endurance
Endurance did not come easy and if she was to reach her goal she would need to do this at least a couple hundred more times or something like that. Least she though she would. Who actually knew, actually. She would run up. Down. Up. Down. Up, and down. Down, - nope only up. Up-down down up up up up up up up up and down until finally she made her way running through most the main stair wells. Without panting or even breaking a sweat she decided she wasn’t doing her absolute best. To really train endurance one would have to go at a level that tired them. No-problem, she could do that. Probably? At least she thought she could.
For her next test of endurance Mariya had set her sites on returning to the boxing ring. The guys there weren’t as strong as her but she wasn’t here to build strength- instead, she wanted to go as many rounds as humanly possible as people pounded on her and beat against her guard. To be an impenetrable fortress of forearms- similar to when she had originally trained her guard technique. Doing this correctly was important and something she was prepared to train for, since blocking could be tiring. Just holding up your arms was tiring, but taking hit after hit after hit, especially when she also counter struck with her blocking meant that it took endurance. The bell rung as she came off the ropes into the ring to start the first bout.
Tadashi came first- someone famed for his guard, but this time, would be the striker. First she dodged and weaved, bobbed and weaved, side-stepped, and used her speed to get out of the hits. This was tiring out Tadashi, but also her. Using one’s speed as a means to solving everything definitely required a higher level of endurance than she was capable of at this given moment. Still though, pushing her limits was the way to raise them. When Tadashi tired out, Goro-san came in. He was powerful, but slow. She was able to dodge, bob, weave and avoid the hits a lot easier now. With a chuckle, Mariya decided to stop dodging. That would be a waste of her opponents talents. When the next straight jab came Mariya put her arms up. The tremendous power of Goro’s jab went straight into her arms, reverberating through her muscles and skeletons all the way through her body to her core. Mariya let out a small gasp as she lowered her guard for a moment, quickly remembering she was in a fight and pulling it back up just in time to block another hit. Again, the man struck with a ferocity that Mariya hadn’t dealt with before. This was hard, but, could she pull it off? Yes she could. Each new strike came in but Mariya kept her guard strong. She could feel the aching in her arms but she could not relent now- or she would take a hit to her face or chest or somewhere more painful and more critical. And with her guard in tact, she would wait for the right moment enduring the pain until she could strike. After a few bouts, Goro was tiring. The time was now. As he hit her guard he recovered slow. Lowering her right arm she dipped down, her feet twisting and putting that momentum into her core which spun, and finally released into her arm which twisted up with momentum hitting Goro in the jaw with enough force to knock him off his feet onto the ground.
Mariya smiled with joy.
She had used her speed and physical endurance thus far to hold out two rounds. The final round though would be against the champion Hiro. Hiro was a powerful boxer, at the upper limits of humanity, and as a former Genin a little bit of chakra too. Though he didn’t use it in normal matches against Mariya he could take off his metaphorical ankle weights and go all out. It would be a much, much more reasonable thing. Mariya grinned as Hiro stepped into the ring. Honestly, she was a little tired, and wasn’t sure she would win this one but here it was. They’d need to take hits, swings, and to fight. Her arms were up. Instantly Hiro swung for her. She bobbed- and then threw her own punch. Hiro’s guard took it on the left arm as he tried to through an upper cut with his left coming under her right arm which had gone for the jab. Mariya weaved back avoiding his fist and returned to her guard only to take a flurry of blows from Hiro. Each hit felt heavier and more powerful than the last, despite in reality each consecutive hit become weaker as Hiro tired in his bout. It was Mariya’s arms loosing the ability to keep up. Before long, Hiro had her against the ropes as he wailed on her. She took hits to the side, a punch in the chin, hits to her arms. He kicked at her leg. It was a flurry of blows she couldn’t keep up with, and finally, after enduring a huge amount of torment from the three boxers, she tapped out. While she didn’t get the W against Hiro, the fact she had lasted for hours of bouts against multiple boxers had proven that her endurance had sky rocketed.
1009 +1 endurance
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[Training] The Chosen One
Mariya was certain that she would need to work on her balance. Fighting on sand, tremors, mud, or ice were all difficult terrains. Though ninjutsu could help one manage the mud or ice or even water, shaking etc would put you off your balance, and being off balanced was bad. Being able to fight made it essential to have your feet good on the ground with traction. And without balance you couldn’t aim any attacks either.
Because of this she basically set out with her goal to train herself, to a point of second nature, of being able to deal with fighting on disadvantageous terrain. This would be all about balance and centering herself. There was really no better place to start this process than on the frozen lakes of the North. Working with Hayate, the pair without using chakra fought on the ice. It was tricky, but Mariya learned that the ice removed her control of momentum to a degree- but it also increased it. First she had to learn how to balance and maintain upright even when her feet moved on their own or the environment moved her. TO that regard she learned to utilize her core strength and legs, to be pliable, flexible. TO let herself move. When she mastered that she began to change the way she moved. Rather than like she was on the ground she would purposely slide, using the reduced friction to her advantage rather than her disadvantage. Sliding such that she got faster before she impacted Hayate. Sliding such that dodging his attack was easier. When she was happy with that her father and her switched to a different situation; fighting on the mountain peaks, going over a rope and walking it tightly. She learned she needed to put her entire body weight into one point, and balance on that. Her other actions needed to avoid upsetting that. It wasn’t a particularly diffulct thing. Over time she got good at this- never falling thanks to her fathers careful usage of wind to pick her back up and catch her. Luckily, because the fall would be fatal. When that was done finally they trained in sand pits at the ninja training center. Sand was weird- moving too fast your foot sank, too slow it sank, it required putting the right weight into each step. Distributing yourself and using your stride rather than your foot pounds. Eventually, with all that achieved though, she had successfully mastered the art she had set out to master and learned to balance herself.
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Because of this she basically set out with her goal to train herself, to a point of second nature, of being able to deal with fighting on disadvantageous terrain. This would be all about balance and centering herself. There was really no better place to start this process than on the frozen lakes of the North. Working with Hayate, the pair without using chakra fought on the ice. It was tricky, but Mariya learned that the ice removed her control of momentum to a degree- but it also increased it. First she had to learn how to balance and maintain upright even when her feet moved on their own or the environment moved her. TO that regard she learned to utilize her core strength and legs, to be pliable, flexible. TO let herself move. When she mastered that she began to change the way she moved. Rather than like she was on the ground she would purposely slide, using the reduced friction to her advantage rather than her disadvantage. Sliding such that she got faster before she impacted Hayate. Sliding such that dodging his attack was easier. When she was happy with that her father and her switched to a different situation; fighting on the mountain peaks, going over a rope and walking it tightly. She learned she needed to put her entire body weight into one point, and balance on that. Her other actions needed to avoid upsetting that. It wasn’t a particularly diffulct thing. Over time she got good at this- never falling thanks to her fathers careful usage of wind to pick her back up and catch her. Luckily, because the fall would be fatal. When that was done finally they trained in sand pits at the ninja training center. Sand was weird- moving too fast your foot sank, too slow it sank, it required putting the right weight into each step. Distributing yourself and using your stride rather than your foot pounds. Eventually, with all that achieved though, she had successfully mastered the art she had set out to master and learned to balance herself.
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