No Preperations [Sats]

[Sharkk]

He stood there, smirking. He was changing, becoming more of an individual, being used as a tool was annoying. Scratching the back of his leg with his other foot he yawned, rubbing his face as he glanced about, where was he? He had targeted an individual and was now seeking to take them out to prove himself, to test his full capabilities.

"Where are ya, bub?"

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Laughing slightly he yawned for a last time, preparing himself times two he planned out his attack accordingly. It was so simple, yet could work so well as long as he did it properly. Glancing about still he continued his waiting.

Walking around a bit he kicked some sand aside, glancing towards the body of water to his right, then the mountain to his left. He ready.[/left][/blockquote][/blockquote][/blockquote]

[Dagron Hoshigake]

"All Legends Who Challenge Me Before Their Prime Will Die."
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They met in passing-- Two shinobi with contrasting goals and views. One with aspirations to prove himself, testing his limits and abilities against the first worthy adversary he could pick from the diverse populace of Kumogakure no Sato. The other a man of few words, but of great vision and power. He sought not acknowledgement but the path to self perfection in his chosen arts and views. A philosophical swordsman and warrior traveling on the spiritual path to enlightenment. It was there that these two shinobi destinies would meet, intermingle, and shape the paths they took toward the future.

" Missions--Missions.. " Ip whispered to himself as his brisk pace carried him passed Gungnir. The shinobi was not left unnoticed, but not acknowledged. More pressing matters clouded his mind from the notion that this man would inevitably become his opponent.

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"The Might of The Heavens Resides In My Blade."

[Sharkk]

He'd walk right by. He was surely unknowing of Gungnir's intent..., but..., but perhaps he expected the preplanned attack. Smirking he pushed his glasses further up his brow before forming quick hand seals and spinning, aiming to use the Chakra Scalpel technique to cut muscles within the man's neck and shoulders before launching himself a short distance a way. Though as he jumped away his hands were already fast at work, no longer glowing, but forming hand seals for a future technique. "Not the fallen..."

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- Chakra Scalpel
- Technique Prepared x1

[Dagron Hoshigake]

Reality became distorted by an almost nonperceptible change in positions, an instantaneous transition between one place and another, leaving only settling dust in its ephemeral wake. The opposing shinobi's encroachment would find itself lacking a definite target in mid-strike, but the forward momentum would bring him to follow through with the motion as if it had never vanished. The sound of unsheathed steel then preceded Gungnirs bounce back and the slow forming of handseals, Ip's back now completely turned though his focus keenly set. It was there he turned to look upon his assailant, cold glacial eyes narrowed and smoldering. Since when did countrymen attack each other?

There was no question present within Ips gaze, only harsh resentment and an accusing glare. Kumogakure no Sato never allowed inner conflict as it threatened the moral infrastructure of the village. Ip, like many preceding him, felt this an acceptable, mutual agreement among fellow ninja. This one however did not see eye-to-eye with that, seeking to do harm to his fellow colleagues for whatever personal satisfaction. It served as another turning point in Ip's view on the shinobi and their shady tendencies, even toward their comrades.

In a mere moment a deep well of power was tapped into, drawn from the depths of the body and spirit into semi-tangible form that swelled within his sword arm and gradually into the blade itself. Though it the chakra itself was not discernible, a murderous intent to destroy Gungnir for his transgression was obvious, seen in the way Ip guided the jian from his right to his left hand side parallel with it's scabbard.

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Shunshin no Jutsu (Body Flicker Technique)
Rank: D+D
Type: Supplementary / Ninjutsu
Range: 0 - 10 meters ( Full ten meters. )
Special: Flickering is forward-moving, meaning the user will rush almost instantly to wherever they are facing. The user can flicker once per thread, plus once more each time retrained.
Description: Shunshin no Jutsu is a basic ninjutsu technique used across the shinobi world by all, ranging from the most basic shinobi to the legends of lore. Considered is a high-speed movement technique, it allows a ninja to move short to long distances at an almost untraceable speed - to an observer, it appears as if the user has teleported. Such a feat is accomplished by using chakra to temporarily vitalise the body and move at extreme speeds they would otherwise be unable to reproduce. In the end, the user will appear and disappear in an instant, allowing them to retreat or attack suddenly should they need it. To facilitate the movement the ninja will often use nearby elements such as mist, sand or leaves to mask their appearance or disappearance.
Domain: Shunshin - Universal Ninjutsu.

[ Tech Prepped. ]

[Sharkk]

And so it would begin, a body would leap from the bushes. The Raikage?! No, at least Gungnir knew it wasn't him, after all he had taken the dead Sunagakure shinobi and made their appearance copy the Raikage's. Within it's left hand it held a single kunai, held in a reverse style. Tossing a few shuriken with it's free hand it charged forward, another kuna being used, now both of it's hands were occupied.

With these two secondary shinobi tools it'd go into a flurry of sequences, aiming to not only initiate close combat, but counter, as well as dodge attacks sent back at it. All the while Gungnir put himself at a safe distance of thirty meters away from all of the action, having noted' the area well leading towards his own location the entire time.

- Dead Soul Technique

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[Dagron Hoshigake]

Is this the caliber of Kumogakure shinobi? The puzzlement was enough to perplex but not gnaw away Ip's perceptivity to the most obvious of tactics. As the body left the bush, the noise alone would be loud enough to rouse the swordsman's attention and, in turn, strike with a preemptive assualt. There was no question who the new challenger appeared to be, but it wasn't that long ago that Ip had recieved word from the Raikage about Gouki's transition from simple shinobi to Blacksmith Takumi. Though coy, this facade was not enough to fool or dissaude Trang's blade and power from slicing true.

He dipped and pivoted, twisting to the sound of an encroaching opponent and struck. The blade flickered forward in a thrust, and though an adamant distance may have separated them, a fierce wind tore forth from the cold steel. Within the mighty gale the corpse's weaponry was battered away and sent in opposite directions while the corpse itself was subjected to a myriad of invisible blades that would rend flesh and bone as through struck by several warriors at once, followed by the intense pressure of the wind itself which would cast the body back into the foliage.

Slowly Ip rose from a low kneel and turned his attention back to the medical ninja, fueled by an even greater malice. "You've sealed your fate."

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Kamaitachi (Cutting Whirlwind)
Rank: C+C
Type: Offensive / Fuuton Ninjutsu
Range: 10+ meters
Special: Size of tunnel opening measures 5 meters, and wind blasts can travel 10 meters; each time relearned, the mouth grows by 5 meters and the blast itself travels an extra 10 meters..
Description: This jutsu was brought to fame by a legendary Suna shinobi from long ago, and was named after a mythical creature able to command the winds on a whim. After channeling wind chakra at either their weapon or limb, the user swings it around and brings forth a most intense tornado, coming out from the weapon/arm. Once it strikes the user, the tornado tips upward and takes the user up, keeping them imprisoned by the strong currents, and delivering multiple waves of cutting/slicing damage onto their bodies, as well as dropping them hard onto the ground afterward.
Domain: Fuuton.

[Sharkk]

Such a waste, the body was sent away just as quickly as it had been summoned. Though quick, he would take his remaining notes and tag three senbon, while throwing a total number of ten at his target, they were thirty meters from each other, but meh, he'd bring the shinobi to him rather than running to him.

The three noted' senbon would began to burn, or rather their notes would, exploding about two meters from the shinobi. Leaving the others to glide through the fire and smoke as they had been within a delayed throw as a means to captilize on the explosion. So now the shinobi faced a wall of fire and hidden senbon all aimed at him. But, how more tricks could Gungnir afford to pull out of his hat?

"Come at me then!"

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- Ten senbon
- Three explosive notes

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[Dagron Hoshigake]

Huángjīn Shídài was guided back to it's scabbard, sheathed, and set to rest while Ip's opponent scrambled for odds and ends around his person. The distance was set and the likelihood of them reaching him in a timely fashion did not exist. Instead, as their fixed direction was discerned the moment they were thrown, Ip set a brisk pace and ran in semi-circle from where they would meet and explode to twenty meters from his opponent, hand never leaving Huángjīn Shídài's hilt, keeping a safe distance were they to explode prematurely. Like before, Ip seemed to tap into and drawn from himself a wellspring of power that blossomed and spread throughout his body before it began to center within his arm and sword. This time, however, it was stronger.

[Prep]

[Sharkk]

Tilting his head to the side he smirked, he had only been so outmatched once before. Had he truly gotten into a mess he couldn't deal with? Shaking his head he merely began rushing across the playing field, picking up his notes along the way and placing them back in his tool pouch as he neared his enemy.

With a kunai being picked up along the way as well, knocked away earlier, he continued to close the distance. "A lot of talk, but all I've seen is you running away, blowin', and more running."

[/color] He could feel the strain on his reserves, he was on fume. Oh well.

Dashing across the land he held the kunai in a reverse grip just as the corpse had. A grin on his face he continued forward.
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[Dagron Hoshigake]

Ip made no further advance as his opponent began moving, becoming a scavender of war, lifting various weapons off the ground where they had fallen short of their purpose. He crouched low and changed the angle of his scabbard for a "reversed" draw that would allow the edge of the blade to be drawn into a downward cresent in contrast to the normal upward strike seen in most battoujutsu. Had his opponent any experience or knowledge with the sword art, this act alone would be questionable and seen improper. Ip bided his time, watching, waiting, knowing how exhausted his opponent was but unwilling to forgive such a blatant act of underestimation and betrayal.

[Sharkk]

A sword was drawn an would be met with a kunai as Gungnir's right foot aimed to kick back the man's left knee. All the while his free hand aimed to "chop" the man in the throat. He'd break him, and then kill him. Yet Gungnir knew with his lack of chakra resrves and secondary training within the Taijutsu realm that he was quite possibly outmatched. But, this was all due to his lack of effort with the Dead Soul Technique, only if it had worked out to how he had preplanned.

But, he would just have to manage with what he had, a little bit enough stamina that would allow him to fight on for a bit longer. Enough to allow him to kill this man. Spitting towards the man's eyes he'd also aim to blind him for a second or two, enough to leave him open for a lethal strike.

[Dagron Hoshigake]

From the moment Huángjīn Shídài left the scabbard, the damage would be irreversible, the technique unstoppable even if Ip felt remorse for having ever conceived the notion of it's completion. If only Gungnir had stayed his ground or attempted for an escape, he may have lived, but as his kunai rose to block Huángjīn Shídài, his fate was sealed by one of Ip's most powerful skills. The Dai Kamaitachi at point-blank. Death unraveled from the edge of a blade.

An immense wind was born between the two and spread out almost instantly on contact with the Kunai, baring down on Gungnir with all the rage of a storm and the unwavering force of nature. Before anything else could be done, the exhausted shinobi would succumb to a complete downward angled Daikamaitachi, driving him into the ground. It would send him sliding across the terrain and feed him every mutilating blade of wind conjured until the chakra was spent and the force faded. There was no room for survival that could be seen. This fabled technique could severe whole trees as easy as a heated blade cut through butter.


Edit: Somehow, during this frenzy, his wrist was broken while he tumbled around.

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Dai Kamaitachi (Great Cutting Whirlwind)
Rank: B+B+B
Type: Offensive / Fuuton Ninjutsu
Range: 10+ meters
Special: Wind blast can travel 10 meters, plus 10 more each time relearned. Pierces barriers 'B' ranked and bellow.
Description: This jutsu was brought to fame by a legendary Suna shinobi from long ago, and was named after a mythical creature able to command the winds on a whim. After channeling chakra to a limb or weapon, the user executes a large swipe, letting loose an intense wind in a one hundred and eighty degree cone. The winds are razor sharp, cover a wide area, and can cut through trees like butter.
Domain: Fuuton.

[Sharkk]

If only he hadn't wasted chakra earlier he could have used his medical chakra to form a means to heal this wound as it happened. Still grinning though he'd keep his gaze on the other shinobi's. As the blades of wind sliced through him, sending his body in various directions, sliced up and in countless pieces it seemed like. Nonetheless his head kept a grin and kind expression. So he wasn't as good as he thought he was, out classed in every way by this shinobi. The others of the village would merely think he vanished, becoming a Missing-nin like so many others. Oh how troublesome this would prove for his sensei, the greatest Uchiha within Kumogakure.

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broken wrists&dead///

[Dagron Hoshigake]

Ip brought Huángjīn Shídài to rest once more, head dipped in shame. A fellow shinobi who only sought to prove his worth in this world had been felled and in turn, his blood was on Ip's hands. Never before had the young warrior slain another. Now he understood the burden every ninja carried as they fought to protect their villages, that every murderer must have feel after every victim. He kept telling himself he had no choice, but he knew the technique he used knew only one purpose-- Death. The ambivalent warrior left, aching with a remorse filled heart, though not without having taken what menial possessions he may have had.


[ Exit ]

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Senbon x10 Kunai x1 Exploding Note x20. Retractable Shield [C-Rank]. All Ryo.

[Axcel]

Death approved. Loot approved.

Sharkk: +18 exp

Ip: +24 exp