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Watching as the soft voiced man displayed his knack for tying knots before he'd given his response to Masuyo's explanation regarding his purpose for killing, both hands retreated to their respective hips. Listening intently, Masuyo modded as the former went along and provided his two cents. The man needed not to agree with Masuyo's perspective when in truth, he hadn't even expected him to understand, not when then path Masuyo walked involved being overly different than a great many individuals. 

"I'm not a ninja or any militaristic being for that matter. I don't have an 'objective' because I don't take orders from anyone. I am my own master & slave unlike the dreaded man whose dead in his pool of blood."

Pausing momentarily to gather his thoughts, Masuyo tilted his neck to the side to cracked the bones in order to relieve the momentary built up stress around it.

"When you don't have an objective, we're all beast fighting to survive and exist more comfortably than the next. But what keeps my fangs whet is understanding and accepting that I am a beast. 

Others don't realize that they're beast as well with the desire to win. those with financial or political power, they buy out and step on others for votes or to get ahead in some sort of campaign or war. 

The only different between myself and those types is that I thrive on being the purest beast of all. Physical survival. Money, false power, and everything in-between, it doesn't matter once you're dead. If the man over there focused more on his martial craft instead of some objective that only benefits some dictator within a village, he might've survived."

Losing himself in his response, Masuyo -admittedly- strayed away from the initial subject, however, it was merely something he wanted to get off his chest.

Once Masuyo dipped and smashed the dreaded boy's shin with his low-forward, his balance was forcefully relinquished as his supporting leg acted to be momentary center of his balance. As he's fallen onto his side, Masuyo's body had already recovered and arisen from his previous attack and launched the killing blow. Rising his back foot in a crescent moon motion forward and towards the down foe before -in one fluid, rapid motion- the heel of said foot crashed down into the side of his neck with a flawlessly performed axe kick.

Almost immediately, Masuyo felt the candle-light of the mans life fade into obscurity just as his final attack landed against the boy's neck. Grinning menacingly, Masuyo removed his foot and came to an up-right stance before pulling against both sides of his obi-sash to tighten its grip. Finally, after reveling in his victory, his demeanor changed at the snap of a finger as his murderous aura faded just as swiftly as the boys life. 

"Your martial art was quite impressive, using bones to puncture and tear. However, not only was Ansatsuken superior, your intent & desire to win was suppressed by my own. Such is the source of Ansatsuken's power." 

Shinobi were meant to protect civilians, yet, on that day, the roles seemed to have out of line, blurred even. Nevertheless, Masuyo motioned back to the well where he retried his bag and lugged it over his shoulder with a single swing over his shoulder. Cutting a glance back at the ninja in question, he nodded. 

Just the mere fact that he'd been airborne without any way to alter the trajectory of his descent, all it took was for Chae to merely dash forward whilst pivoting along his right foot which turned him about face.

Having dashed beneath and behind the previously airborne ninja, bullets were seen from a mile away considering their trajectory remained linear upon release, so hitting an already moving target whilst falling decreased its accuracy. Peppering the ground just beneath the falling ninja, Masuyo previously readied himself for any and all following attacks. Poised & attentive a quick back-step further ensured that Masuyo's body hadn't been pelted with what seemed to have been a volley of bone-like projectiles. Interesting. Immediately after, one of the bone's length seemed to have been increased via chakra which surprisingly hadn't readily been used the moment it happened, instead, a lateral kick was sent forth. 

Aimed for his head, Masuyo found the perfect opportunity to begin dismantling his opponent. A simple duck allowed the Ansatsuken practitioner to dip beneath the kick itself with a speed that'd been faster than what he displayed up until that point. Concurrent with the crouching movement, a dark look¹ marked with Ansatsuken's most prized technique, Kugi (Nail) which 'nailed' the shin that remained rooted to the ground, weakening its foundation. Finally, as a single, seamless motion, from the duck, look, and finally the extended leg that would have thrust forward, it was safe to say that the likelihood of the attack landing since the kick itself collided with the air around it. 

Committed and forced to follow through with the recovery, Masuyo's extending, right heel would've drilled into the marked area just as the lateral kick passed over his head. Upon contact, bone and sinew had been torn asunder, dealing severe amounts of damage and most of all, momentarily rendering the limb itself useless until the injury itself would've been mended. 

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Kuroirmanazashi (Dark Look)¹

Rank: A 

Range: Close (0 ~ 5m)

Type: Supplementary

Handseals: -

Chakra Consumption: High

As an Ansatsuken progresses through their detachment, their evil and disregard for compassion and human life becomes overly apparent in the form of a lingering aura and the end game behind each of their strikes. As such, the user capitalizes on this aura [Mastery 2] via eye contact with any part of the opponent(s) body, marking the intended area with Kugi. With eyes being the "window to one's soul", their evil and compassion-less intent to kill becomes visible and therefore inflicts a kugi (nail) mark on the body or object of anything viewed upon by the user. Dark Look's true affect does not truly occur until a secondary strike is made against the marked area.

Note: User can visually mark anything within 5 meters of the user.

ippozenshin (Low Forward)²

Rank: C

Range: Close (0 ~ 5m) 

Type: Offensive 

Handseals: -

Chakra Consumption: Mid

The most fundamentally basic move within the Ansatsuken fighting style, the move is simple in application yet critical and useful in close ranged situations. By design, Ippozenshin (Often considered to be Ansatsuken's "Jab") is an extremely fast & quick-second, dipping leg kick that serves the purpose of not only keeping approaching enemies at bay by extending the leading leg fully, but also knocking opponents off balance by attacking either the opponents shin(s) or ankles.

Note: If a marked weakpoint is struck, severe damage is suffered due to bone shattering force inflicted which can easily render the affected leg or ankle useless and leave the opponent(s) limping and unable to stand properly.

And so it began, with the emergence of bones no less. One from each palm, elbow, and knee, interesting. Collecting every bit of information just as it occurred, Masuyo's eyes keenly remained locked onto the stranger's position as he hurled himself into the air several meters and spun frontally in an excessive manner. Judging from the looks, the emerged bones only seemed to have sprouted outwardly to the stranger's north which easily gave Masuyo an idea. With the frontal part of his body tucked inwardly to generate the flip itself, it meant that his back had been exposed and vulnerable, open to be punished for silly mistakes. 

Carefully watching and telegraphic each complete rotation, Masuyo simultaneously tensed his legs and cocked his right fist at his waist as he launched himself upward as his opponents body began its natural and uncontrollable airborne descent. Vehemently launched off of the ground, the aforementioned fist would've rocketed into the air above him and would've collided with the stranger's body.

Timed in a way where the moment of impact would've been aligned with the dreaded boy's back before his final rotation could complete, it was safe to say that nothing -during the moment- protected his back. 

Dealing an incredible amount of damage to the back of the dreaded stranger, the force itself would've undoubtedly pushed him back into the air about 5 meters as Masuyo himself landed, ready to strike his falling opponent once more in an attempt to juggle his body through the air. 

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{Spoiler}Goshoryuken (Great Rising Dragon Fist)

Rank: B

Range: Close (0m ~ 5m)

Type: Offensive

Handseals: -

Chakra Consumption: Mid