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Alone with nothing more than a body that hadn't even been his own and a full arsenal of ninjutsu he knew nothing about, Ji bolted forward into the tree line as a cycle of rainfall began. Momentarily, he looked up and breifly enjoyed each refreshing drop of rain that harmlessly slammed against his face. Looking forward once more, he proceeded in the likeliest direction that the remaining bandits fled in. Ji's little encounter with the pale man allowed them to escape, covering a considerable amount of ground as a result.

"Damnit, if he hadn't showed up, I wouldn't be this far behind them. Susano'o would've finished them for sure."

Huffing a sigh, he continued sifting through the thick and moist forestry with a speedy gait, well on his way towards the bandit's hideout. While he hadn't readily known where they were located, they left behind tracks that allowed Ji to gradually pinpoint their path of likely travel. Feeling as though he'd gotten alarmingly close, a series of ascending leaps carried him higher up towards the forests' canopy, hopping from bough to bough.

"Considering their lack of numbers, I wouldn't be surprised if they're frightened after having just witnessed Susano'o, I definitely have to be cautious about my approach."

Almost as if on cue with his final word, Ji stopped abruptly after having arrived at his desired location. His position, shielded by an array of leaves, his steps and movements were involuntarily muffled by the individual drops of rain that showered the general area. The rain, the country's birthright, without a doubt, saved Ji's life on that day. Using the elements to his own advantage, he'd pass that test with flying colors.

Through the eyes of Ji's sharingan, he mentally witnessed the boy launch his Kunai well before its physical execution, however, he did nothing against, taking a high risk gamble. Instead, the arm that housed his single shuriken, readied itself as the kunai zoomed toward. With a 'halfhearted frontal sprint', he stopped seemingly on a dime (much sooner in comparison to a full speed sprint), after advancing forward 12 meters and noticing the specific set of hand-seals that heralded the ignition of the kunai's tag. With the sharingan's ability, its movement reading capabilities allowed Ji to isolate that specific set of seals, identify them, and adjust accordingly.

As expected, the explosion ripped forward as residual dust and wind harmlessly passed over Ji's frame, leaving him just out of range of the explosion (roughly 3 meters from its edge). While the explosion would've caused a fair amount of smoke, it'd been nothing the sharingan couldn't see through considering it hadn't been on the same scale as an actual smoke bomb. His free hand raised up the moment the tag ignited, shielding his eyes from any flying debris. In tandem, his occupied hand flung forward, aligned with chest of Ji's enemy.

That recently freed hand (along with the other) came just above his chest as Ji formed a series of hand signatures with a speedy gait. In doing so, he crouched low to the earth upon a single knee. The plans he had in store for his opponent could've easily been considered a nightmare.

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[Sharingan Third Tomoe] - x2 low.
Bonus (tournament conditions): -x2 Mid.

Prep_____

Ji stood 30 meters away from the boy within the ruined, urban city. Boulders and broken pieces of earth lay sprawled across the area as far as the eye could see which only meant that Ji had a great deal of versatility despite the obvious limiters set upon him prior to entering the tournament. Apparently, during that particular round, once both combatants were settled in, their chakra would gradually fall considerably, meaning the fight had to progress relatively quick, especially if ninjutsu was even considered.

However, at that moment, the path between the two paralleled combatants were -without a doubt- empty, which only meant that a straight forward path could've been taken. Unfortunately, that specific street that the starting combatants were placed upon had been a grand total of 5 meters wide, which only meant that they'd been in the middle. Additionally, the buildings that were on both side of the street seemed to have no immediate windows and no immediate pathways other than back & up. It made complete sense considering the walls to the left and right were the back of the buildings.

Nonetheless, Ji armed himself with a single tagged kunai, one of which he lodged between the jaw's of his mouth before reaching to retrieve a single kunai (right hand). Knee's slightly bent, with his right foot about a foot ahead of the other -shoulder length apart- he waited for his ultimate signal, the signal that would initiate the battle.

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All Items on person.

The following moment after Ji successfully seized the black ribbon within his hand, it sprang to life on its own and snapped onto his wrist with a firm grip. While nothing to be alarmed about, the pressure proved to be more than enough to warrant a small withdrawal in pain, even of to merely show that he acknowledged the pain. Momentarily, he cut a quick glance over to Uso, checking to make sure if he'd been okay, however, his attention soon snapped back to his arm as an unfamiliar 'sensation' dissipated throughout said arm.

Black markings that resembled seal formula's crafted specifically for fuinjutsu sprawled across and up his arm, inducing a sleep spell upon him bit by bit. His vision blurred and his stance weakened, enough so that he -by the time it reached halfway up his arm- fell to a single kneed as he attempted to motion towards Uso. Fearing for his friend's safety, he slowly pushed his body to go further and fight off what it was that plagued him. Unfortunately, his efforts soon seemed futile.

"Wh-What is th. . .this. I can't - so sleepy. "

During the final moments, he shook his head and blinked, yet, his eyes remained closed as his body fell to the ground, devoid of conscious. Having been rendered unconscious, he awakened to the sound of breathing, the very sound that strongly suggested that Uso hadn't been done any harm whatsoever. Slowly, Ji's eyes opened, and immediately, his eyes widened in surprise. Laid out upon his stomach with the side of hsi head against the ground, his eyes had been greeted by none other than Ji himself.

"What?! How is this poss-"

Raising to his feet frantically in a high state of alarm, the pair of Uso's hands that turned into Ji's own moved forward and away from his body. He turned them from up to down and examined them closely before fully realizing that somehow, someway, his body had been swapped with Uso's!

"What'd you do to me?! How is this even possible?!"

"Yup, apparently from what I was told, my father took power from Kouketsu Uchiha willfully and turned out just fine. But me, I want to do the same but I want to be much stronger than my dad.

I won't be able to do this alone, but I promise you you and everyone else in that village be safe, even if. . .yes, even if I have to embrace this looming darkness."

Immediately, his attention snapped over towards the pale man whose condition hadn't seemed stable whatsoever. The mentioning of 'father' warranted Ji's full focus and concentration as he began to listen intently thereafter. A single brow lofted in compeltely confusion while the pale man retrieved a piece of people and proceeded to fold it several times over to the point where it could've fit in the palm of ones own hand.

The mere fact that he not only called out Ji's own name in full along with his father, admittedly, sent chills straight down his spine and all the way to the base of his heels. This man, just as the other back at the cemetery seemed to know a great deal about Ji's father. Naive or not, at that point, Ji decided that he'd follow this man not only for power, but to pluck every bit of knowledge regarding his father out of his mind.

Before long, the man noticed that Uso had been hesitant in taking the respective ribbon, and as the man attempted to ease his worries, Ji himself knew that neither of them couldn't have afforded to usher in any kind of certainty - not so readily. Nevertheless, Ji cut Uso a quick glance, hoping that he'd take the ribbon after all.

"I said its name? I really just. . .can't remember."

His words true considering for most of the duration that Susano'o had been active, he knew he hasn't been himself, but instead Susano'o owns spirit. Although he knew of Susano'o's power, Ji failed to realize just how potent its influence upon both his mind and body could be. As fearful of the entity as much as Uso had been, one, remarkably apparent desire ushered itself to the forefronts of his mind - controlling & protecting said power.

Nevertheless, his body had been caught and supported by Uso's embrace. From there, the pain seemed to have disappeared completely, and as a result, Ji removed the his hand from his head once his strength began to gradually return. Upon both legs and feet with a firm stance, he huffed a single stress relieving sight just as the man continued onward with his speech and elaborated. Offered to take a test, a single brow lofted in confusion, nearly doubting if the man had even been in his right mind, but then Ji stopped and thought.

What if, just what if the man truly was on to something and if Ji passed, a door to inconceivable power would've been opened by his own hands. With that thought, that possibility, he plucked the ribbon out of air with haste as he looked over to the man eyes that screamed with conviction. For a moment, he looked to Uso and finally back to the old man whose chakra seemed almost as dark as Susano'o himself.

"I'll do it! I'll take this test so you can see the quality of my character. I need to become just as - no, stronger than my father in order to keep protecting my home. "