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"Fuuton: Shinkūha no jutsu!"

With the slight movement of her head whipping in both their directions and solitary blade of wind, roughly twenty meters in length would cut through the air, hurled towards both of them, but they'd stop directly at both fighters feet, the ground, splitting apart as loose sediment and dirt was kicked up, not offering any reprieve, Hotarubi took off for the kid who said he owned this place. your handseals would be interrupted, especially since you didn't acknowledge my attack sharkk.

Also I'm Tai Prime, so I'd still be faster than you guys if not equal.

With the guise of her ploy attack, she was confident she'd caught him off guard with the sudden twenty meter blade of wind landing directly before him, but behind that guise all could hear if they focused, was a quiet pop!

"Fūton: Shinkūgyoku no jutsu!"

Hand-seals already done, without warning just as the pompous boy would stand still, he'd find Hotarubi expelling compressed bullets of air towards him from no more than four to five meters away, from such range dodging such a fast attack would prove most difficult as each shot was aimed for a special part of his body. The first two were aimed at his left leg, both the lower part and the higher, same with the following two except they target his other leg. The next two were aimed for his arm and side, and the last bullet was aimed for his opposing shoulder.

He wouldn't be offered time to puke up whatever it was he desired, but he wasn't the only concern, Hotarubi hadn't forgot about the other man, so she'd send him a gift of sorts. With him being no more than twenty meters away if that, Hotarubi would utilize shunpo to flank the man with almost unfathomable speeds. First it'd be a retracting shunpo, than a variant that would allow her to curve so she'd appear at his righter-most side, roughly five meters from him, her feet sliding against the ground as her arm was coked back, wind chakra gathering.

"Fūton: Kamaitachi no jutsu!"

As Hotarubi's arm was swung a funnel of temperamental gusts surged forth at him, seeking to engulf him and than uplift him into the sky where he'd receive multiple minor cuts before being dropped harshly to the ground.

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Fūton: Shinkūgyoku (Vacuum Sphere)
Rank: C, C
Type: Fūton, offensive
Range: 10 meters
Special: The user can expel one (1) more bullet each time retrained. 10 max.
Description: Immediately following the three required hand seals, users of this jutsu will inhale deeply; taking in a great amount of air. Mixing the air with their own chakra, they will than expel up to five (5) small spherical bullets of wind. Each shot will be expelled simultaneously, leaving but a second to adjust for aiming purposes. The shots will travel at twice the speed, but do the same amount of damage as thrown projectiles. Piercing through clothing, to cut the flesh beneath.
Domain: Fūton

Kamaitachi (Cutting Whirlwind)
Rank: C, C
Type: Offensive / Fuuton Ninjutsu
Range: 10+ meters
Chakra: Mid
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.

Shunpo [3]

Shunpo-Jin (Light Step Advance)
Rank: B
Type: Passive / Taijutsu / High-Speed Movement
Range: Shunpo
Consumption: --
Special: Gives the user the option to perform a Shunpo that allows the user to curve in the direction of their target. If the target is out of the user's Shunpo range, the user will be drawn as close as possible.
Description: Although Shunpo is normally executed in a linear fashion, with enough training, the Taijutsu Master can learn to read an opponent's movement and Shunpo in a curved way towards their target's last known location. With the angled attack, it increases the user's ability to strike after the Shunpo.
Domain: Shunpo.

Shunpo-Tweh (Light Step Retreat)
Rank: B
Type: Passive / Taijutsu / High-Speed Movement
Range: Shunpo
Consumption: --
Special: Gives the user the option to perform a Shunpo backwards.
Description: Although Shunpo is normally executed in a linear fashion, with enough training, the Taijutsu Master can learn to limit their forward travel speed in exchange for a near-instantaneous backwards move. This essentially allows rapid movement to retreat or create distance between user and opponent.
Domain: Shunpo.

(grinning) "Of course!"

Replying and grinning, Hotarubi was excited this kid had accepted her offer, although it didn't seem like he was too interested, but she'd have his full attention soon enough. Were these suppose to be men of Konoha, already they were backing up a few meters, seemed like they were all vagina tight she thought, almost letting out a hoarse laugh from her lips.

"So many hand seals going on here huh?"

Speaking whilst her hands met, intertwining, as chakra rushed and perforated her inner chambers. Hotarubi was ready to unleash the Gods winds upon her foes. The man with silver hair had seemed to exhale something, but the only change was the feeling of heat rising steadily. What exactly was he up to she thought as she drew air into her lips. "Fuuton: Shinkūha no jutsu!"

With the slight movement of her head whipping in both their directions and solitary blade of wind, roughly twenty meters in length would cut through the air, hurled towards both of them, but they'd stop directly at both fighters feet, the ground, splitting apart as loose sediment and dirt was kicked up, not offering any reprieve, Hotarubi took off for the kid who said he owned this place. She'd show him chumps weren't allowed to spout such ignorance.

"Here I come kid!"

Already she had crossed the threshold of four meters and going. She sought to break the distance and end him quickly. With the guise of her ploy attack, she was confident she'd caught him off guard with the sudden twenty meter blade of wind landing directly before him, but behind that guise all could hear if they focused, was a quiet pop!

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Shinkūha (Vacuum Wave)
Rank: C, C
Type: Offensive / Fuuton Ninjutsu
Range: 10 + meters
Chakra: Low
Special: Wind blade can travel 10 meters, plus 10 more each time relearned. Also when re-trained the user can fire up to one more blade of wind allowing yet another target.
Description: After performing the requires seals the user takes a deep breath and spins while exhaling, compressing the released air into a solitary blade of wind that covers a substantial area; roughly 10 meters around the user, due to their circular motion. Each blade of wind is exhaled a fraction of a second after the other while turning The resulting sharpened blast is large enough to slice through multiple targets located a significant distance from the user, causing grievous injuries amongst those hit, which may even prove fatal. Fires a total of three blades of wind able to strike a total of three opponents.
Domain: Fuuton.

[1?]

Up early Hotarubi was feeling simply great as she left her perch from her window, leaping onto the rooftops, she yawned, her arms stretching above her head. Clear skies, cool breezes, warm smells, and the frivolous banter of the villagers below. Yes, this was Konhagakure early in the morning. The sun was hiding behind thin clouds ivory, its rays weakened from being blocked.

(grinning) "It's gonna be a good day!"

Wide smile upon her face, and her arms casually behind her head, she decided to go get some early morning practice in. With her red jacket rustling in the breeze, she took her usual route down from the rooftops-skidding down the vertical surface of a building near the alley and than hitting the clamorous, dirt streets of Konoha. Taking the usual route she used to get to her special practicing area, she was greeted by the welcoming smiles of the villagers.

"Maybe I should take another mission?"

Hotarubi said allowed without really thinking it as she pushed her body up. "One Hundred and two" Keeping count a bead of sweat down her face, landing on her lip, its taste was salty-bittersweet. For a moment she cringed, but soon ignored it and went back to her push-ups.The surrounding area was nice, wide open, grassy fields, boulders of varying size, a few trees here and there, it was a pretty good place to get some practice in.

The tango of flashing sparks and fast blurs flickered about the stage. Each blow was precise, well placed and seeking to subject the other to the oppressors will. Sliding back, Hotarubi quickly brought her own weapon overhead, staving off a most powerful strike from Quick-Strike, Hotarubi faltered and he sought to take advantage of the situations. Raising his foot he kicked the blond squarely in the chest, his weapon already at the ready, a breath away from her shoulder, it was as if the steel could lick her flesh cleanly from the bone.

"Stop!"

With the battle stopped both contestants were now tied, and the next point would win them the match. The crowd clapped in awe at the skill displayed by both Quick-Strike and Hotarubi. Sighing Hotarubi smirked at the silver haired man and in turn he smiled at her. Twice she'd fallen for almost the same thing, but thats what fatigue did to people, she could had easy gotten her vigor back, but she wouldn't resort to something so low, she'd win the honorable way. "With the match tied, next point wins. Begin!"

"Hope your ready Quick-Strike!"

"You too girl!"

"I was already ready!"

Both Hoatrubi and Quick-Strike charged at one another, steel clashing and sparks flashing. The crowd was on the edge of their seats watching the cinematic action that was happening before them. Most were shouting Hotarubi's name, praising her, and the other lot, Quick-Strike is what they chanted. The repeating strike of blades played through the same as during most of the battle, Quick-Strike having the edge. Knocked aback, Hotarubi was sliding upon the balls of her heels, when Quick-Strike sought to take advantage of once more but it wasn't happening. Not the same ways as the times before.

"Not this time Quick-Strike!"

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Name: Enguard
Rank: C
Repeatable: Once per PC
Description: A local businessman and craftsman is attempting to promote his excellent craftsmanship. In a show of good sportsmanship, a rival craftsman shop has been issued a challenge. A friendly spar between two contestants to see whom's weaponry and creation was the best. Our client has reason to believe that they will be fighting dirty, as they have hired a rather dangerous individual to participate as their sponsor. Take on the competition as the client's sponsor, using a special katana, crafted to be unbreakable.
Obective: Fight as our client's represenative and prove his craftsmanship is best.
Reward: 50 EXP and 1,000 Ryo plus a C rank Katana. (While supplies last)

"You may start, now!"

With the battle restarted the man known as quick-strike flicked his blade, flinging the blood at its tip in front of Hotarubi. He was really pushing ti now, Hotarubi's expression was already like that of a feral animal, far past the breaking point. The animal was unleashed and she was cutting loose now. Now she was serious, charging at him sparks aimlessly lit the sky as their blades clashed, the sound of unmerciful steel pitted against steel sang out, in loud, thunderous strikes. Hoatrubi was on the defensive, back pedaling, due to Quick-strike being the larger of the two, but she had a plan for this.

"Oraa!"

Once both blades came to a stationary standstill, Hotarubi flipped her blade upon its flat side and dragged it against the opponents sword, and with the closing speed of a shark who was tailing its fleeing prey she stepped in, propelling herself from her back foot, her energy gathered at her palm. With a powerful push, the flat of her hands met his sternum, and almost instantly he flew back, his heels dragging across the ground, but she wasn't finished , with all her speed she closed in, and once he stopped backpedaling the tip of her sword was at his throat.

"Stop!"

With the fight stopped a point was awarded to Hotarubi, uplifting cheers were exuded from the crowds, a smirk passing over her freckled face. Quick strike appeared dazed as if he wasn't expecting such an frontal attack, his craziness however turned into a fierce war look as he took his stance. Weapon in hand Hotarubi took her stance. Things were heating up now in the ring, Hotarubi's adrenaline on the edge as she awaited for the announcer to give the signal. "Start!"

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Name: Enguard
Rank: C
Repeatable: Once per PC
Description: A local businessman and craftsman is attempting to promote his excellent craftsmanship. In a show of good sportsmanship, a rival craftsman shop has been issued a challenge. A friendly spar between two contestants to see whom's weaponry and creation was the best. Our client has reason to believe that they will be fighting dirty, as they have hired a rather dangerous individual to participate as their sponsor. Take on the competition as the client's sponsor, using a special katana, crafted to be unbreakable.
Obective: Fight as our client's represenative and prove his craftsmanship is best.
Reward: 50 EXP and 1,000 Ryo plus a C rank Katana. (While supplies last)

Standing on the stage, Hotarubi looked out into the crowd whilst biting her lip from anxiousness. She and Takasu were the first on the stage, but she could see the business man making his way through the awaiting masses. There was no sign of her opponents, not yet anyway. The announcer was the next to come, he was bald, and quite the round man. Hotarubi found herself gawking at him and if it were not for Takasu jutting her in the side her stare might have stayed there till he himself noticed. Finally the crowd reacted to something as they cheered, noise pervading the proximity.

(looking at hotarubi) "There here..."

Whispering into her ear, Hotarubi quickly turned her gaze on the new comers who stepped onto the stage, the man she took notice of was the well built one with silver hair. The other two were of no concern to her, she was focused on this very large opponent who towered over her own small disposition. It wasn't size that determined a fight though, not for a shinobi at the very least. This Hotarubi knew and understood all to good, even her, who didn't have the highest confidence in the barrel.

(Glaring at quickstrike) I see Takasu

"Ladies and gentlemen, today we will have a showcase of skill, where two warriors are pitted together, using a sword crafted by a well known craftsman. The winner of this friendly competition will earn their shop much praise and bragging rights. Now first we have fighting for the shop owner Takasu Hakamine, Hotarubi!"

The crowd cheered as Hotarubi stepped forward, taking ahold of the sword Takasu made. Looking at Takasu she walked towards the middle of the makeshift stage taking a deep breath she closed her eyes, and cleared her mind. "Now fighting for Seishiro's shop, Quick strike!" Roars and cheers of affection sang out, but Hotarubi did not falter, she wasn't scared. He stepped foward, holding his own blade made for use by his employer. Hotarubi glared at him as she gripped the katana harder.

"The rules are simple. Cutting is allowed, but no death strikes fully going through, If you have one stop your attack before your blade meets your opponents flesh. Three contacts wins the contest, now are you ready contestants?"

(smirking) "Yes!"

(grinning) "Of course!"

"Than began!

SPOILER: Click to show

Name: Enguard
Rank: C
Repeatable: Once per PC
Description: A local businessman and craftsman is attempting to promote his excellent craftsmanship. In a show of good sportsmanship, a rival craftsman shop has been issued a challenge. A friendly spar between two contestants to see whom's weaponry and creation was the best. Our client has reason to believe that they will be fighting dirty, as they have hired a rather dangerous individual to participate as their sponsor. Take on the competition as the client's sponsor, using a special katana, crafted to be unbreakable.
Obective: Fight as our client's represenative and prove his craftsmanship is best.
Reward: 50 EXP and 1,000 Ryo plus a C rank Katana. (While supplies last)