Road to Power [P][Training]

Name: The World
Rank: A
Type: Ninjutsu/Hijutsu
Element: N/A
Range: 8 meters
Duration: Maintainable
Hand Seals/Charge up: N/A (Requires a vocal summoning + chakra control)
Description:  Za Warudo is a special Ninjutsu technique utilized by Saburo. Through chakra control and by calling the name "Za Warudo (The World)", Saburo can project a ghostly guardian summoning. This summon, referred to as a Stand, is a manifestation of the user's life energy, innate power, and subconscious in a physical form. It can be considered a replicated reflection of the user's spirit. The Stand that Saburo uses is a rather large figure colored with varying shades of yellow. Za Warudo follows the will of Saburo with absolute loyalty (as Za Warudo is just a manifestation of Saburo's subconscious and is part of him), from acting as a protector, attacker, or for support uses whenever he issues it mental or verbal commands or he just thinks and feels upon an action and Za Warudo instantly follows it. In terms of Za Warudo's battle capabilities, it's a very strong Stand. It has a 8 meter range from Saburo (meaning it cannot move anymore than 8 meters from his position) and moves beyond peak human speeds (which is over 10 m/s). As an A-rank Stand, it's speed is equivalent to that of a Taijutsu Adept and reactions/perceptions equivalent to that of a Bukijutsu Master (assuming they're faster to react than Taijutsu Masters). It's physically very strong, stronger than that of a Taijutsu Adept but not on the level of a Taijutsu Master). Despite appearing a bit faded out, Za Warudo is a physical manifestation and its durability against attacks is equivalent to its rank. In addition to its strength as its most prominent ability, ZA Warudo has phenomenol attack speed. It can typically launch 100 precise punches in 20 seconds (5 strikes per second) or utilize its ultimate move; an attack of 15 punches within one second (S-rank Taijutsu attack - no discounts).

Saburo can manifest parts of the Stand as well, such as the arms, legs, head, and torso. This would cost B-rank chakra with B-rank upkeep with the same physical capabilities that that part would have had it been part of a whole. It can be manifested alongside the user like the whole Stand or be used to coat the corresponding body part of the user.

Za Warudo can stay active for however as long as Saburo wishes, though when he no longer needs it, Za Warudo will dissapear and he has to perform the technique again to summon it. Za Warudo can perform all abilities that humans can do, such as jumping, climbing, throwing, and doing chores for him, and capable of fighting like one. When summoned, it seemingly appears in an astral form and hovers around Saburo like a wraith, allowing people to mistaken it as an intangible entity or a ghost. Should the Stand be destroyed or de-activated, Saburo can resummon it again by performing the technique again.
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Saburo walked through the markets of Kumogakure; his hands were in the pockets of his yellow flak jacket as he made his stride alone. many people greeted me, all calling him The Daitaishou. That title rang pleasantly in Saburo’s ears, for it told him that so long as his name was no stranger to the people around him, then he can welcome them with respect and friendliness. Those who approach him without respect will earn a suspicious glare from him, and Saburo has a reputation for turning that suspicious glare into a vindictive wrath. He turned his head to see a fruit seller calling his name, waving him to come and take an apple. It was right on the house. Saburo walked towards the seller, his hand reaching out to grab it. And just as he did so, the seller’s face turned dark and he pulled out a knife. “For this village, you scumbag!” he yelled as he held the knife as the dagger that would plunge into Saburo’s heart, severing his life. A second later, the man would be knocked out, crashing head-first into another merchant’s market stall. No one could see anything, but just an inch before the man’s crude weapon could even touch Saburo’s jacket, he had activated his kekkei genkai out of reflex right before saying two words. Za Warudo phased right out from Saburo and punched the man right in the face, punting him several meters aside. Saburo noted the merchant who did not try to threaten his life and his name, so he will remember to pay for the damage later.
Eventually, Saburo made his way to the training grounds, where he could refine his Stand properly. The Stand power was unique to his generation, for there were only a rare number of Stand users right now. In the past, the Basara clan was easily the strongest clan in the village, but over time as their numbers dwindled and sexual recombination did not favor whatever gene was inherited from Mother Kaguya, the surviving masters of the legendary Stand wanted to keep their ability to themselves and train secretly, treating their blood-given abilities as something of a hidden jutsu. Saburo had already advanced his Stand to a high degree. Within the Stand hiearchy, there must have been no more than 30 people who have received an A-rank Stand. And he doubted that there were any more than 10 who mastered a S-rank one. Simply by consuming the appropriate amount of chakra, Stand users use their mastery over the Yin element and throw the Yang element in there as well to create their Stand. The Stand was an innate power that came deep from within the user’s soul, and is said to be the physical manifestation of their psyche and fighting spirit. The Stand was a warrior summoning meant for combat, although it can easily be used for daily errands and chores. There were so many, with different ranges, abilities, appearances. Some Stands are even autonomous to a degree, acting as automatic subconscious defenses when the user cannot react or respond by reflex. Saburo’s Stand, unfortunately, was not one of them. But, instead, he might have the strongest Stand in existence. “ZA WARUDO!” he called out, the chakra that he consumed bursting out and having an affect on the environment around him. Generated right next to him as if it came through a portal from another dimension was Za Warudo, the name of his Stand. He had perfectly remembered the form of the Stand when he first activated it, and used the Yin Release to shape the form and Yang Release so he can physically manipulate it. Stands look almost like androids - humanoid robots. The yellow metallic-like hue of Za Warudo’s exterior gleamed under the sun. It looked like a soldier, with its erect posture, chin, headpiece, thick straps around his shoulders, fingerless gloves, and massive muscular build. It was a physical Stand that was lethal in close quarters combat, not only because of its strength, but also because of its attack speed and reaction prowess. Za Warudo was precise and can be controlled with little error. “Za Warudo!” Saburo called with his eyes and mouth wide open. He had the Stand burst, flying slightly above ground as his feet did not touch a surface, towards a tree, which it was able to crush with a few blows.”WRRYYYYYYY!” Saburo cried out as one punch from Za Warudo to the ground was able to put a cracked dent on the ground. Za Warudo’s fist did not receive recoil damage, as the Stand was durable enough to take A-rank attacks head on. Of course, no one knew the secret weakness behind Za Warudo, Saburo’s Stand power either. It was never displayed or stated to anyone, because he knew that if word got out of such a devastating weakness, the success rate of the assassinations against him would jump from 17% to a whooping 43%. And even worse is that he had to be careful not to use his strongest Suiton attacks with the most area of effect while Za Warudo was out. He had already found ways to migiate the weakness and to keep on fighting even without his Stand. Plus, Za Warudo’s potential wasn’t fully unlocked yet.. Saburo had his Stand to a test run of its ultimate attack. “Gaaaaaa…….” Saburo charged his voice, as it would produce another sound. “MUDAMUDAMUDAMUDAMUDAMUDAMUDAMUDAAAAADADAADA!” In a furious rage, Za Warudo charged its power and unleashed a blurry but massive barrage of punches - its muscular arms and the rapidly-moving yellow hue created what looked like a golden haze between Za Warudo and a most unfortunate tree that happened to be peppered with fifteen punches that were launch in a second. The tree snapped immediately, and predicted the fall that a human would have once they got murked by the powerful series of blos. “Return…” Saburo said, and Za Warudo phased out of existence, and Saburo’s chakra levels settled. He could not wait until his Stand’s special power developed.


[Shadow Clone Jutsu]

Saburo raced around the mountain track, his own perspiration falling from his body to join with the earthly sediments that were littered on the ground. He slowed to a crawl, but his heart kept beating and he still felt stressed. The thought that he still had to do chores and errands later on bothered him, because he could be spending his time to better himself for the next match. When he could not budget time so well, things end up falling all on him. It was then did a thought occur to Saburo. He recalled a jutsu passing through town - a high-level jutsu developed by the Second Hokage that proved to be very very useful. It was called the shadow clone jutsu. Kage Bunshins were a mystical art in this world, and it seems like an ancient jutsu had been developed based on it. In fact, he remembered a demonstration about it, where the details of the jutsu were revealed right before him. The shadow clone apparently was an exact duplicate of the user, replicating their appearance, intelligence, physical prowess, jutsus, and combat ability. It was a technique that involved the process of splitting one’s chakra in half, and distributing into a clone. Thus, there would be two versions of the user with equally divided chakras. Even more is that the user can create several clones in battle and they can transverse far distances. It seemed like the perfect, golden jutsu. But alas, no jutsu is that perfect. The clone was not much different than a regular bunshin. Yes, it was physical, but it lacked any real durability. Anything hard that would produce pain or even a little damage would make it disperse. Plus, that loss in chakra was significant. Still, with the chakra he would have gained from working out, he could probably be able to maintain the technique. He stood erect, and adopted the signature hand seal that was for the Shadow Clone Jutsu. It was a perculiar seal, one devised by the Second Hokage as part of his genius in figuring out the know-how of developing powerful Ninjutsu. Shaping his index and middle fingers on each hand so they’d point straight out, he criss-crossed them with his left fingers horizontally perpendicular to the vertical right fingers, creating a cross hand seal. “Shadow Clone Jutsu!” Saburo executed. As he had formed that seal, the circuitry of his chakra circulator system began functioning and working out its kinks. Physical energy and mental energy came together to form chakra - the energies were important because once implanted into the clone, it would inherit the physical traits and capabilities as well as the mental thinking and mindset of the original. It was a huge sum of chakra given to his inherited powerful chakras, and he divided it in half to distribute to one clone. Chakra flowed out of his body, and all Saburo needed to do was use the two chakra natures that made ninjutsu what is is. Yin Release was used to visualize the image of the clone in a perfect image of himself. This was the Academy E-rank Clone technique basically. Form without substance. And this is where Tobirama’s genius displayed itself, when you throw that other complementary piece in, for Yin cannot have its Yang. Yang Release breathed life and physical substance into that clone, making it inherit the chakra that held the physical and mental energy of the original user. Poof! A small swirl of smoke appeared besides Saburo as he created a clone of himself. Like looking at himself in the mirror, he admired his handsome features and commended himself for the choice of wear that he had selected today (as well as every other day). Saburo instructed the clone to do his bidding, and it did. Saburo resumed his run around the track, running in order to improve his own chakras as his stamina depleted. Once he had finished after a good twenty minutes, he took a break when he saw his clone return with an ice cream cone in hand. Saburo asked the clone if everything was done. The clone replied no, and said that he did nothing. Saburo was outraged. Apparently he was unaware as the clone had inherited his mindset, he would not be ordered around like a dog. This was not combat, after all. And even worse, the clone did not even buy him an ice cream. So the two duked it out with their fists. And unfortunately for the clone Saburo murked it as although the clone had Saburo’s physical power, it did not have his durability. After ten seconds of exchanging blows, the clone dispersed. But it was then did Saburo figure out something itneresting. He was able to inherit the experience and memories of everything his clone had gained. This could be extrmely useful indeed not only in information gathering but also in training. Plus, no one would be able to tell if he’s skipping chores or not as he’s techncailyl not, and he had the memories to back it up.

[Wild Lion's Mane Technique]

Name: Wild Lion's Mane Technique
Rank: B
Type: Ninjutsu
Used For: Offensive/Supplementary
Element: N/A
Range: 20 meters
Duration: Three Posts
Hand Seals/Charge up: Snake
Description: This technique uses chakra to temporarily enhance the head's metabolism and manipulate the hair that grows longer as a result of it. There is also chakra flowing through the lengthened hair, making its hardness comparable to that of steel wire. By thickly bundling the hair, its strength is further increased, also increasing its destructive power. Its name may come from the fact that, as seen just before striking Pain, it takes the shape of what resembles a lion's mouth


Another mystical ninja art archetype caught Saburo’s attention, and that was hair manipulation. Often did the legends of ninja and folklore portray a seductive demonness who used her hair to bind men and suffocate them, robbing their souls. It was not a bad idea for whoever was the first guy to come up with a jutsu that used chakra to enhance a natural body appendage of humans and use it to strangle people’s throats. The technique in question is known as the Wild Lion Mane’s technique, and requries a great deal of chakra control to utilize. Saburo fluttered around with his wild, golden, flame-like locks that were uniquely and perfectly arranged. To use his hair in battle was something convenient as a mafia boss, but he didn’t want his beautiful perfection to be ruined by fodder scum. There were times that he would not be able to utilize Za Warudo, so this should allow him to maintain the leverage regarding range and in helping him facilitate jutsu. This particular technique, known as the Wild Lion’s Mane technique, gave him sufficient range and reach, which was something good for his chakra-enhanced hair strands. Hair manipulation is typically employed for binding purposes, and strangling by hair was fun. Saburo began his own learning of the technique in the typical mountain plains under the dready sky. His hands came together and cupped each other by the palm, forming the Snake hand seal, and that was it. Quick and necessary. As she did so, the physics of chakra circuitry began. Chakra was already prepared from Saburo’s fusion of physical and mental energy, and flowing with them are the Yin and Yang elements. In the circulatory system, his chakra was consumed by his tenketsu points, and the chakra flew straight towards the top of his head wher his hair were. Chakra enhanced each fiber and strand that stood on top of Saburo’s head, strengthening them until they were as durable as steel wire, and that toughness was accompanied by a grip that substituted for cutting edge. This jutsu was an application of Yin-Yang release, like all other non-elemental techniques. Although the shinobi’s use of the element was an inferior form of how the Sages used it, it still allowed them to utilize ninjutsu as it is. Bringing in together chakra which was composed of physical and spiritual energy, he also brought in Yin Release, which created form out of nothing, and Yang release, which breathed life into form giving it vitality, and what would come out was the jutsu or effect visualized. “Ninpou: Wild Lion’s Mane!” With Yang-Release, he was given free manipulation over every single of his thousands of his hair fibers which were normally composed of dead cells. In addition to increasing its physical state, it lengthened the hair strands considerably into a wild mass bundle as if it were a living hair monster. The Yang Release allowed Saburo to control it was if it were living much like the NAra’s shadow jutsus, and thus it extended and expanded over a distance of twenty meters, gripping onto several trees with arm-like appendages that Saburo formed his hair with. Indeed, chakra could create miracles, and it breathed life into dead cells to make a monster from a man. Exerting strength, force, and pressure on the trees, he could hear the bark cracking as se kept his tight grip over them. Any human who got binded by this would have their blood flow halted almost completely, and if tightened around their neck, it would effectively cut off their oxygen supply and give it fifteen seconds while pressure is exerted to damage the throat area, the opponent would be knocked out unconscious. This technique is also strong against even big summons, though not boss ones. His thickened hair could restrict its limbs, constricting them from their movements. A few moments later her hair snapped the trees in half, proving its lethal destructiveness when used on human beings, even TAijutsu masters much like himself. He pondered about future uses of this jutsu. A single piece of hair in a sea of strands could deal the lethal blow as a sneak attack, or perhaps he could form a hairy, flame-like golden cocoon around himself to hide his use of jutsu, and after it unravels, what comes out will be the last thing his opponent will ever see. As he entertained himself with these thoughts, he decided not to spread his chakra-enhanced hair out, but rather to bundle them all up to amplify its destrucitve potential. He wrapped the hair strands around each other, with the chakra coming together to stream throughout the strands of hair, and formed a gigantic fist made of his golden hair. Using that, he comfortably slammed a tree and kept on banging it silly until it was crushed down to its roots. Saburo, of course, would not feel any pain from the recoil or damage done to his hair- which was a good thing.

Name: Wind Knives
Rank: C
Type: Ninjutsu
Element: Wind
Range: 10 meters
Duration: 1 post+ (it's one use, instead of lasting, until all of the knives formed are used)
Hand Seals/Charge up: Monkey or Snake.
Description: Kazetou is a Ninjutsu technique utilizing the Wind Element. Saburo forms two-inch long knive-like projectiles out of wind chakra that he can launch them at high speeds or stab with good cutting power. These wind projectiles are sharper than metal knives and glass shards. They'll have no difficulty in piercing through human skin. Due to their elemental nature and the intensity in which Saburo can throw them, they also travel at high velocities (Taijutsu Adept). Saburo can form dozens of these per use. He can make them hover in the air, stop the motion of the wind projectiles at any time, and then proceed to make them accelerate to their normal speed.
Weakness: He cannot manipulate the movement of these wind knives when thrown (aside from stopping their motion and then accelerating them).


Target practice was good, and so Saburo set forth into improving his accuracy by testing his new jutsu on marks that were painted on a dummy. An all-purpose jutsu covering all ranges would be advantageous to enemies who did not know their place, and needed the Daitoushou to show them the true might of Kumogakure’s criminal empire. Waltzing into the grassy field, Saburo quickly slid his hands together across from each other - palms touching to make the Monkey handseal. When he withdrew his hands, out came twelve lethal daggers of wind chakra hovering around his persona. There was a seven meter distance between the dummy and I, and he wanted to see in what ways he could use the jutsu. He distributed it into three sets of usage, with each set containing four knives. He picked up a knife as it was hovering in mid-air, and pinpointed his target, which was at the forehead of the wooden dummy. He threw it with a level of aim, and the knife plunged right into the wooden head- just an inch to the left of the intended mark. A real target would have their skull perforated and their brain pierced. Taking one more knife, he threw it at the dummy, and it landed right in the chest - where most of the body’s surface area was. It was easy to hit there. Taking two knives at a time, he threw them at the dummy and the two wind knives flew through the air and thrusted into the wooden dummy’s neck. Had it been a real human - that would have been a bloody kill. With that set down, he had the second set go, and this time he manipulated them mid-air. He had the wind knives target the dummy’s face, as if Saburo wanted to skewer and cut the enemy’s face up, mutilating their appearance. He sent flying towards one general point, and they all stabbed the dummy in the front of its head, sending it angling slightly backwards, signaling to Saburo that he had to run to it to stop it from tumbling, which he suceeded. After he balanced it back in place, he regained that same distance, but this time had someone more precise and accurate than him take over. “Za Warudo!” he called out, his faithful summoning appearing right besides him. His Stand which had faster reaction prowess and precision could throw the wind knives with superior aim than him. His Stand took hold of two pairs of knives, each pair held between the fingers of each fist. The Stand took a second longer to analyze where it should throw, and then flung his arms towards the general direction of the dummy. Crossing seven meters at a greater velocity than what Saburo threw them at, Saburo could see that his knives curved even a little to make their destination. All of the wind knives hit the dummy right in the heart, with only a half of a centimeter’s worth of distance (error) between them. The instant kill right there. Saburo de-activated his Stand and called it a day,

Spoiler:

Saburo had to find himself murking a wooden dummy once more, because using this on an actual human would likely lead him to kill them. A technique that he had developed during his Jounin years, Saburo’s mastery with the Suiton element has gone so far that he is able to use his bodily fluids to spread cold from his body to temperatures external to him, dropping them to or below the freezing point. He dubbed this jutsu Ekitou and it was his prized technique in close quarters combat, supplementing his skill in Taijutsu by making sure that those he comes into contact with do not leave the area without their bodily fluids vaporized. Liquid Freezing otherwise known as, it allowed him to manipulate his bodily fluids so he can vaporize them and spread his cold through physical contact, causing those in contact to freeze quickly. He had spent many weeks trying to master this jutsu, and at last, he had gotten somewhere. This jutsu was convenient because it required no hand seals, and was perfect as a sneak attack in hand to hand combat. Nevertheless, while eyeing the dummy, Saburo sought to make his prized jutsu a reality. Clapping his hands together, he then withdrew them to mold the chakra in his body. Having had flown through the circulatory system, he channeled it to his arm, and then converted it into the Water element. Building up the water chakra inside his arm, the jutsu allowed him to turn his right arm into cold. The fluids inside blood and plasma turned cold, his own arm began to feel numb as it began to harden in texture, giving his arm a more bluish, veiny appearance. Hopefully, the strength and speed of his movements were not affected, and so his fingers found themselves in swift contact with the neck of the wooden dummy, almost as if Saburo was trying to choke it. “Ekitouuu! Wrrryyyy. With this secret technique of mind, all who comes in contact with me will be turned into a frozen….pig!” A second later, the dummy’s neck, shoulders, upper chest, and chin quickly froze up. Temperatures dropped down to the freezing point, as ice slowly creeped up from the bark that composed the afflicted areas of the wooden dummy, both inhibiting cellular movement inside the targeted areas and encasing the enemy in a layer of ice from the outside. Saburo kept his hand there in for eight more seconds, by the end of which, the ice had accelerated its rate of spread, causing the cold to spread from Saburo’s arms and vaporize all other fluids inside of the wood, turning the wood dummy into a humanoid glacier. The ice encompassed the entire surface area and volume of the dummy, and so Saburo was able to remove his hands and admire the crystal beauty that he had created. Where the lame dummy once stood, was a glittering blue sculpture of frost; the cold could be felt by Saburo. In its incapacitated state, Saburo would be able to easily crush it and break it to pieces with Za Warudo. But he just let the freezing effect hold still for a good minute, after which he noticed that the frost was melting away , and the layer thinned as time went by. Eventually, the dummy was no longer frozen and a single puddle of water laid rest underneath it. Now that he knows how long it’ll take before the freezing melts, he can plan accordingly. Furthermore, he realized that after removing his arm and de-activating the jutsu, he was able to hardly lift his arm at all - as it was a cold, numb, limp limb. THis lasted until shortly before the freezing wore off on the dummy. This was vital information when using it in battle, and must be kept away from the eyes of enemies and allies alike. He went on to find some game, as he was on a hunt now. He needed a live test subject, organic and full of blood. He noticed his target, marking his territory by a tree. Saburo approached the mutt with a sense of dignity and respect, allowing it to finish its pissing business. Once it has done so, and before it could escape, Saburo swiftly had it its head in its grasp, and the dog quickly froze up, as he had targeted the center of nervous attention. The dog’s movements weren’t slacked as its head was nothing but a ball of ice - brain cells froze up. In a short while afterwards, Saburo carried the dog buried by subzero temperatures between his arms, caressing it as one would caress a cat. Then he tossed it in the air. “Za Warudo!” Out came his Stand and with a swift three punch attack, it shattered the ice dog into many pieces. A merciless, painless, and necessary death, for the dog died for the sake of the village and the mafia. The result would be much like what he’d do to a human who fell to Ekitou. Saburo wanted to approach a lake now. No one would suspect anything really espeially since winter was coming. He had found himself a water source and so with a molding of water chakra, his own leg was used as the medium for the technique. Dipping his feet in, he allowed the cold to permeate from where he was to freeze the rest of the water in the lake. The surface of the water froze up and spreaded over ten meters worth of distance in just ten seconds. The freezing effect ran deeper into the lake, going into a 2 meters or so. Saburo watched as the flowing clear water that reflected the bustling lightning storms had its image shattered as it solidifed into blue icy frost, altering the landscape entirely. Eventually the effect stopped short, and Saburo noted the extent of his freezing range. This was good enough, for it allowed him a sufficient advantage over Water jutsu. He removed his leg from the water and de-frosted his leg, although he could barely move his leg so he just waited there until the lake also returned to its watery state, and Saburo took home with him another great jutsu.

Name: Needle Jizo
Rank: B
Description: This is a technique where the user encases themselves in a countless number of sharp needles, but in truth, the spikes are the user's hair. Chakra grants the strands of hair the hardness and shape of needles, endowed with a capacity to injure and kill on par with that of metallic weapons. In addition, if activated in response to an opponent's attack, it can also be used as a counter. The hair is made hard enough that it can withstand blows from certain types of weapons such as arrows.

Continuing off his lessons in hair manipulation, Saburo found himself another arcane jutsu, one known as the Needle Jizo. A technique of the same category and class as the Wild Lion Mane’s technique, this was a technique that offered more offensive and defensive power. Saburo fluttered around with his wild, golden, flame-like locks that were uniquely and perfectly arranged. To use his hair in battle was something convenient as a mafia boss, but he didn’t want his beautiful perfection to be ruined by fodder scum. air manipulation is typically employed for binding purposes, and strangling by hair was fun. Saburo began his own learning of the technique in the typical mountain plains under the dreary sky. Saburo weaved six handseals. In rapid formation: pinky and ring fingers interlaced while the index and middle fingers brushed against each other jutting upwards, with the thumbs standing by each other → the form opened up so that the finger joints locked in on each other while the index fingers came together with bent thumbs resting on them to form a triangle, → wrists turned around as they locked onto each other to form Boar ---> returning to a Tiger-like form, this time three fingers of the right hand wrapped around the left index and middle fingers and the two right index and middle fingers jutted above them → the right hand closed around the left middle and ring fingers, before ending the seal sequence by cupping his hands together and interlacing his fingers to form Snake. As he had done this, this allowed him to easily mold his chakra, allowing it to flow through the chakra circulatory system before shooting to his dead hair cells. Chakra enhanced the metabolism of the hair, extending it like Wild Lion’s Mane technique - but to a smaller degree, as the hair covered the base sole of the user’s shoe but would never leave his own personal space. Controlling the flow of chakra in his hair now, Saburo moved his flame-like golden hair to wrap around him in a tight barrier - the external surface covered in chakra-enhanced hair needles that were spiky enough to prick human flesh while Saburo was quite safe from being pricked inside the hair. Hair strands stood out with a sharpened texture, giving his hair a more frizzed appearance. This would be sharp enough to stab anyone who wants to get into a taijutsu fight with him, although it’s not like he could freeely move around either. Rather, it was best if used in conjunction with another technique. He undid-the technique and watched as the hair needles simply lose their edge and returned to his more malleable hair. Now, he formed the Snake hand seal and used chakra to expand the surface area of his hair, strenghtening their durability and grip so that they can have the strength to crush things. But to add onto that lethalty, Saburo added an extra flavor. His ahnds were on the move again, only to be distinguished by a close observer if they too were a master in a combative specialty. pinky and ring fingers interlaced while the index and middle fingers brushed against each other jutting upwards, with the thumbs standing by each other → the form opened up so that the finger joints locked in on each other while the index fingers came together with bent thumbs resting on them to form a triangle, → wrists turned around as they locked onto each other to form Boar ---> returning to a Tiger-like form, this time three fingers of the right hand wrapped around the left index and middle fingers and the two right index and middle fingers jutted above them → the right hand closed around the left middle and ring fingers, before ending the seal sequence by cupping his hands together and interlacing his fingers to form Snake. From then on, his durable hair strands turned to spikes, allowing him to both fight freely enough. Saburo tested this new destructive power on trees, and found that he could split them in half now as his hair now had a cutting edge to them. Humans who faced his wrath would be crushed and have every pore of their body pierced by his golden needles, allowing them to bleed to death from the entire surface area of their body. Saburo de-activated the technique, allowing his hair to return to normal size and state. With these two techniques mastered, he could easily employ them in the battlefield and achieve devastating results. Hair manipulation would find its way as a useful tool in the Big Boss’s lethal arsenal.



Name: Bouldering Topfall
Rank: B
Type: Ninjutsu
Element: N/A
Range: 15 meters
Duration: 1 post
Hand Seals/Charge up: Monkey, Tiger, Ox.
Description: After forming the needed handseals, Saburo can manipulate nearby concrete, asphalt, and cement and direct them towards the target, in a way similiar to Roof Tile Shuriken at speeds one tier lower than the user's Ninjutsu skill.
Weakness: Can be dodged by someone with Adept+ Taijutsu speed.

A genius of ninjutsu rivaling that of Tobirama, Saburo always hyped himself when he developed his own jutsu successfully. This technique which he modeled after the Roof Tile Shuriken technique, allowed a more versatile manipulation over the playing field so to speak. He found himself in the middle of the road, standing on top of the asphalt and gravel. Here, he would demonstrate the technique which he has come to name “Bouldering Topfall”. Not a conspicuous name, it gave no hints unlike the jutsu it was derived from. He needed to form only three hand seals - fewer than the RTS. His hands slide horizontally across from each other - palms touching each other before the formation broke up to interlace the pinky and ring fingers, extend the index and middle fingers against each other pointing to the sky, and place the thumbs against them, and ending the seal sequence by sliding his ahnds perpendicular to each other. Monkey, Tiger, and Ox. As he had formed the handseals to his homemade jutsu, chakra physics began to work as it flowed through his tenketsu points; moderate amounts consumed by them in order to initiate the jutsu. At last, the chakra spread out from his body onto the asphalt road, allowing him to pull out parts of the road for this jutsu. Approximately ten floating pieces of asphalt grouped into something like a blob hovered around him, similar to how one would use the Manipulated Shuriken technique. Chakra flowed through them and kept them together, allowing the Daitaishou to manipulate them at will. He had them all fire towards a tree fourteen meters away, and could see splits in the bark even from a distance. But the application of thet echnique does not stop there, for there were other places aside from the road in which he can use this technique. Thirty minutes later, he found an abandoned building. The material composition was worn out, but it’ll do. He began the process once more as he molded and manipulated the appropriate amount of chakra. As a Ninjutsu Master now, he could maximize the efficiency of his chakra consumption for B-rank techniques. His hands slide horizontally across from each other - palms touching each other before the formation broke up to interlace the pinky and ring fingers, extend the index and middle fingers against each other pointing to the sky, and place the thumbs against them, and ending the seal sequence by sliding his hands perpendicular to each other. Chakra flowed out to latch onto the pieces of concrete and cement that made the building, pulling out concrete blocks that were on the ground along with pieces of brick. He had ten of these heavy weights surrounding them, and believe this, they will hurt. Aside from the great pain should one take a block head-on, it can cause brusing, swelling, and mild internal damage. If hit in the head head-on, a knockout could even be conceived. As these were heavy things with a lot of mass and could travel at high speeds, the sheer kinetic energy will be dangerous for one block, much less ten of them at the same time. Spotting a tree, he directed all of them towards it. The concrete and brick blocks smashed against the bark of the tree, splitting it in the air and even tilting the tree away from Saburo. The blocks were partially pulverized into dust upon contact, but that was okay. After all, once it smashes like that near the enemy, he could use the dust to irritate or blindside them. Later on…
Saburo found himself looking at one of the men who was bullying one of his followers. The man was beat up and taken to the Daitaishou so his fate would be decided, often not to the knowledge of the village officials, as the ANBU black op disguise could easily have them turn a blind eye away from the brutality behind the walls of his household. Saburo looked at the man and amidst all of the swearing directed to him, thought about what justice he shall give. He examined the bruises and disfiguration that his follower received, and thought that a brutal punishment is in order. Three seals were formed, and the man was no stranger to what ninjutsu looks like. “Death by firing squad”, Saburo said. He manipulated the concrete blocks that were just seven meters away and had them float around him, aiming for the man who was five meters in front of him. “Alright boys, you can let him go now”. He was released, and the man, dazed for a bit, made a run for it. He did not make it. Saburo had all of these concrete blocks hit him directly, including two blocks that smashed against his head, fracturing his skull and moving around the jelly that it his brain. This caused a major concussion and knocked the guy out. Saburo went over to check for a pulse. The guy was still alive. “Umm mhm… send him back to his family, will ya? Let them know that if he tries anything against us okay, then Death will be at his doorsteps.” And so it was said, and so it shall be.

[Starch Syrup Capturing Field]
Saburo found himself learning another water jutsu that would prove useful to him on the battlefield. He found himself on hard plain ground, uncovered by grass or anything of that sort. With his mission in sight, he wanted to do nothing more but to demonstrate that he could use this jutsu and get out of here. It wasn’t actually a powerful jutsu, for it didn’t have any offensive or defensive applications. However, it did have a supplementary trick to it, and perhaps it could provide as fuel for other water techniques, added onto their stickiness. There was a two-seal sequence and they were similar, cousin seals. With his left hand arranged as it would for Tiger, Saburo wrapped his pinky, ring, and thumb around the two jutting left fingers and then slid his right index and middle fingers against them, extending beyond the tips of the left fingers. Then he broke up the arrangement of his fingers and lowered his the formation of his right hand, by interlacing his right pinky and ring fingers over the complimentary digits and the rest of the fingers were on level, even plain with one another. With that, he was able to convert his chakra into that of the water nature, but this would not be plain water. With the hand seals and the fact that he is manipulating the water chakra in order to change its physical properties, the chakra flowed from the middle of his body and out of his mouth. A sticky, syrupy type of greenish water spew from his mouth. He had changed the composition to give it a gooey effect, and so the water was able to spread across an area to about half the surface area of the standard swimming pool. The syrupy water spread, latching onto the minerals and pebbles that were in its way, preventing them from moving. An enemy who walks into this trap would be made vulnerable to Saburo’s attacks. Especially if aimed airborne, it would be something like a tidal wave that the enemy has to avoid at all costs, which they’d be unlikely to do as in he meantime Saburo would be walking on the water that is blindsiding them to catch them off guard. But Saburo was also able to manipulate the movement of this syrup, allowing it to move and even jump from the water pool to latch onto targets. Saburo infused his feet with chakra and was able to freely walk on it, making the syrup travel with him along the way. Eventually he spotted a rock and had the syrupy water move towards it, climbing up its round surface and just covering it in its sticky wetness. It looked like some kind of jelly monster was growing from there. The size of the syrup water was decent, but not particularly commendable. He would have to devise and improve upon a larger scale technique. And so he had the syrup water disperse, and the ground lost its adhesiveness.

[Water Shark Missile Technique]
Another technique of deadly proportions, Saburo was practicing a Kirigakure secret technique, once famously used by a member of the Seven Swordsmen of the Mist known as Kisame Hoshigaki. This was his signature jutsu, and Saburo was a disciple who inherited his technique. This was a rather long set of seals, which was just fine for Saburo. He had his pool of water nearby in order to demonstrate this technique with. His hands came together with the index and middle fingers extending from the seal frame and the rest of the fingers locked in with each other. His arms shifted so his hands could be slid in perpendicular to each other, followed by an interlocking of the first four fingers with the pinky finger touching each other at the tip while extending downwards to the ground. Formation broke up once again and reformed like molecular bonds, this time with the formation of single-barrel guns with his hand. The left hand was turned over so the right thumb could lock in with the knuckles of his left hand. The barrels extended in parallel to each other. Then he placed the palm of his hand on the fist of the other, joined three fingers at the tips except for his pinky and ring fingers which gripped onto each other just a bit lower than the rest. He wrapped one hand as if it were a fist around two jutting fingers on one hand that was arranged in the Tiger formation. Two pairs of fingers then crossed as one would do for Kage Bunshin, followed by a repetition of the third seal, and ending it with a new addition to the sequence - Tiger’s cousin. Tiger, Ox, Dragon, Hare, Dog, Bird, Rat, Clone seal, dragon, and ram. His chakra converted to that of the water nature, it channeled out of his body and into the lake, allowing him to form a water sculpture perfectly resembing the form of a shark out of the water. The behemoth of the deadly predator bared its teeth, and Saburo had it shoot out from the pond and into a tree just ten meters away, like a torpedo. The water shark smacked right into the trunk, with its teeth out so it could close its mouth and mince on the bark. Th B-rank Suiton “bomb” crushed the tree into half on impact, also sending out a major splash of water. Next, Saburo eyed the pond and admired the distance from one end to the next. There must have been at least a thirty meter diameter here. He repeated the sequence as hands came together with the index and middle fingers extending from the seal frame and the rest of the fingers locked in with each other. His arms shifted so his hands could be slid in perpendicular to each other, followed by an interlocking of the first four fingers with the pinky finger touching each other at the tip while extending downwards to the ground. Formation broke up once again to make the Hare/Rabbit hand seal. Then he placed the palm of his hand on the fist of the other, joined three fingers at the tips except for his pinky and ring fingers which gripped onto each other just a bit lower than the rest. He wrapped one hand as if it were a fist around two jutting fingers on one hand that was arranged in the Tiger formation. Two pairs of fingers then crossed as one would do for Kage Bunshin, followed by a repetition of the interlocking of the first four fingers with the pinky finger touching each other at the tip while extending downwards to the ground, and ending it with the final seal - with one hand having two fingers that jutted beyond the tips of similarly arranged fingers. As the water shark formed, Saburo dove into the pond, right into the mouth of the shark. He was able to fit in there well, and using chakra, was able to adhere to the surface. He was not in any danger of drowning or anything like that. With the shark’s mouth closed now, Saburo used it to glide through the thirty meter distance that separated one end of the lake to the other end. The shark transversed at high speeds, and Saburo was brought along the ride comfortably as he felt like he was in a submarine swimming through the ocean. When he reached the other side, he had the shark jump out of the water and land right on land, and the shark slowly melted into a puddle of water.

Name: Spiral Air Mines
Rank: B
Type: Ninjutsu
Element: Wind
Range: 10 meter radius
Duration: Maintainable
Hand Seals/Charge up: Tiger
Description: Saburo can form up to eight spinning, compressed wind spheres in the palm of his hands and launch them towards a fixed location. Should the wind spheres make contact with a target or on Saburo's command, they'll expand in an explosive manner up to a 4 meter radius, with the impact able to send humans flying a dozen meters away. The key behind this technique is to position the balls in a way so that they'd consecutively hit each wind sphere after one explodes right in their face, creating a pinball effect that'll surely knock the wind out of them.
Weakness: First and second won't severely hurt the target. It is only the collective damage inflicted by several of these would the opponent actually be crippled by it. Using something to hit these spheres will cause them to explode before they are intentionally detonated.

Saburo was in the training grounds today to demonstrate another technique that he himself developed, one that dwelved in the realm of his secondary elemental affinity - Wind. His visualization of the technique in play, Saburo brought his hands together so his pinky and ring fingers interlaced with each other, index and middle fingers rested on each other jutting towards the sky, and thumbs lying besides them, forming the Tiger handseal. With that, the visualization of the technique which is governed by his mental energy, otherwise connected to Yin Release, poured into his chakra as it circulated inside his body. Converting the freshly made chakra into that of the Wind element, two swirls started to form each on his hands before they took the form of wind spheres. He popped them in the air and had them hover around him, while creating six more of those small balls. He had them hover within the ten meter distance of him, placing them in certain locations. Saburo took a sturdy wooden chair, supposedly crafted from Senju wood, and threw it at the wind sphere just five meters away from him. The chair was thrown right over the wind sphere and made it to its other side, by then Saburo triggered the explosion. The wind sphere expanded violently up to a 4 meter radius, and the impact sent the chair flying away from it, right into another wind sphere, which exploded and sent the chair flying elsewhere, which hit another wind sphere and was tossed through the air once more. This was repeated a total of seven times, creating some sort of pinball effect as Saburo could tell that each time the wooden chair was sent flying away, a piece of it cracked. The first two times the bark just split. But after the third time, a piece came off. Then on the fourth time, another leg came off. And the fifth, and six, and seventh time the chair broke into smaller pieces, leaving nothing but the back flying straight towards the final wind sphere. And with that, the back split into half, flying 12 meters into the sky before crashing back to the ground. Now, the next step is to test it…
The enemy was in his sights… the little bugger was running away from him, but Saburo already knew what to do. He would punish the evildoer by robbing him of his movement. Saburo brought his hands together so his pinky and ring fingers interlaced with each other, index and middle fingers rested on each other jutting towards the sky, and thumbs lying besides them, forming the Tiger handseal. The name of the technique echo'ed throughout the city; "Wind Release: Spiral Air Mines!" Saburo executed. Molding the wind chakra inside of him, he shot out eight wind spheres towards the guy. One of the wind spheres was able to get right in front of him, and so Saburo triggered the one behind him to explode, causing his target to directly bash into the wind sphere, causing him to be sent towards Saburo’s direction almost the instant he was hit by the wind sphere behind him. No doubt he would be disorientated right now, with a heavy lurching impact on his back and chest which was hit straight-on. His arms were flailing through the air. Saburo saw as his target was sent to another wind sphere at a time, the balls seemingly appearing to explode at the same time. Like a rag doll, he was sent flinging through the air  as the third wind sphere was crippled any feeling in one of his legs. The fourth wind sphere then made his target cough up a significant amount of blood, and the fifth wind sphere broke several bones in his body and induced internal bleeding. The sixth wind sphere nearly knocked the daylights of him, but his target was a resilient man. Then, at the last wind sphere (the target was flying up in the air now), he hit the wind sphere straight-on, triggering it to explode, sending the man accelerating to the ground at high velocity. On impact, the damage would be similar to a suicidal person jumping from a 30-meter building. The guy landed head-first, splattering brain matter all over the ground as his head was split and skull fractured. Saburo went down to examine the damage to the man’s body. His legs were all jumbled up and twisted awkwardly, suggesting that the wind explosions impaired any motor control over them and twisted them.




Name: Arhat Fist Style
Rank: C
Description:  The Sound ninja Jiroubou has several Taijutsu attacks in his aresenal. These include HouShou (Demolishing Palm), a palm strike to the chest which is capable of knocking an opponent back approximately 30-40 feet. TokKen (Shoulder Thrust), a charging strike with his shoulder. ShouShitsu (Rising Knee) a hard uppercutting knee strike. ShouGekiShou (Rising Palm Attack), a hard thrusting palm attack that can send his opponent flying. AtsuShou (Pressure Palm), a powerful driving palm thrust. And finally GanGeki (Boulder Attack), another powerful fist strike.


Exercising brute force was not only Saburo’s specialty but also his favorite pastime. As a Taijutsu master who would like nothing more than to stuff his fist right into someone’s gut, Saburo had to find ways in order to amplify the power of his strikes. So he was besides himself when he came to acquire a style of hand to hand fighting that enhanced his own Taijutsu strikes. The “Arhat Fist” it was was a brutal fighting style where someone like Saburo could use his overwhelming ferocity and strength to take an opponent in no more than two blows. Which is why he himself like to call it the “Two Step Dance”. The concept of thet echnique was simple. Saburo had positioned himself just a meter from a tree, so the tree can be within arm’s reach if he chooses to lean forward. In order to use this technique which amplifies the power of his strikes, Saburo must adopt the Zen-like Arhat state. To do that, one must strive to achieve nirvana in their fighting, harnessing the mind of someone freed from suffering and channeling the energy gained from that to increase the potency of Taijutsu attacks. This was particularly hard for someone like Saburo, who has experienced nothing but suffering in his early life and is still struggling against suffering to this day. However, he has found a way to get over it. In order to let go of the anger in his soul, he has to alter his self-image. Now, he perceives himself as nothingness, as a man with no ambition and feels neutral towards the world around him. This sense of neutrality and nothingness would free him from any inhibition that would prevent his muscles from relaxing and being used to their full power. “Arhat Fist…..” he hissed. “Rising Knee!” An upward knee thrust inserted a knee-shaped gap onto the side of the tree trunk. “Thrusting Shoulder!” By charging at the standing tree with his shoulder strength, he was able to befell it. “Boulder Attack!” He fisted the side of another tree, creating a fist-shape hole on the side of it, and followed it up with the Crumbling Palm attack, which was a generic palm attack that split the tree in half. “Rising Palm!” He smaked the top part of the tree up into the air. Saburo jumped into the air, getting just above the top of the flying tree trunk. “Pressure Palm!” And so the heavyweight brought it down with a resounding thump, opening up cracks all over the bark. Saburo descended back down to the ground, letting out a sigh of energy where the last traces of his nirvana-induced state disappeared from his body. He returned to his normal setting of strength, as he could only enter that state for brief intervals of time. Images of his own suffering all rushed back to his mind as if he was going through a roller coaster ride of his life, and he remembered that his character was shaped by his suffering.

Name: Space Weeping
Rank: B
Type: Ninjutsu
Element: Water/Wind
Range: 15 meters
Duration: 1 post
Hand Seals/Charge up: Bird hand seal
Description: Uchunaki is a Ninjutsu technique developed by Saburo. After forming a single handseal, Saburo will pressurize water element chakra in his gullet. He'll then mix wind chakra with it and release it through his mouth as a rapidly spinning beam of water, like a miniature drill or vortex. Saburo will propel the water with the burst of wind chakra to increase the drilling effect and its power. The water-and-wind chakra attack will take a beam-like form and travel at speeds equivalent to the user's skill with Ninjutsu, and with enough power to plow through solid rock. The technique can curve and have its direction manipulated in order to hit its target.
Weakness: Its narrow diameter makes it so that wound that it'll place on objects won't be much bigger than that of a bullet hole. Also makes it easy to dodge if one is a Tai/Buki master. Only lasts one post.

Saburo sat in the corner of a restaurant, noticing this couple eating outside the window flailing their arms and really moving their mouths a lot. He tried to mind his own business, but it was really hard because there was a lot of movement from where he could see and it seemed to have attracted the attention of other customers as well. The daitaishou did not particularly favor this eating establishment, and would have rather recycled the newspaper he was reading right now rather than offer a few bucks for this place in case it ever was in danger of going out of business. The place just happened to be in the streets where he usually ran his operations, and he knew several people who wanted to make something out of the space that this place was taking up. Saburo brought the cup of tea to his mouth, slowly tilting it into his mouth until the steamy warmth got past his tongue. But at last, there was a loud shou and the cup nearly jumped in his hand, burning his tongue ever so slightly as anything hot would do to his mouth. Saburo looked at where it came from and realized that it was the same couple with the man being really animate now. They were arguing about something. A grimace appeared on Saburo’s face. It was generally not a good idea for a crime boss to be around when you’re arguing with your wife, girlfriend, or whore that you forgot to pay last night. But then Saburo noticed something that really boiled his blood. The man started to pull the woman’s hair a few times, hard. And following that, he noticed a fist curling under the table from where he could see the man. He knew anger well, and what could happen next might end with more than just a few bruises on the lady’s face. With his mind convicted on executing the deed, Saburo wiped his lips with a napkin before committing to the whacking. Under the table and inside the restaurant, nobody could see what he was doing. His hands came in together, with the tips of his index and middle fingers touching along with his thumbs, and the rest of his fingers locked onto their complementary pair at the joints while pointing downwards. With the Bird hand seal formed, Saburo was about to use one of his own developed jutsus, so the murder weapon cannot be determined. Chakra ran inside of him, before it was converted to that of the Water element, fluid and versatile in nature. He concentrated great amounts of this water chakra in his gullet. And then, he added another flavor to it. This time imagining the sharpness of blades rubbing against each other, he mixed in a little bit of wind chakra into it as well. Now he compressed this elemental mix into something small, with a really small diameter, nothing more than an inch in diameter, if even that. He needed this jutsu to be fast, thin, and narrow so it could happen without outwardly attracting attention. Plus, the angle was a bit dificult, so he just had to control the jutsu’s path and have it disappear after that. With his team set and ready to get to work, Saburo opened his mouth. “Space Weeping!” A high-velocity beam of wind-compressed water shot out of his mouth, rotating rapidly like some kind of crazy drill gone haywire towards the man. As the front end of the beam was blunt, it left a bullet-shaped hole in the window that he shot it out from as it headed towards the man, curving once or twice, before it plowed through the back of his neck. It disappeared into thin air a second later. The man was shot, gimped, sniped, whatever you got it. It was only after the man collapsed face-first on the table that he was eating on did the blood spill out profusely. Saburo got up and left, exitting out of restaurant to see the events unfolding outside. The woman was done screaming while people pointed fingers at the barely-alive corpse, but she wasn’t so involved with the man that she cared to stick around to see the authorities take him away and place her under questioning so she just hightail’ed it out of there. Saburo shrugged, and thought he was doing himself and the lady a favor. He closed the door of the restaurant behind him and just went the other way, disappearing from the murder scene as all killers tend to do, licking at his lips from the few drops of water that were still left in it.

Name: Great Starch Syrup Capture Field
Rank: B
Type: Ninjutsu
Element: Water
Range: Up to the size of a large pool
Duration: 10 posts
Hand Seals/Charge up: Rat, Ram, Tiger, Snake
Description:  Saburo forms the necessary handseals and spits out a sizable amount of a sticky water-like fluid, roughly comparable to that of a large pool, towards his target with the force of a tidal wave, imitating the characteristics of the Bursting Water Collision Waves. The sticky water will inhibit the movement of everything it makes contact with.
Weakness: Can be avoided by channeling chakra to parts of the body that would allow the user to be uninhibited by the sticky water. Also unlike its parent jutsu, the user cannot manipulate the movement of the syrup water after it is created.

Another day on the dry mountain plains of Kumogakure. It wasn’t that long ago when Saburo first learned the junior Starch Syrup Capture Field. He had been thinking about the limitations that the jutsu presented particularly on area of effect, so like a great ninjutsu genius, he devised a more potent variant of the technique. And like all great ninjutsu geniuses, he simply named it by slapping on “Great” right before the name, so people would know that it’s a superior jutsu while still giving preserving the copyrighted name of the person who first made the jutsu. It was a convenient jutsu too, for he simply gave the technique a twist from the Bursting Water Collision Waves. Standing in the middle of this dry plain, Saburo got to work quickly. He straightened out two fingers from one hand towards the sky while cupping it with the other hand. Next, he changed the formation of his hand used to cup the other hand to the same formation as the other hand and simply overlapped it with the other hand, with the same hand being elevated than the other. Next, he simply lowered the elevation of the higher hand to be on the same level plane as the other hand and interlaced both of them. Finally, he cupped his hands together with the palms touching and fingers interlaced to make the Snake handseal. As that was done, his chakra was kicking back in motion again, circulating around his tenketsu points as the fluidity of the chakra was changed, converting it into that of the Water element. He concentrated chakra to his feet. Now, with a small jump into the air, Saburo bent forward and let it all out. ‘Great Starch Syrup Capture Field!” Everything that was wet and warm and sticky flushed out of Saburo’s gullet in an instant. A substiantial amount of sticky water came out, and it bursted out like a series of tidal waves, covering more range while also being able to be more likely to ensnare someone in a sticky capture trap instead of crushing and drowning them. The tidal waves of sticky water expanded beyond Saburo, wettening the dry ground and also glueing all of the pebbles and small rocks together. With his chakra infused with water, Saburo was able to ride the thing like a tidal wave, and was able to bring himself back down safely without any water cum adhered to his shoes. Saburo admired the range that his jutsu took up. Surpassing the size of the original jutsu, the dimensions of this thing if it were to be poured into a pool would total a few dozen meters. It was large, like that of a small lake. Katon jutsus B-rank and up as well as anyone who was caught in this will not receive a pleasant drenching. For they will always be stuck into place. And now, to put it to the test.
Saburo found nearby a group of surfers working it out on the lake. He was concealed just behind the last row of trees that just happened to be relatively close to the lake. Timing it so that the surfers would be the closest when he unleashes it, if SAburo angles it right, he can ensnare the surfers in his sticky trap from a distance. Observing their activities, Saburo had his hands near each other. He straightened out two fingers from one hand towards the sky while cupping it with the other hand. Next, he changed the formation of his hand used to cup the other hand to the same formation as the other hand and simply overlapped it with the other hand, with the same hand being elevated than the other. Next, he simply lowered the elevation of the higher hand to be on the same level plane as the other hand and interlaced both of them. Finally, he cupped his hands together with the palms touching and fingers interlaced to make the Snake handseal. Angling his head at a 80 degree angle, he spewed out what would appear to be a massive tidal wave coming from the trees, heading straight for the surfers. As they were not shinobi, they didn’t even have a chance. This violent wave that they could not conquer nor ride on swept them off of their boards were also capturing them in a series of sticky traps, suspending them above the real water. It was like a huge volume of a swimming pool was placed right on top of the lake. SAburo just got out of there as quickly as he can.


Water Prison Technique

He began training a very jutsu capturing technique near a pond. Saburo subjected himself to executing a Ninjutsu technique properly and effectively, by practicing the two approaches to creating Ninjutsu - nature and shape transformation. These two define the form, movement, and physical elemental properties of a jutsu. and both derive its proficiency from the creativity of the shinobi mind, as powerful visualization and concentration are needed to formulate higher ranked jutsu. The best way he could apply this would be to use a Suiton, which is very versatile and easy to use manipulate the shape of, and one does not need to concentrate so much on nature transformation because one could also use naturally existing water. He cupped his hands together with the palms touching, formed the Ram handseal, locked three pairs of fingers by the joints while touching the tips of the index fingers together and the thumbs resting besides to make something like a triangle, turned his wrists upside-down with the finger knuckles touching each other, locked three pairs of fingers by the joints while touching the tips of the index fingers together and the thumbs resting besides to make something like a triangle again, turned his wrists so the finger knuckles are touching each other, cupped his hands together once more, made one hand perpendicular to the other, and then his hands met as the palms clapped together as the final seal of the sequence. Saburo molded his chakras, having them go through the circulatory system inside of him.
He changed the elemental nature of his chakra, giving it a distinct physical property by imagining the flow of the river and the waves. Thus, this converted his chakra to that of the water nature. Next, using only his mind and pouring his conception into his mental energy, Saburo visualized the shape of the prison into that of a sphere, and compressed the water manipulated by chakra so it would be able to restrict the movements of an invisible foe. The water from the pool followed Saburo's instructions, and bent its laws of nature and physics to Saburo's commanding will when the last seal was formed. Water collected itself from the pond and assembled some kind of mass in front of Saburo. Then, it began to circulate and circulate, mimicking the actions of Saburo’s own chakra flow. until it formed a perfect sphere made out of water, floating above ground like a magical orb. Saburo stuck his hand in there immediately to maintain the water prison’s activity. The people who are trapped in here will be imprisoned until they are drowned or Saburo himself executes the final kill. Removing his hand from the water prison, the water sphere fell down to make a small puddle of water on the ground. With sufficient practice, he could probably pour the water sphere from his mouth instead of using an already existing body of water. But in any case, during missions or in cases where he has to question somebody before whacking them, this was the go-to jutsu to get the job done.

Name:Sensatsu Suishō - Thousand Flying Water Needles of Death
Rank:B
Type:Nin
Element:Water
Range:10m
Duration: 1post
Hand Seals/Charge up: Technique specific hand seals.
Description:Using this technique, Haku gathers some water from the air and surrounding environment into one thousand long needles. He then directs them to a specific target at high speed, leaping backwards before impact so he doesn't get caught in the crossfire. While the needles do surround a target from all sides, they don't appear above the target, creating an escape route. Haku is able to perform this jutsu with one-handed seals, allowing him to pin an opponent's arm and attack while they cannot use any techniques themselves.

The clouds of Kumogakure flashed on a fixed interval schedule, lighting up in one flicker before the rumble accompanied it. Light always traveled faster than sound, after all. But then there could be a tertiary effect - the pouring rain. Once too much moisture is in its belly, the cloud will pee it all out in one wet climax, which the humans underneath will either flee from or dance in it without minding where it came from. The clouds were generous in this respect, for they would let loose thousands of drops of water that will bounce off from the elevated plains kilometers below. Kumogakure’s training grounds were frequently wet, which could make it uncomfortable to train on for those who lack the proper control to keep the water from making contact with the bottom of their feet. Within minutes, a huge puddle of water, probably reaching up to ten meters in diameter if it were shaped in a circular manner.
During one of these days, Saburo appeared on the wet ground after the rain had stopped plundering Kumogakure’s land. He did not want to get wet, for he would have to change later. Dressed in his usual attire, he stopped short from a relatively large source of water. As a specialist in Suiton techniques, he had come across a rare technique. Known as something of a secret development among the Yuki clan, it was a jutsu that used one’s mastery over the Suiton element to create a series of lethal attacks. It was the “Thousand Flying Needles of Death”, a fear-instilling name in its own right. And of course, he had the skills to use them.
Saburo formed one handseal, bringing his hands together so that his pinky and ring fingers would interlace, middle and index fingers jutting upwards against each other, and the thumbs resting alongside the index pair. This Tiger handseal was the sole seal for this hiden technique. As he had formed this, he had circualted the chakra molded from physical and spiritual energy through his tenketsu points, allowing him to manipulate the chakra. Imagining the flow of the rivers and streams, he was able to convert the chakra to that of the water element. This was essential, for water chakra is versatile and can be easily shaped into a variety of things without the proper need for chakra shape manipulation skills. As the chakra spread from his body to the pool of water, he was able to lift all of the water from the surface and shape them into no less than a hundred needles of water. They were all capable of piercing a few cm through the human skin, and if more than a round of them were to hit the target at once, at least one point is going to cut all the way into the flesh and stab an internal organ, hopefully the heart. The opponent would be impaled from all angles by liquid clarity. Like torpedos, he had them all clash in one singular point, which was the center point of the pond of water. Jumping backwards the moment he did so, the water needles made an explosive splash once they all collided, skewering the imaginary foe. A light blue mist or vapor of sorts was left hovering above the pond before it disappeared into the air. Saburo could see one flaw in the jutsu’s design. It was not an omnidirectional attack. Right above the opponent was the jutsu’s “blind spot” per say, where no water needles formed. Should the opponent have the right reflexes, which do not necessarily have to be particularly fast, they coul simply jump up and out of the way, avoiding the attack just before it came at their position, effectively dodging it and making it out safely. Indeed, this was troubling for this passage was not something the water needles could cover up. Saburo himself would have to use it to his advantage, probably by intercepting them with Za Warudo while they are gullible to think they made it out with their lives in mid-air. SAburo formed the handseal again, for doing it twice guarantees he could do ita third time and so on. With this, he simply drew all of his surrounding water including those in the air and formed a ring of water with a 8-meter diameter in front of him. They all turned into water needles a second later, and he had them all directed towards a specifc spot. The same results occured, and he believed that he had done this jutsu justice enough.

Name: Wind Release: Pressure Damage
Rank: B
Type: Ninjutsu
Element: Wind
Range: All
Duration: 1 Post
Hand Seals/Charge up: Ram
Description: A tornado-like mass is compressed until it has a very high density and is then released. The wind pressure is raised to its highest limit, and once the technique hits the target, the resulting blast sweeps everyone off their feet.
If the technique is used by someone who has mastered wind nature transformation, the blast can hit a vast range, inflicting massive damage on both the target and their surroundings. This technique can be combined with the Fire Release: Intelligent Hard Work, to increase the flame's potency in a great scale, causing a massive fire-storm.

Lightning has a cousin called wind. And while lightning can transform into a raging storm, wind can become a ferocious tornado. Such was the scene in Kumogakure when in the distance, these two monsters of nature wreck havoc in the outskirts of the mountains. Lightning flashed and bellowed, while twisters rotated round and round, no doubt tearing up earth and any unfortunate travellers who were not equipped with shinobi prowess. These two would never approach and harm Kumogakure; however, as the ninja have learned how to tame the behemoths. Saburo sat from the distance, watching how they work. This was part of his research. Although he specialzied in Water techniques, he also had the Wind affinity. Wind was more lethal and had greater offensive applications than water, but was not as versatile. It can be used to enhance the power of his water attacks, so long as they are compatible with each other in the first place. Saburo felt that he should draw on the power of the tornado and use one of the jutsus based on it. Blowing out a mini-twister during combat would surely sweep off any opponent off of their feet and their chances of survival. Like a reaper, it would take out their death virginity…..

Saburo stretched his arms into the air and began to make a swirling motion with his hands. He was trying to replicate the movement of the tornadoes. As if he were forming the Rasengan, he would place a half of a foot gap between the palms of his hands facing each other, and simply moved them in a circular manner. Gradually, he closed the gap between them to show compression, until finally the palms met, after which he simply let his hands fly away from each other in an instant.

On the Training Field of the Cloud Village….

Saburo found himself right along an even plain. He had his technique in mind and wished to execute it. He formed a single handseal, with his left thumb and index and pinky fingers hugging around the erect right middle and index fingers. The corresponding pair of fngers on the left hand simply slid upwards against them. Once the Ram handseal was formed, Saburo molded chakra within him and channelled it to his gullet. Imagining the edges of blades scratching against each other, he applied that to nature transformation and converted his chakra to that of the wind element. Once that was done, he simply circulated the concentrated chakra to replicate the movement of the tornadoes that he had observed earlier. The wind chakra that has already been compressed started to gain a favorable density from the circulation. The power of rotation gave it a power comparable to that of a mini-twister. Saburo opened his mouth and let loose this wind mass of destruction. It was a huge blast of wind, encompassing a wide area and carried itself over dozen of meters of distance. At maximum wind pressure, the mini-twister tore up the earth it travelled on and seemed to rip the air of the oxygen that was invisibly contained. The air was violent today. After it had reached the end of its course, Saburo assessed the environmental damage. It was a shame that there was nothing but rock in the way, but he surmised that if a row of trees were in its path, the trunks would be split and all of those trees would be tossed aside. A human body could only pray that the tearing damage would not mutiliate them beyond recognition.
Saburo then formed a Shadow Clone next to him. Wind has a distant cousin, named water, who Saburo himself was very clsoe with. Water can become a tidal wave, a tsunami that washes an opponent off their feet. HE wanted to combine two equally ranked jutsus together and see how the power stacks up. While Saburo only had to form one handseal, his clone had to form several: starting with Rat, Ram, Tiger, and then ending by cupping his hands together for the Snake handseal. They both converted their chakras to their respective elements. They let out their jutsus at the same time. With the power of a tidal wave and the power of a mini-twister, they  combined together to create a large, (sticky) watery blast of violent wind that made it all the way over to the edge of Saburo’s visual acuity. The clone disappeared into a puff of smoke, and he called it a day, satisfied with the jutsu.

Name: Leg Lariat
Rank: A
Type: Taijutsu
Element: N/A
Range: Close
Duration: 1 post
Hand Seals/Charge up: None
Description: The user runs towards an opponent, jumps and sticks out his leg to slam it across the opponent’s head/neck, knocking them to the ground. This is more powerful than the standard Lariat, for the leg will produce more force. A direct collision will kill whoever this attack collides with. When enhanced by a Stand limb, it will tear the opponent’s head right off from the neck.
Weakness: Use is limited to once per thread

Saburo observed the wrestling match that was going on between the Raging Rick and the Dangerou Dick at the mini-stadium. There were just five of them: the two wrestler, the referee, Saburo, and his friend. They were watching two men settling their differences on the ring, and should anyone of them get too excessively violent, the men watching would intervene. Saburo covered Dick while the other guy covered Rick. As he was watching he noticed Dick make a particular move. And then, he did it again. Rick fell to the ground and only after seven seconds, would get back up again. Saburo learned over to his friend and inquired to him about what just happened. “That attack he made, what was that?” he asked. “That’s a lariat. He came in, wrapped his arm around the guy’s chest, and tried to push him down to the ground. Works a bit more than a clothesline, where you just ran at the guy’s neckline and hope he falls on his ass”, he replied. Saburo nodded,  realizing that he may be able to come up with something that would put his opponent down for good. A few minutes later, Dangerous Dick won the fight. Looks like the dick didn’t need any help after all.

Saburo then appeared on the training grounds, where his target was a tree. Hard and sturdy, the wood substituted for the human body nicely. If he could break into the trunk, then he could smash the skull hard enough to do some fatal damage. The concept was simple, but the level of force coming out was on another level. And when focused on a particular point, it’s a real knockout out of life. Saburo prepared his leg, concentrating a great deal of force into it, especially into the shin down to the ankle area. With his target in sight, Saburo leapt off with all of his speed, picking up acceleration as he ran at Taijutsu Master speed. These taijutsu techniques draw up a great deal of stamina for him to summon the kinetic energy that supplements the power of his kicks. The air blew right across him as he jumped up towards the tree with his leg hinged outwards - the leap of faith. With the energy coming out from there, a human can only hope to get away. Saburo’s shin smashed across the trunk and he heard something break. He hoped that it wasn’t his bones. A sharp pain rattled across his leg as he fell to the ground, turning back on his side and lfited his pants up to see a small bruise working its way over where he collided with the tree. Speaking of the tree, he looked back up to survey the damage. Sure enough, the wood was not only broken, but there was an open gap a third of a way into the trunk. Any human getting hit in the head by that will have his skull shattered and hit the floor, dead. He called it the “Leg Lariat”.

His technique was more of a clothesline more than a real lariat. He could wrap his leg around his opponent and try to force them backwards. It was more like sticking his leg out right before his body would make contact and having it smack right in his face. Saburo surmised that he could make the attack much stronger than it already is by adding his KKG into the mix. Instead of using the full body, he would simply coat his leg with Za Warudo’s leg. Armed like a machine man, his hits would carry a lot more power behind them. But it would appear that this technique took a toll on his leg, so he would have to wait ten minutes for him to be able to use it with the same effectiveness. While taking a rest on the ground, he looked up at the sky just to wonder. Kicking carried more power than his punches, so it would be wise to have his fighting center around his legs. After all, it did carry more reach. But using his arms were quicker and felt more convenient. There was more feeling if he used his arms, as they were the keys that made him feel engaged in his fights. He liked feeling people’s faces after manipulating its features. Once he was done pondering, he got back up again. Fulfilling the same requirements, he drew out chakra from physical and spiritual energy, collecting it around his right leg as he used the Yin nature to materialize the leg of Za Warudo. “Za Warudo!” Saburo called out, and right on cue, the golden-branded leg phased into existence surrounding Saburo’s leg. This was a partial transformation that would prove convenient in battle. To Saburo, his leg hardly felt heavier, but he did know it was fortified. Saburo ran towards the tree, with only an eight meter distance separating them. He ran faster now, with Za Warudo’s leg amplifying him. With the leap of faith, he jumped into the air and swung his leg out, aiming at the open gap where part of the tree was destroyed. His leg plowed right through the tree and out onto the other side. Saburo’s leg didn’t even hurt from the impact and he not need even see to know that his attack was a success. Two seconds later, he could hear the thud of the top of the tree that had met with the ground. The leaves rustled and he could hear a few branches cracking. Just like that, the enemy had fallen, hard. The leg disappeared while Saburo got back up to see that he had snap the tree in half. Against a human, if he were to bash it against their head or neck, they would be decapacitated. The head torn right off from the rest of the body from Saburo’s brutal kick. He called it a day for now as he probably had to go back to his mansion to attend to some matters regarding his organization.

Name: Double Axe Hammer
Rank: B
Type: Taijutsu
Element: N/A
Range: Close
Duration: 1 post
Hand Seals/Charge up: None
Description: A Taijutsu technique where the user clutches both of their hands together and then slams it down at their opponent with all of their strength. The user can knock the opponent all the way down to the ground and use the force generated from the violent fall to keep them incapacitated. If used to smash the opponent’s head, it would effectively knock them out.
Weakness: The elevated arms makes it possible for an enemy to intercept the attack or leave the user vulnerable.

Saburo walked up on a rocky slope, heading to the top to try out a new Taijutsu move. He had learned it after observing Dick in battle, and realized that the brutality of it really matched his own ability. It was nothing fancy; it was just Saburo using the best of what he had access to. He could hit really hard with it. He made it to the top of the cliff,  and could see his friend on the other side, even though he was not on the same elevation as Saburo. He looked at the somersault and shouted, inquiring if it was ready. His friend gave him the thumbs up. The device carried a small boulder, no more than twenty pounds in weight. The distance and height was just right, although he didn’t have to compute any complex physics or math equations in his head to carry out this move. All he needed was his body and his mind. Saburo looked down below and was surprised that the feeling of fear did not spread through his legs and stream up to his spine. Heights did not terrify him, despite the 100-meter height. Well even if he fell, he had his friend to come pick him up. Unless he fell on his head, in which case he would be dead and his brain turned into mush. Saburo did a few stretches, to get his muscles up and ready for a smackdown. He gave his friend the cue. His friend walked over to the device and cut the rope, causing the lever that held it to swing in Saburo’s direction. Swinging into the air was the rock, which in itself was harder than the human body, and a nice substitute for the human head. Although it was unlikely that he would be in a situation up this high, it was as good as any other case. Saburo ran off from the cliff and moved his arms above his shoulder, shoulders shifted backwards so he can cup his two hands together into one tight conjoined fist. With his leap, his body was curved backwards, and his arms slightly bent so he could actually use that potential energy. His legs were hinged in as the piece of rock was soaring straight at him. At the right time, Saburo brought his hands down with a gigantic thud, carrying down enough force as if he was trying to smash someone’s head open. On impact, there was a solid sound as he sent the rock descending downwards at high velocity, accelerated by the free fall of gravity. And while he got one thing done, he was exposed to another dilemma. He was now also in free fall, about to get splat in ten seconds. Ah, but a wonder it is to be a ninja. Channeling chakra to the soles of his feet, Saburo angled himself so he could get closer to the vertical surface of the side that his friend was on. Finally, his feet was able to connect with it, and chakra helped slow him down a little, before he swung the rest of his body forward and placed his hands on the side. At last, he was able to stick to the side. His friend looked down and yelled for him, to which Saburo replied. He must have been forty to fifty meters above ground, so he just slowly descended down to the bottom. There were a few burns as if they were lacerations on his fingers, but that was alright, for that was part of the work. He walked over to where the boulder was, and found that it was shattered, completely smashed apart when it crashed to the ground. Pieces had flown several meters from the landing point. If it was allowed to fall on its own, it’d just split right open in half. Saburo could tell that anyone who thinks they gonna be mid-air for long will be swatted right back to the ground. He would be able to knock most people out with a well-placed hit to their head. Although opening his arms up like that would unveil a chink in his defenses. His friend finally made it back to ground level and both of them looked at the shattered rock as if it was a valuable specimen. His friend complimented him, though Saburo suspected it was more for the survival feat rather than him knocking the rock all the way down in three seconds. They both returned to whence they came to conclude this training session.

Name: Drop Dead One
Rank: B
Type: Taijutsu
Element: N/A
Range: Close
Duration: 1 post
Hand Seals/Charge up: None
Description: The user jumps up and kicks the opponent with their feet. While their legs are stretching out, they will twist in mid-air so that one foot is higher than the other and the opponent will be slammed right in the chest or anywhere above that. The power of this attack can rupture ribs, and if enhanced by Stand limbs, the damage will be drastically higher.
Weakness: 2 post cooldown

Apparently Dangerous Dick was his model inspiration for his Taijutsu techniques or something, because he now faces himself rehearsing a technique that he obsevred from him. Better yet is that he is facing the Dick himself right in a wrestling ring, although this time there is only the two of them and one other guy standing out looking at them. While Dick was yelling insults, or provocative comments they were called, at him, Saburo was preparing in his mind where to hit the Dick. Surely he could not bash him right in the face. That would knock him out and make him unable to compete in the upcoming match; not taht Saburo would have bothered to watch anyway. No it had to be somewhere where he could still know that the attack would deal severe damge in real life but not so Dick would be crippled by it without a day’s worth of medical attention to patch him right back up, and following him the provocative comments. Dick was armed and ready, but Saburo did not need equipment. He had his target in his eyes, as all that he was using was a powerful dropkick. Exercising his kicking power, he would give the Dick a big bad bruise and some very minor internal bleeding. Dick came at him to throw two thrusts which Saburo casually dodged. He was a scrub before him, and the attacks were too slow for Saburo not to be able to easily react to them. Getting away from the ropes, he could see Dick coming at him with a technique that he himself learned earlier - the Lariat, which Saburo was actually able to somersault over. Saburo tutted and waved his finger, muttering “mudamuda” to mock the wannabe champ - a provocative comment at a provoker. This got him really mad and so charged at Saburo. Dick did not see that Saburo was just a foot from the ropes, so this allowed Saburo to leap right at him, stretching his legs right at his chest. Twisting himself in mid-air so he is perpendicular to Dick’s chest which is coming right at the bottom of his feet, Saburo’s right leg found itself above his left leg, and thus was given priority over the first hit. His right foot connected with Dick’s lower chest, and Saburo’s other foot followed just two inches below it. Dick’s body bent forward, curving in the direction Saburo is coming from, as the landing did have an impact on him. Dick was sent flying backwards, stretching the ropes by a few meters before the thing was able to pull him back into the ring like elastic. HOlding his hands over his chest, something definitely broke inside there. Dick complained about his ribs being ruptured, which although was to his dismay, satisfied Saburo. Perhaps he could take it up a notch and wanted Dick to stick around. The foolish man would never back down from a challenge, so he foolishly got back up, seemingly alright but Saburo could see the bruise. This time he had Dick arm himself with full body gear, because this was gonna shatter his chest otherwise. Drawing on Yin chakra, he concentrated it to his right leg and materialized the right leg of Za Warudo. having it there amplified the power of his strikes and allowed him to withstand the recoil of his attacks. While Dick had defensive equipment, Saburo had him stay there while it was he who charged at him. Jumping right at Dick, he extended his feet while he was twisted to the side (left). His right foot smacked right into Dick’s chest once more, and the damage would be significantly higher now that it had Za Warudo’s leg added to it. Dick was sent flying over the ring - over the ropes, and landed on the hard floor several meters from the ring. SAburo attended to him to make sure he did not accidently kill him. Once the armour was takened off, Saburo could see that the bruise got a lot bigger, like twice the size of his fist. He had to go onto a hospital first. The technique would be named “Drop Dead”, and it was merely the first move of his kicking series. The dropkick was intended to drop anyone to the floor and make sure they do not get back up. The second step was deadlier, and was intended to kill, so it would not be actually practiced against another opponent. It was intended to be an instant takedown.

Name: Bionic Club
Rank: D
Type: Taijutsu
Element: N/A
Range: Close
Duration: 1 post
Hand Seals/Charge up: None
Description: A Taijutsu technique where the user bends his arm so his elbow is above his shoulder, and then drives it down vertically so that the elbow hits the opponent right on his head. The attack would cause the opponent to fall over backwards to the ground. It is best used from a high position, in which case it is possible to deal permanent damage to the skull.
Weakness: Protecting one’s head with hands can soften the attack

Name: Knee Buster
Rank: C
Type: Taijutsu
Element: N/A
Range: Close
Duration: 1 post
Hand Seals/Charge up: None
Description: The user will charge right at the opponent and then jump up suddenly to deliver a powerful knee strike to their face (or elsewhere) that can break even hard wood. it is very difficult to defend from as the sudden jump/raise of the knee will likely catch the opponent off guard. If enhanced by Stand limbs, then this attack would effectively knock the opponent out.
Weakness: 3 post cooldown

Saburo positioned the wooden dummy nicely. It had a head molded into the shape of the human skull and a vague outline for a full body. He placed it right in the middle of the wrestling ring, and measured the distance from the ropes which he would be jumping from. The dummy proved to be a nice substitute for the human head, seeing as it could match the hardness of the skull. Saburo’s own arm has the durability to withstand the recoil. Getting on the ropes, Saburo would jump from it and glide over to where the dummy was. His arm was bent with his hand pointing to the ceiling, elbow coming straight down for the top of the dummy. “Bionic Club!’ he yelled, as his elbow joint bone smacked right against the top of the dummy’s head. Both Saburo and the dummy fell on top of the ring. He did not nned to soothe the pain that rung in his elbow, for the pain was not alarming to begin with. Instead, he picked the dummy up and observed that there was a small crack right on the head, along the top edge of where the forehead should be. At least he knows that the attack would pummel an opponent silly. Placing the dummy in its original position again, Saburo tried for another technique. It was an attack that focused on speed and timing; the suddeness of a movement could produce devastating results. Saburo maintained himself at a distance away from the dummy, which would be at the ropes. No one was watching him; he was rehearsing this all by himself. With strong arm movement, he ran straight at the dummy. About three meters away, Saburo made sure that his right knee was sticking out more than the rest of his leg. At two meters, Saburo finally sprung upwards straight for the dummy with a great leap at full acceleration. Stretching his right knee out, he aimed it right at the dummy’s face - in front of his face. The collision based right into the poor target and sent it flying over to the ropes, where it bounced right back into the ring with its head facing on the top of the wreslting ring. Saburo felt a sting on his knee, but it was nothing he couldn’t shrug off. Picking up the dummy once more, he saw that he really did a number on the thing - he basically caved the head in. There was a huge dent in where the face should be. Saburo placed it back in its original position. Drawing chakra from physical and spiritual energy, he converted it to the Yin element and had materialized the right leg of his Stand Za Warudo, which would enhance the power of his attacks. Charging right at the dummy, he would leap off. With Za Warudo’s leg, he would leap off with greater force and acceleration, further complementing the power of his knee strike. “Knee Buster!” His knee collided with the dummy’s face once more, with a loud bash. Saburo didn’t even need to pick the dummy up anymore, because the moment he collided with the dummy’s face, he could literally see the head flying from the stump for a neck and over the ropes until it hit the floor hard. His attack decapacitated the dummy. After the leg disappeared, Saburo walked over to where the head was and could see that it was totally shattered into pieces upon landing. Welp, although he would not be tearing people’s heads off from their bodies, he would most certainly make it so that their faces were manipulated from its original content.

Name: Brutal Spear
Rank: A
Type: Taijutsu
Element: N/A
Range: 10 meters
Duration: 1 post
Hand Seals/Charge up: None
Description: The user will charge towards an opponent and then leap off from the ground before making contact. The user can zoom at high speed for ten meters straight, creating such friction that the air around them becomes hot. This technique is a shoulder attack (generally to the opponent’s chest) that will collide with the opponent and bring them down. The attack is so powerful that it will literally tear off the flesh and bones from where the user’s shoulder hits. Although the user can plow through opponents at Taijutsu Master speed, they can travel at speeds equivalent to that of a Taijutsu Specialist if they coat one of their legs a Stand limb before pushing off.
Weakness: The linear fashion of the attack makes it possible to dodge it without having to move much. User cannot control direction of their aerial charge. There will be minor dislocation at the user’s own shoulder if they use this technique without protecting themselves (such as with a Stand limb). Furthermore, if they do travel at Taijutsu specialist speeds, they will not be able to see where they’re going until they collide with something or reach the range limit.

Saburo watched as Dick introduced his newest move - the Spear. Also known as a shoulder block takedown, this is an attack where an attacking wrestler charges towards a standing opponent, brings his body parallel to the ground and drives his shoulder into the opponent's midsection. Against the newest plebian, Dick ran at him with all of his might, shouting “Striking Spear!” Jumping into the air towards his target, Dick became something like a bullet - straight, horizontal, and linear. Parallel to the ground, he zoomed straight into the chest of his target with his shoulder being the contact point. His shoulder joint was strong and sharp, punting people hard like an elbow besides his head. With his arms around the opponent’s body, the velocity of the impact would have sent him falling back over, upon who Dick landed hard on. While claiming his victory and yelling insults a.k.a. provocative comments, Saburo noticed that the opponent was still down, holding onto his chest.

Kumogakure Training Grounds - clouds up in the heavens roared with thunder, concentric circles of grass surrounded the rocky level plains that Saburo stood on. Hard ground. There were quite the row of trees facing him that he will be taking advantage of. Saburo had developed a new Taijutsu technique, one brimming with sheer destructive power and energy. One would wonder why it won’t be labeled a kinjutsu, but Saburo would never reveal it to anyone, and frankly it was not at that level. He prepared his body, making sure that it was wet, but without oil on him. And by wet, he meant that he simply soaked himself in substitute for natural perspiration.

Taijutsu did not rely on handseals, rather it required posture - stance, something that a Taijutsu MAster can adopt and get into in a split second like the instant in which a Ninjutsu Master forms his first seal. Of course, Saburo accomdoates the best of both worlds. He paced himself in the standard running track position. With one leg bent at the knee while the other leg was behind it with a one and a half feet distance between the two feet, Saburo placed his fingers right on the ground to stabilize himself. His mind prepared, Saburo found himself lifting his head ever so slightly just enough to see the first row of trees from the upper corners of his eye. The key behind this technique, and frankly all of his Taijutsu techniques, was to consume excess stamina levels to convert it to kinetic energy, which will be used to heat up the air to create a powerful thermal, frictional force. With potential energy built in, Saburo released it with one tremendous leap of strength. Bursting off from the ground, he darted at high velocity straight for the row of trees four meters in front of him. He was like a bullet, like Dick. Parallel to the ground, he zoomed like a torpedo towards its target. Saburo was still able to see and react to where he was going, possessing reflexes faster than what he was moving at, which was equivalent to his speed if he was accelerating on foot. The friction with the air was so intense that it became hot, irritating the skin on his body from the high temperatures. Saburo’s left shoulder plowed straight through the trunks of three trees, before he reached his limit and his shoulder bounced off of the fourth tree, sending him tumbling to the side. There was a minor dislocation on his left shoulder, so he held his hand there until he felt better. Saburo picked himself up and looked at the damage he did. The surrounding air was still warm, and he could see that the trees, which were a foot and a half thick, had half of its diameter torn off from SAburo’s attack. Against the fleshy human body, he would essentailly burn flesh, skin, and bones off with his powerful shoulder. Saburo went back over to where he started, and repeated the same steps, but this time he focused Yin chakra and materialized Za Warudo’s right leg to amplify his push-off, thus accelerating his speed to a whole other level. He paced himself in the standard running track position. With one leg bent at the knee while the other leg was behind it with a one and a half feet distance between the two feet, Saburo placed his fingers right on the ground to stabilize himself. His mind prepared, Saburo found himself lifting his head ever so slightly just enough to see the first row of trees from the upper corners of his eye. He would push off with Za Warudo’s leg to give him that acceleration, and he had to use his other shoulder this time as his other one was still in pain. With potential energy built in, Saburo released it with one tremendous leap of strength. Bursting off from the ground, he darted at very high velocity straight for the row of trees in front of him. The air got hotter as there was a little bit more force from his burst, and Saburo crashed against six trees before he fell tumbling down to the ground. THis time the trunks were split in half, making it so that they were falling in Saburo’s direction, so he ahd to get up and out of the way to do so. Both of his shoulders were hurting now, but his legs were fine. Perhaps if he materialized an arm as well, he would have been able to shield himself from the recoil damage. This jutsu modeled after Dick was probably one of the A class. He dubbed this technique “Brutal Spear”, for anyone he faces who gets hit directly would surely suffer massive blood loss and like all shoulder block takedowns, they would fall on their back to the ground. The technique did some damage to him, so he had to go to the hospital and get himself checked out and heal the next day.

Name: Heart-Stopping Bull
Rank: B
Type: Taijutsu
Element: N/A
Range: Close
Duration: 1 post
Hand Seals/Charge up: None
Description: The user raises their arm over their head and curls it into a fist. They will then slam their fist onto the side of the opponent’s left ribcage, using one of the concentrated joints to strike a nerve/pressure point that will momentarily cause the heart to stop, rendering the opponent unconscious.
Weakness: Opponent will be knocked out for only two turns. Three post cooldown.

Saburo breathed in and out, channeling his “chi’ which was just an alternate name for chakra. Surprisingly, he had come upon a technique that was not based off of something Dick did. Instead, he had observed from a guru teaching him how to one-shot opponents the use of medical knowledge to strike at pressure points. Through this man’s knowledge, he had acquired information of the existence of sensitive “death nerves” as they were called located along the left ribcage near the heart. By applying the appropriate pressure on this significant node, the user would be able to deal enough damage that the opponent’s heart would temporarily stop beating. Oxygen and blood flow would be cut off, for there was no longer pulse that was pumping blood in and out of the ventricles and aortas. Nothing was flowing to the lungs or brain. The opponent would not be able to breathe and they would pass out. This only lasted for a brief while, although the actual duration can vary based on practice. in any case, as Saburo excelled in exerting brutal physical force, this technique was a convenient piece-of-cake to learn. Saburo looked at the chart on the wall, outlining the anatomy of the human body. There was the liver, the pancreas, the thyroid gland, and resting on the left side of his chest was the target vital point. He had his sensei teach it to him first, demonstrating the basics of how much force must be applied. This technique was called the “Heart-Stopping Bull”; the origin of the name did not matter. He saw his sensei raise his right hand and curl it into a fist. He did not clench the heart punch, it was merely molded into a fist. Approaching Saburo, sensei prowled towards him as if he were holding a sword. To replicate the realism of the event, Saburo heightened his defenses, pumping up his body durability to withstand the physically inferior man’s blow. Should he fail, then he had disappointed the Daitaishou. A second later, sensei swung a fist right along his left ribcage, striking using one of the joints on the front knuckles to nail the nerve pressure point. The attack was fast and swift, and Saburo felt that he was hit by a hard hammer, even though the actual attack did not carry that much power. Indeed, his pressure point had been pressed, and it sent a signal to the heart to stop. There was something blocking his throat as air barely escaped from his mouth; Saburo fell on one knee before stumbling to the ground. There was something cold, metallic in his chest as he felt that the blood ran cold, his lungs no longer received air. His entire chest grew stiff, as his mind started to slow down and he blacked out…..

Saburo woke up a few minutes later, feeling perfectly fine now. His heart beat had returned to normal and his condition was stable. It had worked, this rumored attack. Saburo thanked sensei and returned to one of the lower districts of Kumogakure. Vile villany scum paraded the streets, so he knew that this was the place to test for live subjects. He had gotten to known the technique, his fighting skill allowing him to learn and understand the mechanics of executing it. At last, he found himself in an alley where two muggers were threatening to cut a lady up if she did not cough up any cash. Saburo sighed and approached them, and really harbored no words as he simply punched one guy aside in the head, no doubt cracking his skull and knocking him down to the ground. The other guy charged at Saburo with a knife in hand. The skilled Taijutsu master simply slapped the weapon away by targeting the wrist, and with the blade disarmed Saburo moved swiftly to slam his right fist right on the opponent’s left ribcage. He nailed the nerve that would transmit a signal to his heart, telling it to stop. Halting the myosin contraction, the mugger’s heart stopped beating, cutting him off from the oxygen supply flowing in the blood, thus causing his brain to malfunction, thus knocking him out into a state of unconsciousness. Once he wakes up he would find a bruise on his chest. Saburo told the woman to go and he himself left the scene, with his proud fist the size of a heart raised with him...

Name: Seismic Fisting/Stomping
Rank: B
Type: Taijutsu
Element: N/A
Range: Within reach
Duration: 1 post
Hand Seals/Charge up: None
Description: After coating an arm or leg with part of Za Warudo, Saburo will punch with his fist or stomp with his leg. The power of this attack is great enough that it can create a crater two meters in diameter and one foot deep.
Weakness: Can only be used with Stand limbs. can be avoided/dodged like any other punch/stomp.

Saburo walked up the roads that would lead to the training grounds at the top of the hill. Once he reached there he noticed the rocky plains, the waves of grass, and the number of trees in the distance. Kumogakure was quiet this evening, which made no particular difference for Saburo. He walked towards the trees while doing casual stretches, warm-ups for his shoulder, elbow, and wrist joints. Bringing one arm over to the other side, he would press in that arm's shoulder to stimulate his muscle and nerves. He did the same to the other arm. He was dressed in his usual today. That flaming blonde hair, and yellow jacket over a black tank top. Those golden pants with shining brass boots to boot. He discarded the jacket, finding it unnecessary wear to bring to the field today. Now exposing his robust arms, Saburo stopped before one tree. Curling it into a fist before bringing his arm backwards, he clenched his hand and then summoned the power to launch a powerful thrust towards the tree in front of him. The punch smacked right into the bark of the thick tree - easily two feet in length, and the impact plowed several inches into the wood/sap. Saburo pulled out and shook his hand, noticing bits of splinters along his knuckles. The attack was good, for someone who was bordering on a Taijutsu specialist in terms of physical force. But now he had to enhance the power of his strikes, and luckily, he was able to incorporate his kekkei genkai into the solution. Za Warudo was a very powerful Stand, a phantom behemoth that carried more brutality than Saburo himself. It's limbs carried greater strength than him, and on top of that, it could exert enough force to break high-level Ninjutsu defenses. The durability of the Stand limbs were tough enough to protect Saburo's own body from the recoil of the devastating close range attacks. In addition to summoning his Stand, he can summon part of his Stand's power and anchor it to his own body, turning himself partially into Za Warudo. Basara clan members are thus able to become "Stand Men".

Saburo walked over to the next tree, with equal thickness. Saburo molded chakra from physical energy in his cells and spiritual energy from his soul and consciousness of his mind. He drew out the energy and had it circulate throughout his chakra tenketsu, allowing him to manipulate the chakra as he sees fit. Exercising his chakra control, he focused the chakra to his arm, completely covering it from the tips of his fingers to the edge of his shoulder. Converting it to the Yin nature, Saburo imagined the arm of Za Warudo and that visualization became became a phantom image on his arm. "za Warudo!" Saburo called out as Yang Release materialized the arm, coating Saburo's arm in Za Warudo's distinguished yellow handy appendage. This would amplify the power of his strikes. Curling it into a fist before bringing his arm backwards, he clenched his hand and then summoned the power to launch a powerful thrust towards the tree in front of him. Za Warudo's arm followed his every movement as if it were really his arm. The punch obliterated the whole diameter of the tree trunk, shattering it into two pieces. The power of his strike was so great that air blew back at him from the impact. The top half of the tree fell while the stump of the tree remained. The attack was strong, enough to punch massive holes in the fragile fleshy human bodies. This attack was known as Seismic Fisting.

Next he went over to the solid rocky ground. Saburo molded chakra from physical energy in his cells and spiritual energy from his soul and consciousness of his mind. He drew out the energy and had it circulate throughout his chakra tenketsu, allowing him to manipulate the chakra as he sees fit. Exercising his chakra control, he focused the chakra to his leg, completely covering it from the tips of his toes to the ligaments around his hips. Converting it to the Yin nature, Saburo imagined the leg of Za Warudo and that visualization became became a phantom image on his leg. "za Warudo!" Saburo called out as Yang Release materialized the leg, coating Saburo's leg. Saburo lifted his leg up from the ground and brought it down with full force, smashing the rock underneath and bench-pressing it until it became a five meter crater with a depth of two feet. Indeed, anyone who got stepped by this would likely be liquidated; their bodies would come apart.

Name: Tiger and Lion
Rank: A
Type: Taijutsu
Element: N/A
Range: Close
Duration: 1 post
Hand Seals/Charge up: None
Description: For one post, the user can move at a speed faster than that of a Taijutsu Master but below that of a Specialist. They will use this speed to get within range of their opponent and launch a powerful kick to the chest, the power behind which is enough to shatter the ribcage that the attack is nearest and potentially stop the opponent's heart from beating if the attack lands close enough. This move will kill the opponent and has enough power to create a crater with a 5-meter diameter.
Weakness: Can only move in a linear fashion while using this technique, and there is a five-post cooldown. Saburo would only be able to move at Taijutsu Adept speed for two turns after using this before his speed returns to normal.

Dick was showing off his moves again. In the wreslting ring, he was taking on another grub who donned a luchador mask. At the final bout, Dick sprung into the air and extended his leg out to its fullest, catching the face of his opponent right in the face with a well-placed kick to the head. Dick’s opponent fell flat to the ground and Saburo never stuck around in time to see him get back up again….

At the training grounds where he practiced, Saburo was working out on a couple of boulders that were piled up on the plains. They were large, easily dwarfing the volume of the human body. Instead of using his bare hands to wear them down, he used his feet; legs were able to produce more force than his arms. With that, he repeatedly launched roundhouse kicks at the solid pieces of rock, only able to crack them with repeated attempts. The bones within, especially the femur, rung from his assaults. He could have sworn a couple of cracks or so appeared on the white building blocks. In rehearsing, he was hoping to perfect a kick. The perfect kick, which carried behind it the power of two animal forces- the tiger and the lino, attacking at once. It was going to be a fierce, devastating attack. Beyond the roundhouse kicks, Saburo would also retract his leg and then extend it right at the boulder, trying to push it away by at least one meter. At the end of the day, he could only inflict slight cracks here and there, attesting to the overall power of rock over his human body. Though he could shatter parts of his skeleton, he could never quite break rock with a singular attack. Saburo maintained his distance by a good five meters. As someone who studied the development of Taijutsu and gaining knowledge of exerting brute physical force, he was in the process of executing a very powerful kick technique. He dubbed it “Tiger and Lion”, for whatever reason. His flaming blone hair would have sweat coming down from it, but he had discarded his usual yellow jacket to expose his black tank top, which would be soaked along with his robust muscular arms. His legs which were covered by golden pants and brass boots with a curved, devillish tip would be doing most of the work. The arms provided supplementary aid. He adopted his stance, bending the knee of the leg behind the other so he could get running. He darted at full speed towards the boulder, accelerating his velocity to a speed greater than what he normally would be able to run at. THis technique consumed great levels of stamina to help boost the speed of his movements, supplying greater amounts of kinetic energy from potential energy. Thus, he was able to run faster than most Taijutsu masters, and with that, he could take advantage of chinks in the defenses of such fighters. His arms paced themselves back and forth rapidly, as his legs started to heat up. Heat was good. Saburo jumped into the air to launch himself towards the surface of the boulder before him, exerting all of the concentrated force and pent-up pure brute power all onto a singular point. Kinetic energy will spread out from the impact, creating a hole of destruction. Saburo yelled out a kiai as his foot collided with the boulder, stuffing his leg right into it. A loud bang could be heard as the impact bench-pressed a certain area of the rock, scattering pieces of rock from him in all directions. Saburo’s leg was still caught within, but now there was a crater in the rock about five metes in diameter, with what appears to be steam whizzing from the circumference. The attack was successful. Opponents who collide with such a kick, from any range, would be hit with a massive force that they would likely be winded even if it was non-lethal. Saburo had to wait until the next day for his leg to recover as using it for the first time took up a lot of energy and the muscle knots were a killer….

Saburo appeared the next day with his leg in bandages. He undid the bandages as he no longer needed them, as otherwise he wouldn’t have been able to walk here. SAburo drew out chakra molded from physical energy in cells and spiritual energy from the consciousness of the mind and soul and focused it along his healed leg. He materialized the leg of Za Warudo, and coated it around his leg. This would amplify the power of his strikes as well as provide durability against the recoil of his own attack. Saburo now positioned himself just ten meters from the boulder - this time a different one because the one he put a hole in apparently got moved or whatever. He ran towards the boulder at full speed, and accelerated himself to a level faster than that. THis technique consumed great levels of stamina to help boost the speed of his movements, supplying greater amounts of kinetic energy from potential energy. Thus, he was able to run faster than most Taijutsu masters, and with that, he could take advantage of chinks in the defenses of such fighters. His arms paced themselves back and forth rapidly, as his legs started to heat up. Heat was good. Saburo jumped into the air to launch himself towards the surface of the boulder before him, exerting all of the concentrated force and pent-up pure brute power all onto a singular point. He plowed into the boulder and created a hole five meters in diameter and one foot in length. Saburo was sent flying away from the boulder on impact, Za Warudo’s leg having had already disappeared. Saburo could see the damage was drastically greater, but his leg did not suffer a bit of damage from the impact, so this was a plus when it comes to reality batte.

Name: Snap of the Beast
Rank: C
Type: Taijutsu
Element: N/A
Range: Close
Duration: 1 post
Hand Seals/Charge up: None
Description: The user curls their fist and concentrates a great amount of force into it. With a quick snapping thrust of their arm, they will aim it at the opponent’s throat and completely crush it, causing the opponent to cough up a mild amount of blood and physically destroying their ability to talk.
Weakness: Can be avoided/dodged like any other fist attack.

Saburo was sitting at his desk at his estate looking at a couple of pictures of wanted men looming around the streets of Kumogakure. His flaming golden hair was illuminated by the light from the window outside, while he was garbed in a black tank top, yellow jacket, and golden leggings. His brass boots were piled on top of the other. He had clients who wanted them gone. Apparently, his organization was being used as hitmen now. As he was looking them over, he heard a knock at the door and it swung open, revealing one of his henchmen who came in at just the right time. He told him that the target was here, which made Saburo get up from his seat and walk towards the door. He followed his man downstairs to find a group of his men surrounding the target all tied up by the feet, wrists, and mouth. “Alright boys, take him to the basement”, Saburo ordered. So they went downstairs to the basement, where the light was dim, but at least they know that they cannot be sensed or surveilled. Saburo put on a pair of leather gloves, which fitted nicely on his hand frames. Saburo took in a breath of air while approaching the target and clapped his hands together. “You know why you’re down here?” Of course the target could not articulate anything, so he simply shook his head. “It’s ‘cause you’ve been fucking around with the wrong people, you understand me?” Saburo replied. He clenched his right hand into a fist, building the potential energy that would turn kinetic into it. Alrighty the target saw this while one of his men lifted the target’s head up. Once he got within range, Saburo simply made a snap thrust at the target’s neck area, his arm moving so fast it was like the punch of a boxer. Like the snap of the beast, his assault was one intended to kill. With a great amount of force carrying behind it, the fist rammed into his throat, smashing not only his Adam’s apple but also rupturing his jugular. Saburo pulled it back as fast as he launched his attack, so he could get away from the blood that bursted from the target’s mouth. From the quantity and rate of bleeding, one would have concluded that his throat essentially exploded. The target kneeled over, dead. His face was right in a small puddle of his own blood. There was no need for him to enhance the power behind his attacks with Za Warudo. Just the brutality of his own bare hands were enough to make men fall before him. “Alright, we gotta dump him now”, Saburo said. He smashed the guy’s neck/throat because liars did not deserve to retain their ability to talk. His men took him outside in a black body bag right under the deck of the estate outside, where they buried him underneath. In about two days, he’ll be transferred to a furnace where his remains will be nothing but ashes.