Board Thread:Kōgakure General RP/@comment-28412345-20170507043516/@comment-28412345-20170507043624

The cool sensation of water washed over shoka&apos;s entire body as he began to see how long could he hold his breath. Above the surface, one of his clones was measuring the time by ticks, in which Shoka would have to train himself to hold his breath for more than 4 ticks which was a total of 4 minutes. He was barely making any progress. He had read in the basic taijutsu scrolls that the key to learning it was through breathing control. Shoka realized that he needed to work on doing strenuous activities while maintaining a steady pace of breathing. Air bubbles were beginning to surface before his head eventually broke out of the water. He spewed water as he began to quickly inhale and exhale. He looked to his clone but the slowly head shake proved that he still didn&apos;t make any progress. He hit the water with his fist before he used the chakra to climb on top of the water. He walked towards the Rocky shore and laid on his back While still breathing heavily. It was clear to him that this was one jutsu he wasn&apos;t going to master in little to no time. Still, he had hoped he could have made some sort of progress. He had been at this for fours hours already but still he couldn&apos;t hold his breath any longer. Shoka slowly got up then looked to his clone who was looking back at him. &quot;Let&apos;s go, tomorrow we can try something else.&quot; The clone then poofed into smoke and Shoka dived into the water. The next day, Shoka decided he would focus on his martial arts to help him with his breathing. However, instead of training to fight in the open field like he normally did, he would try to fight his way up a mountain. The nearest one with the right elevation was a day journey. Luckily it was also still in the region so Shoka wouldn&apos;t have a problem running into enemy shinobi. As for bandits, it was a different story but Shoka was more than prepared to fight if someone did come up to him. Shoka packed light for his journey, taking his arrows, bow, and some kunai. He also brought with him some food pills and canteen of water. He hadn&apos;t told anyone he was leaving to go train except his parents he planned to be home on the 3 night but he also didn&apos;t wish for everyone to notice how much effort he was putting into training. He left just before the sun came up at around 5:30 and was long outside of the village by 6. He traveled through the forest jumping from tree limb to tree limb. His training started early, as he ran as fast as he could without stopping and taking rest, just to see how long he could push his endurance. This would also help with his breathing as he would take deep inhales through his nostrils then exhale out of his mouth. After 2 hours and 30 minutes into his long trek, he decided it was time to rest. His legs felt wobbly and his breathing was anything controlled. Still, he managed to smile seeing as he came a long way in a short time. He rested on one of the limbs with his back facing the trunk and even pulled off a few branches to conceal himself as best as possible. After about 30 mins, he felt still tired. He wondered if maybe he was pushing himself to hard. Shoka shrugged it off guessing that if he was then time would tell. He popped a food pill into his mouth, droning at the taste but swallowed it. At least it would hold him until lunch. Feeling a bit of energy return, he got up to his feet and continued trekking hard and fast.