Board Thread:Iwagakure Spars/@comment-24937485-20151214001935/@comment-27375402-20151214204907

Ryouta's overconfidence built up over time and the sense of doubt slowly faded into the back of his mind as he gazed at the accumulated destructive force embed itself in the massive wall consisting entirely of sand. The confidence shifted the smirk into a full-grown grin, he felt the need to roll about as the sense of accomplishment felt all too overwhelming, though he knew he had no time for it. The opposition still presented a threat to Iwagakure and it was clear he intended to push his luck as far as possible. Ryouta clenches his jaw, inhaling once more in an attempt to replicate his previous attack and as the wall had shifted, he had thought it was the perfect opportunity to make his attempt, inhaling deeply as he felt a bubble of chakra gather within his mouth.

"Uh oh" he thought as the shifted sand now dashed at quite the impressive pace towards him, directly before him though, he had wondered if the shinobi had forgotten the power in his previous attack. As the tendril approached swiftly, the Genin roared outwards as loud as he could, but the result was disappointingly underwhelming, a slight pushing force was let out, but could barely push the pubbles forward, frowning at his incapability he raished his arms to defend himself and brace for impact.

"Ooof-" the child grunted as his forearms are met with a devastating power, being blown backwards into the wall behind him, sharp pains spreading across his entire body as he pried his miserable body out of the newly formed human shaped hole created in the poor building. He lets out a soft cough as he looks back at his original position and the shinobi with a hand sign, a pool of quicksand littered the ground where he once stood and Ryouta gasps.

"I didn't even notice that, I could've died" Ryouta noted, after a brief analysis, he concluded that a ranged battle would rule in the sand shinobi's favour, however the presence of the quicksand made it difficult to get close in case the shinobi had laid similar traps across the field between them.

"Ow" he whinced in pain as his thoughts couldn't even distract him from the battering he had received, with a shake of his head, the Genin had thought he had come to a conclusion, though he wasn't completely sure whether the sand user was lacking in close quarter combat, this was, however, the only present option. Ryouta reached into his rear pouch, the second from the left to retrieve 4 shuriken. He threw two directly at the shinobi, then one off to the side which would seemingly appear as an inaccurate throw before the last one was thrown to intercept the third and push it to attack the sand shinobi from the side.

"Okay, great" he thought as he dashed to the left side of the foreigner than lunged at him at as swiftly as he possibly could, bringing down the left shrouded claw towards the mask of the shinobi.