Board Thread:Konoha General RP/@comment-32843032-20170902003348/@comment-32843032-20170902025126

The youth had spent upwards of eleven years training against many forms of fighting, he was rather skilled in adaptation and being able to evolve his fighting to suit the needs of the situation. Though he preferred to fight up close and personal he wasnt completely unable to keep his distance. He had set up just a few dummies made of wood and leaves and string, he wore his usual black shinobi pants and his sleeveless shirt with black arm wraps and black bandages over his blistered fingers and palms. His skin was glistening due to sweat as he'd been training for a few hours now and the more intense his training got, the deeper he'd travel into the woods. Somehow. He slashed at the first dummy with a series of crosses and, to the untrained eye, he simply appeared to float in the air and his arms seemed to vanish aside from the light reflecting the blade. To those who'd been trained in combat, even a bit, they'd see he only jumped and happened to slash quickly in all directions. They were shallow cuts, but a thousand tiny cuts were effective against opponents who seemed to be able to attack in rpid succession.

The next dummy was swept from below and when it was lifted into the air Sora kicked it from below and raised it even higher. Then he moved from the spot and bounced off a nearby tree towards the dummy, cutting it deeply as he moved to another tree. Then he moved from that tree and cut it again, and again...and again until it was nothing but thick pieces of wood falling behind him as he slid to a stop. As he landed he looked at his katana, the bandits didnt take very good care of their weapons, it was losing it's edge already.

By the time he caught his breath he was unsure as to if he wanted to keep going, he mumbled to himself, "Faster..." but he didnt move again. Instead he stopped and slowed his breathing. When he looked up, his adoptive father stood before him and he immediatly bowed, "Master Myoo, I didnt expect to see you today..." He knew he was being followed but he only assumed it was so Myoo could make sure he wasnt going to get into any trouble, which was understandable, when he left the village though he lost track of his father and while it would normally worry someone else, he knew if Myoo wanted him dead...he would be.