Board Thread:Konoha General RP/@comment-28920809-20170603091455/@comment-28920809-20170603114511

The young ninja followed up immediately. He forewent speed and power in favor of silence and stealth. He needed to test the limits of what Kenta was using to detect him. As he moved the characteristic jangling of the rings on his arms was halted entirely. Not only was the internal ring making no noise but the rings themselves weren't even moving. The stacks remained together as if glued in place both relative to each other and their placement on his forearms. In much the same way a ninja learned to use their chakra to lock themselves in place against a solid surface he too improved using the very same technique.

His footsteps hardly left an imprint. The glass-like surface hardly disturbed by his bare feet and at this the ripples even lingering behind him. Before reaching Kenta he then made a point to make a leap in what looked like a horrible aimed jump. It wasn't an attempt but, rather, another test. In completely clearing the seated ninja he wanted to gauge his reaction and see how much he forced the ninja to move. In doing so he could get a feel for what principal was used to let Kenta detect the world around him.

Unfortunately for Hitoshi he was left grasping at straws. There wasn't even a flinch as Hitoshi's body passed by. Just the rustling of hair caused by the movement of air. That already ruled out all of the obvious answers. There was no way for Kenta to get vibrations from the water or ground. There was even no way for him to be heard. All that left as Hitoshi understood it was to test sight; the second point of showing up behind Kenta.

A sudden and powerful pivot on the water and Hitoshi brought his foot around in a roundhouse kick. Kenta was still facing the opposite direction with his eyes still bound by the blindfold. The last avenue of testing conclusively proved to Hitoshi that he was dealing with something beyond his understanding. With just the smallest of shifts in his posture Kenta lifted one arm up enough to guide Hitoshi's leg right into his armpit. Before the youth could get a grasp on what was happening he was already getting flung through the air like a rag doll with his foot as a pivot point. Just like that he was face first into the water and completely submerged.

A small fit of flailing and he was sitting up staring at a man whose grin tore right through him. His right hand there to meet Hitoshi head on with a solid and painful flick against his forehead. "I'll teach you yet."