Kansei Genkaku sighed deeply as his foot rebounded off of the training log he had been bruising and battering for the past day and a half. His hands were red with dried blood, and had been previously washed and bandaged at least a dozen times since he had started his training. He felt a chill move up his spine as his eyes found their target, even his Dojutsu being fooled for a very brief time, as they were then peering out at the face of a shinobi he had previously fought, the only one he had ever drew against. He screams "BASTARD!" before simply throwing his weight into his right leg and moving this forwards swiftly, easily destroying the entire log in one swift, powerful, decisive blow.
As the pieces of the shattered item flutter through the air, the teen passes a single tear. One small, shining tear slowly made it's way down the boys face, until it spun and dropped onto his robes. He slowly shook his head, and mumbled "Idiot..stop letting him get to you.."as his hand slowly dropped into a seal. This seal would look quite similar to tiger, but the main fingers one would use to form the tiger seal would be introverted in such a way as to open the palm and make the seal look more like a butterly than a tiger seal itself.
As he forms this seal, a small amount of chakra would be escaping the seal and slowly floating into the air, creating a banner of sorts as the chakra slowly begins to spin around in the air and create a small circle of blue-gray glowing mass. He growls to himself, forces the charka to cease expanding and thus stopping the chakra from flooding out of the seal. He forms a small smirk on his pale form, his skin wrinkling as a small bead of sweat makes it's way down his face, stopping only to teeter recklessly on the edge of his pale-pink lips. As he drops this seal and his hands slowly slip from one-anothers grasp, he would take a sudden step backwards and push his hand into his pocket.
As his fingers slowly work with the folds and abs of the pocket, they trace slowly around the inside of the pocket as the hand itself pushes it, he takes a deep breath, before slowly drawing out a small white piece of laminated paper and a small amount of black ink. He glares forwards, it was just about time for him to practice his jutsu. His hands slowly glowed with the chakra he had previously placed within them, allowing him to easily lean forwards towards the piece of paper and slowly draw an italic symbol upon it.
With a few sudden flicks of his wrist and numerous twists and turns, his breath being held deep in his lungs, possibly unable to actually let himself breath up until he had actually produced the jutsu. It was almost as-if he was really suffocating himself, his lips purple and his hands trying hard not to tremble, this was almost like he was disarming some sort of chakra-based bomb, and even and a bad movement could kill him.
He slowly nodded his head as he easily placed a further three seals on top of the remaining four pieces of paper, which would have already previously been filled within a good amount of chakra, allowing for them to be used in a jutsu, and allowing a good barrier based on the amount of chakra he placed within them, being that the barrier could not produce enough power if one seal had too much more chakra placed within it that the other three, meaning the seal the weakened seal was on would itself become extremely weak, and therefor easily create a large hole in the barrier itself.
He would smirk as he places the chakra paper turned seals on the outside of the training area in the forest he had randomly found. He would then form his hands into a small, slightly elongated version of a snake seal, which he would then move so his chakra would easily flow straight through his body, in a complete circle and then out through his hands. This causes the chakra to easily thread itself straight into each of the seals and allow them to release a large stream of smoke from each of them, in a very steady row.
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