The art of the sword (training private)

Mugen walked along the hallway of his hotel slowly pacing about the small hallway He was trying to figure out which books to bring with him on his little training exercise but wasn't sure what. Perhaps start off with some basic books on intros into his new skills he wished to learn. He raised his right hand and opened the door to the small library inside the hotel and walked inside and began looking around the bookshelves.  He truly wished to learn about martial arts and the art of the sword but he honestly wasn't that great his martial arts needed some improvement not to mention his sword fighting capabilities were not that great at least in his eyes.  He grumbled and ground his teeth in annoyance at his dilemma. He sighed and grabbed a few books and placed them underneath his armpit and made his way to the hallway. He placed them in a small backpack and headed out to the training field in the storm cloud ravine.

It wouldn't take him long to to get to the training field, with his newly acquired speed he felt almost as fast as the wind. He was so much faster he needed to get into better shape. Their was only one way to do that and that was his forte and that was hand to hand combat. A simple enough exercises to get him started would suffice. He tossed his bag underneath a shady tree and got down on the ground and gently drew his sword from his left hip. The blade reflecting the sunlight a small glare

He stared long and down the center of the blade and did some twirls of the blade in his had a few times expertly. The handle never straying from his hand as he caught it and held it like a dagger. With that, he would begin. He charged forwards heading into a dummy. his eyes narrowed as he pictured the faceless man who had so desecrated the village and stolen away the raikages life. anger reverberated off the blade as it sliced into the training dummy and chipped a small chunk out of it. It wasn't good enough not nearly good enough. He needed to to be able to cut deeper and quicker. Perhaps he would need a better weapon. There was always the legendary blade his father had told him about kusanagi but he didn't nearly have enough skill to wield it.

He began with a few basic overhead strikes slashing at the air. He would take his stance and beginning chopping at the air bringing his sword down and up again and repeating this process over and over and over again. He would then switch tactics and begin a form of sword kata. Placing his right foot in front of him he would angle the sword adjacent to his hip and began to take steps forwards. Upon the third step, he would do a horizontal slash and then quickly twirl and spin as re position himself as if he were fighting an enemy and move behind them. He would then begin an onslaught of slashes as fast as he could each step he would slash at a different direction. He stopped in his tracks and brought his sword in front of him and reached into his left side pocket and pulled out an apple.

He smiled and polished it and positioned his hand behind his back with his sword to his side he slowly closed his eyes and tossed the apple up into the air behind him straight up. He knew it would fall at the same exact space where he threw it would not take but a few seconds. He quickly generated a power three hundred and sixty degrees spin his sword slicing cleaning and perfectly the top half of the apple. He opened his eyes and smiled as he looked at his results.

It wasn't a bad start oh no not at all it was a clean hit through the apple. The blade had cleaved through the middle. Just as he had intended it to he smiled and picked up the apples and set to eating them. A quick nutritious snack to help fuel his body would be a good idea. He licked his lips as he finished the apples and spitting out the seeds and then proceeded to clean off the blade of the apple juices. He used his shirt as a rag since he had nothing else he could use. He would be a master swordsman in no time at all he hoped so at least. The image of the raikages corpse still haunting him slightly.

A man so great and powerful had been lost to the village was a deep wound. A wound that would not easily heal as quickly as appointing a new kage to the role. Oh no the village had been nearly ruined buildings that had long stood now but rubble. Lifes of people were taken as well good innocent people. this was not going to stand not one bit not if he had a say in it. Vengeance would come to those who attacked the cloud and it would be something horrid.

He would train his ass off to just to be able to help in that endeavor. he was not going ot be left out of it. The cloud village was his home and its people he viewed as his family. He would not tolerate Anyone and he meant anyone messing with his family. He glared as he looked at the dummy and leaped into the air and brought down a horizontal slash down upon the dummies left arm. Then moving at his full speed he would spin around and slice into the head of the dummy. His sword striking true and relieving the head of the dummy. He panted and looked down at his work and sheathed his tonto blade. It was good enough for today oh yes more than good enough. He sighed and picked up his books and headed back home to the village his training finished for now.

(Exit Mugen training complete gained master buki gained using a 3 post discount token i have)