Mizuni Training Strength (Closed)

The day outside was a cold one, and Mizuni scanned the area around him as he tuned out on the lecture the class sensei was giving. The only thing he payed attention to were few certain things. One was the climate situation currently. Like usual, there was a dense layer of mist, thick in scattered parts of the field he and the class stood in. The slight breeze and the moisture in the air sent periodic small chills down Mizuni's spine. Drops of water condensed on his cheeks, and he took note of the fact that it was cold enough for the mist to condense and do so. Clouds overhead took on a dark gray color, signaling the possibility of a storm nearby. All this was taken note by the strange purple eye that gazed out of the thick, strong mask that Mizuni regularly donned when readying himself each morning for the day, made of strong wood and framed with minor thin layers of metal inside, though still not the toughest thing. He had been given the mask at a young age by the ANBU that had once raised and trained him, the mask serving the purpose of concealing his eyes from anyone who was not directly facing him and looking through the mask. After scanning other traits of the world around, like judging from appearance the ability of the other students, Mizuni drew his attention and gaze to his sensei, listening to him. All the while his Rinnegan eye was set in a wide eyed stare at the man.

From the lecture Mizuni could draw that today's lesson would be about the basic moves of Taijutsu and how to become more skilled and knowledgeable in hand-to-hand combat. After minutes more of explanations and different volunteers doing stances for the sensei to demonstrate, Mizuni's and another child's name was called. And though some might think it cruel to pit children against each other in fights, especially when the child facing Mizuni now in the dueling circle was much larger and older than Mizuni, Mizuni thought it to be a fun game to test his speed. The sensei explained the rules of combat, the two children bowed and made the signs of combat, then the duel began. The larger child, Boku, rushed forward at Mizuni and drew his left foot back to shoot forward and kick Mizuni. However, as if on instinct, Mizuni slid to the right quickly and lunged forward, transferring into a steady stance and thrusting his fists at intervals into the boy's stomach in a barrage with a jackhammer kind of motion, causing many resounding thumps to ring out satisfactorily. Boku was slowly pushed back by the attack, but simply drew back his right fist and launched it towards Mizuni's gut. The punch stopped in the air of the spot where Mizuni had been, who, being quite nimble and thin, had jumped a foot or so into the air above the punch and slammed the front of his mask into the face of Boku, causing the burly child to fall back and down, landing with a poof of dust outside the dueling circle. Impressed by the skill in the fight, Mizuni's sensei declared the winner of the bout, but saw that Mizuni, believing the lesson to now be over, had already lunged up and climbed to the rooftop of the academy and run off towards home, the dark clouds overhead dropping fresh rain down unto Mizuni's wooden face of a mask.

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