Round Three: Ashie Uchiha Vs. Samuru Uchiha

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The arena is packed full today, filled with screaming spectators and hopeful gamblers. The international Chuunin Exams has attracted an audience from all over the world. Each Genin enters from the opposite side of the arena before meeting in the middle and beginning.  

Best of luck.

Spoiler:

Today is the day the youth has been waiting for, he has blown through the competition up until this point, those before this point in his eyes were not even worth being shinobi. Today however, he will be doing battle with his sister, a Demi-Goddess similar to himself, the Demi-God of Asgard. The boy's smirk is worn proudly, this battle will be one that will no doubt be entertaining for everyone, including himself. His sister has grown with her time in the real world, Samuru has seen with his own eyes how her strength has grown, she is his sister after all. The boy is ready for today, he has been waiting for it, anxious to receive a real challenge in this exam that none before her could provide. The boy begins to enter from the north, pushing open the doors only to have the sun peer into the shadowed hallway of the biggest ramp, Samuru's chosen entrance. With the doors open the breeze flows into the hallway, his cape and hair rippling backwards in a manner similar to a super hero glamor shot at the beginning of his manga right before they do battle.

Stepping forth from the shadow of the hallway the sun fully illuminates his form, the sun reflecting off his headband that he wears proudly, his garb being that of his pants, and cape, along with his signature gloves and shoes, the Asgardian necklace dangles from his neck that he is wearing as a good luck charm from his father. Making his way to the stadium, Samuru stands 10 meters from the exact center, looking left to right as his coal black eyes shift to their brilliant silver state, looking for his sister and what entrance she will come from, the boy facing the south entrance. Normally the boy would of put on a show, but it seems that is not even needed, the crowd going crazy already as this bout was one of the most anticipated it seems, the battle of the gods he heard it called on the streets a few times, this bringing a satisfied smirk to his face as he remembers it, waiting on his sister.

Spoiler:

Ashie would inhale a breath waiting behind the door she could hear the gasps of the crowd and their gathered chaotic chanting. She leans her left hand against the door, today her garb was different, today she had found a shirt that was most precious to her. It was a peach colored top with a small cape that had a silver latch on the front so Ashie could remove it when needed, her black leggings fitting comfortably tight with her black shoes. She knew this was going to come...but she promised herself she wouldn't forfeit. She stared at the door intensely as her eyes begin to take for that same familiar silver of her sibling's bloodline. Taking a step forward she would push the door open and strut out into the light being slightly blinded but it clears within a couple steps. She can see her brother she had entered directly across from him. Her face was serious as the chants grew louder and louder. Reaching the same distance from the center mirroring her brother's position on the ring. Letting the wind blow west making her hair and cape flow in the same direction. "Good morning. You ready for this brother? Let's show them what real God's can do!" She smiles lifting her forefinger and middle finger to her forehead. Making a small salute to her brother before getting in her stance, the stance of a hyuuga letting her eyes seek out his chakra.

Samuru views his sister enter the arena, his smirk growing wider due to the fact she is truly here, and hasn't run from this battle, this alone showing how much she has grown. He watches as she takes her position, every movement viewed by his silver eyes, her garb on this day is interesting, a cape even worn, aw is she trying to be like big brother? This being a mental teasing he does not let out. He sees her raise her hands for a salute, knowing his sister takes more after their mother in the art of honorable fighting he does not act upon this taking it for what it is, the boy nodding towards her as she takes her stance.

Now the battle begins, Samuru's right foot slides back six inches whilst his left hand moves towards his lips, the half tiger seal formed as his finger tips get just below his lips. Following this, the boy breaths in quickly before expelling forth flames from his mouth, due to the western blowing winds the shape of the jutsu changes, instead of being a cone of flame the western winds pull his attack slightly to the right along with its advance making a vortex of flame that moves forward towards the girl, only to stop at three meters from the boys position however, still not enough to hit her, but it was not designed to, only to allow him to set something up.

Whilst the flames are fully released from his mouth the boy ceases the stream allowing the flames to longer momentarily, this acting to put a blinding wall between the two siblings, their eyes forced to see a mass of chakra separating them should it be used. With the flames ceased he kicks back with his left leg sending him into a backwards slide, going another foot back, his left hand moving downwards only to meet his right to form the seals needed for the Bunshin Dai Bakuha, a cloud of smoke appearing on each of his flanks that immediately burst into a curved advance, becoming visible three feet to the right and left of the vortex and headed towards the girl, the original remaining back and observing, the vortex fading after a few moments allowing her vision of all three, the boy watching to see what he response will be to all of the elements of battle.

His moves do not surprise the younger sister, she watches as he makes a fire vortex just for show. His two shadow clones though, that is a little nerve racking. Seeing them race towards her she would keep jumping back until she would land on the railing and give a smirk before holding her hands together in the Dog symbol, Feeling the air around her change she would back flip into the watery moat surrounding the arena. Using her strength and love for swimming she would swim to circle around her brother and position her feet to push against the bottom to shoot up and out of the water, her hands would reach up to grab the bar and would propel herself off of the inner railing towards the next railing where she would land on her feet and once again push off forward towards her brother. Using the moisture on her body to its full extent she would swing her arm forward making four water like senbon to fly towards Samuru, her eyes never leaving his, the fire within her is lit in their third fight against each other since she came from Asgard, she was determined to show him how much she had improved since then, she knows she will not win this fight, but she's going to give it her all. She will make this one hell of a show to all the ninja watching. She has to send a message that she is not to be taken lightly.

The boy watches his sister, with the Katon fading his visage views her jumping backwards, his clones keeping their distance and not outright blitzing her for multiple reasons, the first being he does not wish to outright crush and humiliate her, and the second he knows she has the close combat art like his mother so that alone could prove risky. Seeing her reach the railing her form kicks off it only to flip and land within the water. The clones stop five meters from the railing as their Masutaai tries to find the girl, alas she is out of their visual range by being within the water.

Suddenly a splash is heard near Samuru's rear position, this splash is followed by impact sounds before his sister becomes visible, wasting no time he sees her arm move towards him as four projectiles fire off her body filled with chakra, the boy making the assumption this is Suiton. The boy however wastes no time with his rebuttal, her distance and the speed determined by his eyes of that of her Suiton giving him ample time to react. His chakra flows to his right hand as his watch glows with soft blue light, his hand now becomes shrouded in a mass of crimson light only for the blade of the fire elemental to appear within his grasp. Smirking, the boy turns sweeping the blade upwards and towards the Suiton assault, flames roar off the blade in a crescent strike that is sent towards his sisters airborne form, the needles hitting this condensed Katon and sizzle turning to steam being destroyed upon contact.

The boy at this time is only 10 meters from his sister, the crescent being aimed towards her legs and moves at the speed of 100. The boys aim is to give her a fighting chance, he knows the power of his assault after using the blade against his aunt thus reluctantly it is obvious he is aiming partially away from her to let her get away should she be able, the boy knowing full well he taught her how to walk upon the air so but a simple hop could get her away. The boy despite making his own safety measures to preserve his sisters life does not show such mercy on his physical form, smirking towards his sister to put up the guise he is truly trying so she does not think he is belittling her.

Her eyes being just strong enough to see his movements would allow her to assess the situation and concentrate chakra into her feet before catching on the invisible surface known as air. Using this she pushes upwards once more just barely in time to dodge the flaming wave her brother had sent at her. She grits her teeth knowing she won't be able to take him down. However flipping her body upside down so her feet can catch on an invisible ceiling of air about 5 meters above the ground she would aim her front towards her brother and again push off concentrating chakra into her left palm as she holds it back ready to send forward and impact into her brother's stomach if he does not move or stop her.

The boy watches as she evades the Katon strike, something he was hoping for.  With the Suiton dealt with his blade vanishes in a crimson light as he views his sisters form using what he taught her, against him.  Her form now kicks off a platform above him, his eyes watch her advance towards him, chakra is seen built up in her palms.  The Gentle Fist, something that she excels in just like his mother, something that no matter how hard he trained he could never perfect, seeing it in a way angers him, mostly directing it all at himself for being unable to do it to its perfect level.  The boy watches as she gets close, one meter away to be exact as he adjusts his form by sliding his right foot to the side, bringing his left foot around in a curved motion to take on the Hyuuga's fighting stance, his eyes narrowed and tracking every motion, his eyes advancing to their next state so to speak as he views her chakra network flowing through her body.  

With grit teeth the boy is determined to use the same art as his sister to show he is capable of using his mothers art, even if it is just a little bit. Shuffling forward his right arm thrusts forward, his hand extending its fingers as he makes a poking strike towards the left side of his sisters left forearm, his form to the left of her.  Should thus strike make impact it is no doubt felt, chakra is flown through the boys finger tips to target her Tenketsu with an amateur level style, even his stance showing such.  Following in conjunction with his strike his actions are fluid, stepping in with his left leg he brings his left arm forward and turns his body to the right attempting a strong palm to her stomach combined with the chakra of the gentle fist style.  Should this strike as well her form is sent flying backwards due to the raw strength the boy possesses, the girl no doubt winded from this as he slips into the gentle fist stance watching her to see what she does next, the boy panting slightly since his chakra is not used to being channeled that way, thus it tuckers him out a bit more.  The points of impact on the girl if inspected, show very slight coloration from the bruising letting her known her elder brother truly is using the gentle fist style, even if it is just a little bit.  

[-2 Chakra if the strikes are successful from Eight Trigrams: Ten Palms]

Ashie would squint towards her brother watching his stance and position change tensing her muscles she would watching him get ready to either strike or knock her out, upon flying towards her chosen position as her brother is now to the left of the original spot he was in to pose she would see as she gets closer his forefinger and middle finger pose to strike her left arm.

Her mind would flash and go 'Oh Shit!' cursing as her brother would and pull her hand up and above her head to dodge the close range blow. As her brother comes closer due to the momentum she would bring her right hand over to grasp the back of his head and adding the momentum of her flying she would land on her toes and pivot her body to the left and using all of her force she would push her brother's head in the same direction. She would then jump up using her strength to push her body weight against the back of his head aiming to bring his forehead into the ground as he did to her many nights ago.

She had gotten jealous at him for having so much strength over her and her sister giving them no chance to show favor to their clan and father. Maybe that's what kept Ashie going right now, the adrenaline pumping through her veins is because she wanted to show her brother she is strong. She knows this is a show, that he will have to eventually knock her out. Otherwise she would try everything in her power to hit him in some way, shape or form.

The boys arrogance in this situation proves to be his downfall, his stance to say the least is shit, this leaves him vulnerable. The boy misses his strike his eyes looking towards his sister only for her hand to grasp the back of his head, the boy smirking as he braces his neck but not even thinking about his stance, due to this the boy is moved and sent falling forward to his surprise, his face smashed into the ground. Assuming his sister backs off the boy remains there for a moment, his hands sliding upwards to put his palms upon the stone floor, his finger tips piercing the ground as a growl is heard from the boy. To say the least, he is pissed he let this happen, in front of everyone, to have this happen to him by the hands of his little sister. The boy does not plan on holding back now, his chakra is fluxes making a black aura around him, not of the bijuu, this being his raw power displayed by his aura that more or less gives off a warning of "Oh shit I'm gonna die" to those that see it.

Samuru pushes himself upwards, his form swiftly getting to his feet as he faces his sister, his nose visibly broken by the impact with blood dripping down it and to his lips only to drip off his chin. It is only due to the fact she is his sister that she is not in pieces on the ground, the boy turns his head slightly to his left spitting out a bit of blood that gathered in his mouth, his nose healing thanks to his own regeneration. So many thoughts run through the boys mind, a new found hate is crafted for his mothers fighting style, along with some hate for the fact he still couldn't do it right after all his practice, no matter how hard he busts his ass he cannot do anything that his mother and father can do.

"Ashie I'm ending this." His tone is cold, his eyes if inspected have slight tinges of red as he is struggling to keep his demon back, if she views his chakra network it is a raging mess of black and blue. The two are only four feet apart at this point, Samuru's eyes narrow as his chakra is seen to disperse, moving now to his muscles, enhancing the speed of them and enriching them to allow him to move at far greater speeds. His total speed is now 180, his form flickers and fades with him hitting his top speed by kicking backwards only to break towards his right rounding his sisters position only to reach her rear before dashing in towards her. Once he gets two feet from her his left foot steps outwards being on the outside of the direct line, his form rotating to the left keeping the momentum going as his right shin aims for the back of her knees with an upwards kick. Should this connect, the kicks legs are knocked upwards sending her upper body backwards only to smash the back of her head against the stadium floor, Samuru moving with his momentum so he spins in place, facing her now thrusting his right arm forward but stopping the action an inch from her face should she be on the ground, hoping she will give up after he showed just how easy he could take her down if he tried to. The strike preformed on the girl to the back of her knees despite Samuru being angered is measured to not completely explode her legs, but only knock them up with a good amount of force, due to this the impact of her head is not enough to do serious damage, more over a "fucking hell that hurts!" impact.