[Private] One More Try!

Genma once again entered the training grounds, planning on attempting to try training again. This time he was more successful, he took three or four laps around the same lines and then he began to do sit-ups one by one like they were nothing, despite the sweat pouring off his body it seemed like it wasn't affecting him at all. He took off his jacket, just wearing a fishnet t-shirt as usual, he cracked his knuckles and sneered. "This time I ain't gonna fail!" He shouted at the top of his lungs, he opened up the Velcro on his kunai pouch and then took out a kunai. Attaching an exploding tag to it, he ran forth and shot into the air, he swirled around in a rotating like pace, before dropkicking the wooden log he was using earlier, after that, he balanced himself on one leg for a brief second on one of the branches attacked to the wooden log and back flipped off, as he back flipped, he descended downward upside down, throwing his kunai.
The kunai stabbed against the wooden log to make an explosion occur, blowing him back. However, he had used the Substitution jutsu in order to not take the damage. Just as he thought, a log appeared infront of him, and he instantly stared over at the bench nearby, he materialized over there and landed on a crouched position, watching the log be incinerated in the seemingly enormous explosion, he grinned and stared at the wooden log which hadn't taken no damage. "Just as I thought, sturdy as ever." He spoke.
He sat down and opened up the gray backpack he had on all this time, taking out a bowl of ramen. He consumed it diligently and swiftly, before standing up. Refilled with all his stamina, he ran in place, and then did jumping jacks, before jogging around the track once more. He expanded the track, seeing how it was much more easier for him to run around such a simple thing, compared to before when he had all that stuff on, and that he was out of shape.
He balled up his fists and glanced at the wooden log, thinking of a new technique, he was using basic academy techniques, but he was going to go full out. He slowly undid his headband and glared at the wooden log, "You're mine!" He shouted, narrowing his eyes. Genma shot up off the bench and then shot down, extending his right fist outward in order to connect with the log, followed by a swing of his waist to send his knee barging into the side of the wooden log. He wrapped his right leg around the log, and his hand, and then sent his other fist flying. His fist connected and wrapped around the two inch wide wooden log, and then his other foot came.
Successfully doing this, he shouted at the top of his lungs, "Spinning Hammer Smash!" He shouted. He knew he wouldn't lift a fifty pound wooden log through the ground, but he imagined what he would do after this. What he would do was that he'd attempt to backflip whilst holding his opponent, let go in midair, and throw them. From there, he would somersault and land on his feet and propel upward, to punch them in the gut. After that, he'd dash to the side and wait for them to pass him through the air, and then axe kick them into the ground.
It took a lot out of him, he had to give it that, he landed on the ground breathing heavily, but glad that his training was a lot better than before. He continued until midnight, and was by then very tired, even so he didn't give up. It was time for an ultimate finisher, he balled up his fist and put all his effort into this test for courage and complete will.
He looked at the wooden log and grumbled, "I have to break it no matter what to prove what I'm worth to this village! I won't give up!"He shouted at the top of his lungs and sprinted forth at the quickest speed he could, which he had to admit, he was much faster than before, he had increased his speed widely over the hours.
He pummeled the wooden log with a left hook, followed by rapid knees from his right leg, he skid across the ground upon stopping, his time was almost up. He still wasn't gonna go down to some stupid fatigue, he was breathing widely like a boar, he shot forth and brought down his two fists toward the top of the wooden log, clenching his teeth together and bearing the pain that was about to be handed to him for doing something so completely stupid.
BONG! Went the sides of his fists, he sat there for a moment, and then his entire body lit up like a hot red habanero pepper. "AYEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEH!" He screeched at the top of his lungs, possibly heard throughout the entire village. He dropped straight to the ground due to fatigue and extreme pain, screaming at the top of his lungs until he passed out.
In the morning, he woke up with slobber all over his left arm, which he realized that he didn't have his orange coat on. Generally, he had pretty cool looking clothes on. He glanced at his self-portrait of his entire body he drew yesterday. His hair was shoulder length and light blonde. His hair was also spiky and shaggy, along with that his eyes were navy blue, and his skin was partially tanned. He wore orange and blue, he wore a long sleeve coat with baggy sleeves. The coat was open, but had a zipper. He has a white collar matching the material of the inside of his jacket, with his sleeves somewhat folded up. From his shoulders to an inch below his collar is blue leather. At his waist is a blue belt, and his orange pants were baggy. He also had on blue sandals.
He grinned and put his stuff back on, figuring that it was about ten in the morning due to the moderate weather. He exhaled and decided it was time to leave, he was starving and needed his morning batch of ramen. "Yup! Here I go!" With his new speed, he was gone in a few seconds.

[1069 Words, 5 Statpoints, 10 Jutsu points]