He Fainted [P]

Vergil dashes through the desert. He quickly arrives within the villages, and just to make sure, he stops by the hospital. Skidding to a stop in front of the large building, he begins to walk up the steps, the boy slumped over his left shoulder. He pushed open the doors, and walks over towards a counter. Shortly after a nurse runs towards Vergil, and places a device over his chest. Her hand touches his forehead, and she too sighs, a tad amount of relief is evident. The woman smiles, and tells him that he is just exhausted, and should rest a bit. Nodding towards the woman, Vergil flashes a forced smile. It came out as a sneer, though, something he couldn't control. Practice makes perfect though.

Walking out of the hospital, the boy still slumped over his shoulder, Vergil decides to take a break, and relax a little. As the sun begins to set, he sets off for the training grounds, and arrives there in little to no time. Casually walking into the vicinity, he takes a seat on a bench. Surrounding the bench, twenty meters in all directions is nothing, but sand. Not a single tree is rooted into the ground. 

Vergil places the boy in a sitting position, his head slumped over against the wooden bench. Hopefully he wakes up soon before getting a splinter. Vergil gets more comfortable removing the cloak to reveal two massive arms, his shoulders can easily be compared to boulders, his biceps not too far off. He places the cloak over the bench, and leans back against it exhaling softly.

Zen would open his left hand just a little bit, he wanted to see who was around him, indeed, he noticed that same guy that he was in the desert with. " huh..... wh... w....where are we? shouldn't I be at the hospital?" Zen asked with a awkward look on his face, he didn't really understand what to expect, besides, the two just met. Standing up from whatever object he was laying on, he would look around and rub both eyes, just before the other pop open, he would sigh! " hm, I still feel normal, I have no clue what happened, though, I still got the energy for a little spar!" The man would stand up as if nothing happened and walk over to vergil.  " Thanks, I didn't really need to go to the hospital, as bad as the scene might have looked, but I was clearly fine." The boy would just step back and get into a fighting stance. " Now, shall we continue this battle? or should we stand around looking like we forgot something!" The boy really didn't know what to do next, though, he wanted to get to know the boy even more, perhaps a few more trainings that is, This was not going to be the last time, zen met up with vergil, they going to indeed train everyday if possible. But indeed they was going to have meet up more, this is so, zen wouldn't feel to awkward around the guy. Standing with a smirk on his face, he would reach in his pocket, pulling out a single cigarette, he would place it on his lips. " hey dude, let me know when your ready. I have a few techniques that I must train, but I want to work them off with you perhaps!" Zen stated, he would sigh once those words was spoken, lighting his cigarette to fire, he would puff from it. Putting the match out, he would toss it to the ground, smoking his cigarette, he would loom up to the sky, wondering what goes on up there all day. That same sun been all over the place. With a quick look down, he would puff from his cigarette once again. With another sigh, he would look at the vergil guy, he would shake his hand, but from the block of the sun and how hot it was, he really didn't feel like doing none of that at the moment, instead, he wanted to finish the fight, it wasn't indeed over, they both hat some attention, but Zen wasn't done with this guy just yet. Standing there looking at the guy, he would only shake his head in a agreeing way. he really was excited that the guy didn't steal nothing from him, instead, he was grateful ether way. The man was still breathing well and everything was feeling fine, it was just a simple faint from the heat perhaps? but the pain before that was awkward, he would soon have to visit the doctor though, but it wasn't that important at the moment, standing there looking at the guy, he would wait, for his approval to start back up with the training, he wanted to make sure the guy was really down for this or not. He didn't just want to jump the gun and have the guy feeling all shamed or something. Puffing from the cigarette, zen would turn around to see if the guy got his backpack, it appears he did place it by him. Walking over to it, he would search in it for some water, with a clean reach in the middle, he would pull out a fresh bottle of water, sipping from it, he would take a seat on the bench, still watching the vergil guy, he would smoke from his cigarette, just before tossing it to the ground and stepping on it, the smoke was indeed perfect timing just to clear his mind in that case, so much that was going threw it he was clearly out of it. Sipping from his water once again, he would stand back up, placing the water bottle on the ground just by the bench, he would turn forward at the boy and looking at him with a smile on his face, he wanted to let vergil know that this fight wasn't going to be that easy this time. But, zen would have to take it on with the jutsus, he didn't want to over do it again! Rubbing his hair, he would rub those eyes once again. Thinking back on his life history, it'll only just make him laugh. The thought of that was just crazy. After looking at the guy for a few moments, Zen would look over to the ground, then  back forward, he wanted to see what was up, he didn't want to throw things over board again, but it was indeed slow at the moment. Everything was indeed slow, the moon that'll soon cover up the sun, and the dark night came, it was indeed only a few hours they was out in the area, not really sure where they was, but zen didn't care, all he wanted to do was finish his training well fight the guy. he wanted to see if he really can live up to being a chuunin of sunagakure no sato, where was his true powers? rubbing his face to clean the sweat from it, he would just wait around, the birds that flew across the dark sky, the voices of the citizens in the village was clearly a echo due to how quiet it was out here. Waiting for the action to kick in, he would sigh.

With another sigh, Zen would only pay attention toward Vergil direction, everything seemed to go well for the moments that is, but until the fight started up, but he wanted to have everything go nicely, he didn't want anything to get out of hand. After a quick smoke and a fast drink, Zen was indeed back in his good spirit, he was ready for his training well fight that is!

Vergil turns around to face the boy, looking over to stare him in the face, as he awakens. He closely observes his hyper behavior, an uninterested look on his face. He places his right hand on his lap, and merely stares at his palm while the boy moves around. He wonders why he is so hellbent on fighting. Not that Vergil minded the action, he just...wanted to relax a bit longer. Is a moments rest too much to ask fore these days? Shrugging, he stands to his feet, and walks five meters away from the bench. "I'll stretch then, maybe you should do the same." His back is turned as he says this. While stretching, his mind drifts off. He wonders how the boy was able to momentarily halt his movements. While it did not cause any real damage, it still bothered him. Like a tick bite, it did no harm, but still it was there. He looks off at Zen while stretching, pulling his right arm free the tension, and then his left. Maybe the boy had some hidden talent he could not see without the aid of his byakugan. Shaking his head 'no' Vergil would begin to snap his right leg into the air, the sound of the force behind the kick, was that of a whip being swung through the air. He could not activate his byakugan so easily. 

One thing he did know about the boy so far, is that he has a mouth. He appears to be the type to be quick tempered, rather impulsive too. He would have to keep his temper in check while dealing with this type of person. If he were to lose control, then he may just end up killing him out of rage. While the boy doesn't seem like he can challenge him physically, he still seems to be the type to excel in other areas. "You ready?" Vergil says, his voice deep, and controlled. While waiting for a reply he begins to shadow box. Swing a wide punch with his left hand, which ripples through the air with enough force to destroy an old, well rooted tree. The thought of what it could do to a human body is sickening. Complete annihilation. Looking over at Zen, he stands up right. Imagining the boy's figure in front of him, he closes his eyes. He remembers  a passage he had read recently. Containing the instruction that would help him perform a simple, deadly, kick. It involved him leaning backwards, and letting the natural force of gravity carry him backwards a bit, and suddenly he raises his right leg, and it snaps through the air with force unlike any other. Vergil had never felt so much power from one of his kick. It felt enhanced...

Opening his eyes, he finds himself still staring at Zen, if he had not moved, the boy would be ten meters away from him. In all reality, Vergil's body had not moved. He had imagined the entire kicking scenario. His vivid mind, made his actions feel as if they were real. Yes, the boy was a genius, and he had just caught grasp of 'Leaf Rising Wind,' mentally. All he has to do is bring the action into reality. He would have to use the technique at some point in time, during this spar. "I'm ready." He shouts across the grounds, his voice carrying a bit of confidence with it, as it travels towards the boy. Vergil begins to enter his new, trademark, fighting stance. Hunching his back over like panther, his gray eyes stare at Zen's, and down at his body. Waiting for the first sign of movement so that he can pounce without remorse. "Are there any rules, you would like to make official before we begin?" His words unintentionally carry a bit of venom in them. He could not help it. He felt like a wild animal the moment he entered this stance. As if nothing could stop him, once he would begin moving.

With no rule no nothing, it was time for the two to begin their battle, he wanted to start this thing up nice and clean, but due to him begin a little shaky, he wanted to catch himself a little a bit. Moving his hands threw his hair, and a fast blink by the eye, the boy wasn't to for sure if he wanted to go threw with this or not, though he had a choice, and some points, but the area was just so fun? with so many ideas in mind, Zen would quickly walk over to the bench and take a seat, it was something that was eating him up for the longest, he wanted to let it out but indeed it just wouldn't come out! he though, if he would just yell it out or something, but it was nothing to talk about, with a smile on his face, he didn't want to upset vergil or anything, he wanted the man to feel like he was at home or something. Reaching in his pocket, he would yet pull out another cigarette, placing it on his lips, the man would begin to feel upset about something, he didn't like the fact people was better than him, it wasn't suppose to be like this, everything was suppose to2 be right, tight, not threw off like this, indeed, Zen wanted to get stronger, make things right with his family, get to know all the nara's but it was a shame, he left amegakure for a reason, a deep deep reason, he wanted to adventure, get to know the world, he liked everyone, though the village was too nice, but, zen could get used here, he loved all the shops, and how everyone was indeed nice. While the fight was about to start up, zen wanted to prepare himself, removing the cigarette from his lips, he wanted to give the guy full eye contact, he didn't want to underestimate this guy not one time, if he was a chuunin, then he must fight like one, a good old fight, just like the old days, he wanted everything to go nicely, no one get hurt of killed. Turning forward to the guy named vergil, zen nara would look at him, smirki4ng, he would speak. " Okay, I want this fight to go nicely, I don't want anyone getting hurt badly or killed! just a simple spar and we go our own ways!" Zen nara stated, he would then stand up from the bench, just before placing the cigarette in his pocket and sighing, " now we can begin!" once those words was spoken, he would leap up to the nearby tree, moving at his base stat speed, he would be already above the guy, with no actions that will be made, zen would just rest among the guy, he wanted to stalk him for a bit, just before the fight got started, though the guy did indeed see him go up the tree, but his was nothing major. He was just trying to play with the guy mind again, though, zen wasn't going to try and use any techniques for now, due to him being so weak and tired! dark night would soon come just a few hours ahead, so zen wanted to get done with his as soon as possible, he didn't want this to hold up time at all, and besides, he did, he have to train up a few techniques, but it was nothing major! still stalking the man, zen would laugh, his personality was totally different from the other people around here, some of the people that was from here, was just shit heads and mean, but this guy actually bought zen nara to a nice place and made sure he was okay, nothing else really happened, indeed the man got zen's approval for helping him with all those things.  but with nothing else to really go on about this guy, but he acted weird at some point of times, but that'll all be explained later indeed. Anyways, those few techniques, zen had to learn was nothing, it was just something that he had to learn and start up with it soon! he didn't want to keep his techniques waiting for a long time, he had other stuff to do, perhaps relax chill, hang around. He wasn't going to bed for sure, he had to do some much around the village, and all of his training that he had to do to get stronger. Perhaps a rank up soon? Reaching down to his left pocket, he would pull out a simple kunai, lurking the man still, he would not bother throwing the kunai just yet, he wanted to calculate the guy movements. But just before that was to occur, he wanted to let the man know that everything was okay, due to zen's reactions earlier, he wanted to let vergil know that he wasn't going to hurt him in any kind of way. Though the fight was going in a whole different directions so much words was spoken, thoughts anger the willing of killing someone? it was crazy indeed, with that smile still on the boy face, he would only wait for the man approval to start up, though he already said so they could start with the battle but zen hated over rushing stuff, he wanted to make sure the guy was really ready. but without a word stated, zen would sigh.

A leap down from the tree, he would land on the man back, with a tight grip on him, he would reach the kunai over to his neck! Perhaps the chuunin could dodge, or his body would be sent over to the hospital for the next few hours. " Alright man, let's see what you really got, or you just another fake?" the boy stated just thoe few simple words at the man. It was nothing zen would do to harm the guy, but where is his true chuunin powers??!!?!?!?

Vergil only watches as the boy lights yet another cigarette. Did he know how much harm he was doing to his lungs? Shrugging, he watches as the boy enters his peripheral vision, and begins to climb up a tree. It seems the spar would begin now. Shrugging his shoulders, he turns his head forward. Though he is tempted to activate his byakugan, he fights the urge. While it would provide a level of vision to him unrivaled by any other, he just couldn't do it without reason. He would have to learn how to fight without it.

With no help from his byakugan, he would be blind in a way. Forced to use his senses. Listening, he would wait for the faintest sound, that would give away the boy's approach, but to his amazement, he finds that the boy isn't as covert as he though. This realization brought to light, when he leaps onto his back. The kunai approaching his neck, Vergil simply reaches out with his left hand, and grabs the boy's wrist. After this, he squeezes tightly in an attempt to make him drop his weapon. Even if he doesn't, Vergil would flex his left arm, tightening his grip, and with a single motion, he would effortlessly throw the boy into the air. 

If things went as planned, Vergil would find himself running underneath the boy's body as it is suspended four meters in the darkening sky. Pressing both feet into the ground for support, he leaps into the air. The wind brushes softly against his face, and hair, as he ascends. Almost instantly, he would be above Zen, flipping through the air, he raises his right leg, and attempts to slam it into the back of Zen, which would send the boy back to the ground. The kick itself is rather light, more of a push, to play with his spirit. 

At this point, if things go as planned, Vergil would be descending, landing softly on the ground three meters away from Zen. "Is this what you wanted?" His voice is rather curious as it carries through the night towards the boy, a hint of playfulness in it as well. He waits for the boy to recollect himself so that they may begin again.

The battle was indeed just starting up, with no time of time, the boy quickly punched him off his back, sending zen into the air, and on his back just a few meters back, zen would be laying on the ground, the man was indeed strong, his strength was beyond the normal point. Once zen hit the ground, he would roll over on his stomach, spitting out the blood from his lip that was busted, he would sigh. " Alright man, I was trying to avoid such actions between us, but you just started it up!" Standing up slowly, zen would get into a fighting stance, the kunai would just be a few feet away from his landing point, but he didn't feel like picking up, it was time he would take action and kick this guy butt! With a smile on his face, Zen could only begin to think of his next plans, nothing really came to mind though, it was to hard for him to think of something, but it was nothing that could be thought of, with a sigh, zen would walk over to his kunai, picking it up from the ground, zen would turn forward to the man. " Now, I'm assuming it's my turn!!?!?!?" Zen would then dash forward, aiming the kunai clean for his stomach, but soon, the boy would indeed have to take a break, he wasn't built for all that running and hard working just yet, he was only trying to gain his training up first then get with the jutsu working techniques. The work zen had to do today was crazy, then all of the other days that he had to work, though, if this attack didn't work, Zen would be in a sort of situation! He is fighting a chuunin with high power, and he don't even know what to really do. But a few plans came to mind, perhaps let the kunai hit the man, but  another water technique? the man was far off not going to use that jutsu anymore, due to him being scared about fainting again, but it was all up to how he felt, but it was really just a paused moment for the two, the peace, it was just not enough noise, someone was going to have to step up and start making moves, but indeed, nothing was still not being made, zen wanted this fight to go clean and nicely, but now the vergil got ready, zen would have to also. Smirking, zen would turn left and right, checking the surroundings he wanted to make sure no one was around, perhaps this palce could get messed up? he never really fight that much as up to now, but it was more than a fight, it was a clan claim  as well. It was nara's till the day zen nara dies! he wanted it to be known, while the kunai was thrown, zen would be still thinking of another plan, he wanted to make sure everything went well, nothing got threw out of place, indeed, he knew everything was going to go well, but it was all up to the vergil, the guy seemed mad, but being thrown back was just disrespectful! he never really did such thing to anyone before, but it was possible it was a lesson learned. Still standing back, he would not try to use any chakra, therefore, he would save it up for something useful, he didn't really like fighting as stated before, it was something he just wasn't use to.. and with him being a new comer, and this vergil guy being a chuunin, it was something totally different than before. as if this was amegakure, zen would have no problems with beating the crap out of this guy. Pretty sure everyone in amegakure was zombies by now. it was just how ghost it was. Sadly, zen left his home village just to get with an even better village, he loved it here, everything was just right. He understands the village for what it is, it's nothing new for the boy. While still thinking on his next attack, he would try a little bit harder, though nothing was coming to mind, he didn't really know what to think of, what other kind attack he could besides taijutsu?   Zen nara wanted to mix it up for a bit just before trying anything else new.  With a click, he thought of something. Perhaps the next kunai could use some chakra infusion? making more damage, and this could probably hurt his opponent a lot! but due to that being not understandable, zen nara wanted to try something else as well, the chakra infusion technique wasn't going to work so well. Therefore, he would have to use something more smarter, perhaps another technique, it was something way more to it than suppose. Waiting for vergil actions to happen, the boy would sigh, it wouldn't take long before vergil get started to own him. But he wasn't even that strong zen supposed, but his strength was so damn amazing, zen didn't really know how to control the guy, it was more of an I don't know situation, but no going backs now, this is what zen asked for, he wanted the fight and now he gets to get it. Nothing is not going to go wrong indeed this fight might go by fast then zen though, but who cared? it was just the two of them and a training match, perhaps a spar? zen wanted to learn more anyways. Watching the man, zen would sigh. " Alright, imam give you all I got! so please bare with me young vergil!"

Zen said with a smirk on his face, he would wait for the boy approval once against. But first he wanted to see how the chuunin responded to the kunai. Was he going to do well? or just mess up like a Genin? But due to his strength, zen doubt the kunai would even cut him, it might just poke him, but he doubt it'll even do much damage, but it was all depending on zen's next attack...

His opponent did not seem to be the tactical type. Vergil comes to this conclusion after watching the boy stand up from the ground, his lip bloodied, just to attack again. There was no point of rest between his actions. As a Genin Vergil would have taken the time to observe the situation, and come up with some sort of counter action. Shrugging once more, Vergil stares at the boy, as he readies himself. The kunai approaching him seems to be aimed at his stomach. Sighing, Vergil realized the spar would get no where, until they came with a better reason to do so, other than following impulse. Side-stepping the kunai, to the left, Vergil reaches out with his right hand, and snags it midair. The metal kunai feels odd in his hand, so he tosses it back to zen, hopefully the boy would catch it, or risk it piercing his hand. 

Looking around the grounds, Vergil sighs again, louder this time. "Why don't we try something different?" As he says this he looks off, at the sky. Noticing now that the Moon has taken the place of the sun. It would be difficult for Vergil to see clearly at this point, he would have to activate his byakugan. "Are there any techniques you are working on? I myself, happen to be working on a few. Maybe we can try to test run those in this spar? Just a suggestion." He shrugs after the last sentence. He hoped the boy would agree with his request, but if he didn't Vergil would have to use this spar to train his techniques by himself. He would just prefer for the boy to be working on something in the meantime too. So that they both would improve. Even though Zen isn't from the village, he is a part of it now. A ninja of Sunagakure No Sato. Therefore he had to become stronger, if he intended to protect the village, in the future.

Zen, would sigh at the man comments, yes, I have a few water techniques that I need to learn, perhaps you can help me do just so! Zen stated, he would then wait for the man approval, pulling out the list of the jutsus, Zen could only see, Water release water beast, and also Suiton: Suiryuudan no Jutsu (Water Release: Water Dragon Bullet Technique) No other jutsus that was really that important, but zen assumed he'll just work on these jutsus. While waiting for the boy to say yes, he would place the list back into his pocket, placing a cigarette on his lips, he would attempt to smoke another one. Though, he had no damn reasons, but it was time for him to start working on his jutsus solo. " Okay Vergil, How about this, we both train in our own areas, once we're done wit the warm ups, you can come at me with all you got, well not with all you got, but I think you get it!" Zen stated. Stepping over to his private area, he would rush chakra up to his arms, just before preforming the hand seals for  Water dragon Bullet, he would try working on that technique before he would lead on to anything else, he wanted to get the feel of that technique first, it would only be a matter of seconds before he learned the technique, it shouldn't be to long, though, he wanted to make sure he knew the technique very well, with both hands out and ready, he would signal the other one down, and the other hand would go up, with a splash of water that shot out which wasn't that strong like his other techniques, gathering up, Zen would try one more time, trying not to get mad or anything, because he hated training techniques, but that was his life. Trying out th ejutsus once again, zen would sigh, the technique was indeed an improvement and it was indeed more nice, though the water wasn't that strong? probably zen's chakra? once he shot out the first one, he though that'll be enough though it wasn't however, it was enough for the bullet to shot out, it'll only travel just a few meters ahead, before awkwardly disappearing. The jutsu still needed more working on, though it should be that hard. Once again, he would form his hands together, and begin to do the hand seals, it was nothing to hard or anything, but it shouldn't be to hard to learn, he wanted everything to go well, perhaps none harmful or ether with that fainting again?!!??! Once again, he would sigh. The man would leave that technique alone, he thought it was good enough where it was already, while standing there, he would begin to work on his next technique which was the water beast. But he wanted to take a break, indeed it was a enough warming up for him, now it was the man named vergil turn. Stepping out, the chakra would be rushed, With a simple sigh, zen would begin to think on his life once again, how things could have been and how good they could have been, though everything here was going perfect, it was just something that was trapped in his head for so long, he didn't really know what to say to have it to escape it was just there.  His cigarette would still be hanging on his lip, and a smirk would be worn on his face. Waiting for vergil, it was indeed about to go down, the fight was truly about to start, nothing crazy nothing awkward, all out no stops! So many ideas in zen's mind, he wanted to do this right, he didn't want to mess up or try nothing that was going to mess him up, with an sigh, he didn't indeed want vergil to train, he wanted him to fight, well spar, the spar was about to start up and he wanted to do just so. watching the boy movements, he wanted to make sure he wasn't doing anything sneaky, he wanted to make sure everything was being played nicely nothing sneaky out of the ordinary. Removing the cigarette from his lips, he would still be smirking, watching the man, he would place the cigarette inside his front left pocket, both feet would be placed on the sand, noticing the area was still indeed quite and no one was doing anything just yet. But he didn't know what was really going on, this was so awkward, zen didn't even know if he wanted to be here anymore, he just wanted to train and get on with his business. perhaps find himself into something later on in life.  Rubbing both hands together, he would still be waiting for vergil to come at him, none the less,  he was indeed ready for this man. However the chuunin could win this easily probably, but, it shouldn't be that hard for the boy to win this. The Genin was going to indeed put up a fight. Not giving up, this was zen chance to fight the guy, indeed a chuunin, this was his chance indeed.

While still watching the man, he would wait for him, the battle was going to start on his phase, well indeed vergil's phase, he didn't want to charge at him, considering he had the higher hand, he wanted to let the boy come at him, this is so, zen could at least attempt to dodge his attacks perhaps? " Oh by the way dude, try to go easy on me, you hurt!" Zen stated, those would be the last words just before the spar started up, it was something that was finally now indeed happening.

Wondering, he wanted to know how hard this man could be? he didn't know.. It was indeed super hard for the man, just from him fitting a chuunin, he wanted to do this right, but it was awkward for zen, but it all depends on how this fight goes. But it was all depending on Zen at this point of time.

It was odd. Instead of the boy wanting to practice the technique's with Vergil he intended to do it alone. He watches the boy pull out a list, and for a moment he feels ill prepared. Until he remembers he has a perfect memory. He could in fact tell someone what he had for breakfast three years ago, on any day. The answer would be general, but he could do it. He runs a mental cross check on the jutsu he is intending to learn, and decides to learn one for this day. He would have liked to squeeze one more in, but with the day at its end, he would have to settle. It doesn't take long for him to decide which jutsu to learn. Leaf Rising Wind. He'd already begun practicing the jutsu mentally earlier now he would have to do it with his body.

To loosen the muscles in his lower back, he begins to perform standing stretches, bending over so that his hands wrap around his boots. He stays this way for thirty seconds, flexing his entire body, and squeezing as hard as he can, without causing harm to his body. With a sigh of relief, he stands back up. His posture, returns to it's normal, perfect, state. Then suddenly, he snaps backwards, lifting his right leg into the air as quick as he could, an audible popping sound can be heard as his foot rips through the air with a tremendous amount of force. Not surprised by his own strength, Vergil remains calm, and returns to a normal stance. A slight frown covers his face as he realizes the kick was not as crisp as it should have been. It felt like he was forcing it.

He would have to calm down, and relax. Looking over at Zen now, he notices the boy looking in his direction. It was troublesome. Almost as if he were putting on a show for a single spectator. Not used to the attention, he quickly turns himself away, and begins to uplift himself mentally. 'I got this. I just need to remain calm. I can't drag out this spar for too much longer. Koroshi. The kage is young. I MUST not stray away from my path. He can still become stronger, he WILL become stronger, and I too will get better.' Snapping backwards once more, his feet bursts into the air, Vergil finds himself shocked at how ferocious the kick was. He could kick a hole in a bijuu if he wanted to. He felt great, but he stops the kick before it can complete. He would have to save his energy for the real thing.

Leaf Rising Wind. Would go down as the first jutsu he took the time to learn since perfecting his clan's. "I am ready, Zen." His words boom across the night sky towards the boy. He imagines his new kick slamming into the head of an Uchiha, and knocking it from his shoulder's. Well of course, he could do that without the help of the new kick. Maybe with it he would obliterate the person's head completely. He chuckles a little, softly, only loud enough for him to hear it. While waiting for Zen to respond, he continues to imagine ridiculous scenarios in which he would beat, embarrass, and ultimately murder an Uchiha. Such thoughts would bring a visible smile to his face.

The boy's request for Vergil to go easy on him would go unheeded. He hoped the boy was joking. "I don't know where you're from, and how training went on there, but here...we give it our all until our hearts cease to beat." This was not a declaration to the boy that he would go all out, mostly that he would make it a challenge, instead of just taking his time, and making things too easy. "That being said, let's start wrapping this up, shall we?" At the conclusion of these words the infamous Byakugan is activated. A cluster of thin veins protrude from his skin, near his eyes. He takes the new stance he would now deem, the 'Panther Stance'. His back haunches over slightly, his right hand curled into a fist in front of him while his left remains open.

Since the boy wanted him to initiate the attack, Vergil would have to act responsibly. Dashing towards the boy at a speed he could track easily, he would look at his chakra network while running. He notices that his previous assumption was correct. The boy seemed to be Exceptionally gifted, when it came to chakra. He had already surpassed Vergil's. Once in range, Vergil would throw a wild swing, at the boy's left temple, with his right hand. If he did not move he would be knocked out once more falling to the ground. After swinging, Vergil would snap backwards slightly, not causing any self harm, preparing himself for his next attack.

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Zen noticed the boy coming at him at full speed, with an sigh, zen would dash forward, with a quick slide on the ground, he would turn towards the boy direction. They would now indeed be on the opposite side, Standing up from the ground, Zen would look at the man, " Is that all you got homie?" Charging forward, Vergil indeed was still turned around, therefore, his back was turned, all zen had to do was preform a sneak attack. Though this man was a lot faster. He would have probably dodged the attack. But it was pretty much nothing to zen, all he had to really do was play cool and hope for the best. While charging forward, he would use his left hand, that'll fall down to his left leg, his index finger, would reach inside his weapon holder, and pull out a simple kunai by the ring. While it was indeed hanging, the boy would try a simple attack to control his opponent, indeed the boy wanted to wrap this up and be done with this battle, but it was only so much zen wanted to learn about this guy.  Though, they have been out here all day long, which was indeed tiring.