- Stats:
239 Stat Points
Health: 44
Chakra: 10
Stamina: 30 (+11 ap)
Speed: 100 (+25 item)
Strength: 55
Items
On your person:
1 Spatha (longsword) with scabbard
1 Character Development Mk2 (Short Blade)
1 Swordsman Armor
1 Seiteki Brand: Speed
1 Chakra Stabilizer
6 Shuriken
5 Kunai
2 Smoke Bomb
4 Explosive Tags
3 Ration Pill
1 Blank Basic Scroll
2 full scroll of water sealing (15 power)
2 Weapon Pouches
2 fuma shuriken
1 Sealed Basic Scroll containing
-2 boxes Makibishi Spikes
-4 rolls of steel wire
-2 rolls of bandage
-5 Kunai
Jutsu Learned |
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Rank | Weaponry | Ninjutsu | Fuuinjutsu | Space/Time | Taijutsu | Puppetry |
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S | | | | | | |
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A | The Body Is A Weapon Dancing Blade Risk 3703/4500 Split Second | | | | | |
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B | Rupture Iai Beheading Split Second | | | | | |
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C | Battojutsu: Quickdraw Dirty Fighting Crescent Moon Beheading | | | | | |
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D | Shadow Shuriken Hidden Arms | Body Flicker Storm's Center Hidden Mist Hidden Trinkets | Water Sealing | Flicker Movement | | |
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E | Spanking | Chakra Cleanse Tree Climb/Surface Walk Substitution Technique Transformation Technique Clone Technique Rope Escape Jutsu | Generic Sealing Fuuinjutsu Lock Fuuinjutsu Breaking Mark Seal | | Inside to Outside Block | Ventriloquism |
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Skills | Sword Mastery Chakra Infusion Held Object Handseals |
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Hayate had barely heard it when Nero started talking. He was wrapped up in his own head, the recent encounter in the forest, the whole exam. None of it made sense, none of it was like he initially expected.
"Hmmm?" Something about making the village proud. Of course he was going to make the village proud. This whole damn thing was about the village. The ninja were just tools, puppets on strings. Cutting each other, yelling, bleeding, crying, all for the village.
Something else about rank. A gesture. He blew it off.
"Thats not our choice. But win, and it wont matter." He said almost absently, uncaring. Hayatee was still distant, his mind elsewhere.
As the mechanism that opened the door started to clank, the armor clad genin, sword at his waist and fuuma shuriken at his back, came back to earth a bit, actually turning to Nero.
"Listen, I cant say anything about what the girl does. Our last round was.. odd. But yeah, we'll take this one, alright man?"He let out a fist for Nero to bump.
"Lets do this". muscles moved beneath a half mask, showing a trace of a smile. The two blue headband turned in unison just as the gate reached fully open, ready for battle.
Nero, his clones, and Hayate all walked to the top layer together, Hayate on the right side. Hayate kept his hand resting loosely on the hilt of his sword, not gripping it, just confidently close.
He'd stride out to near the middle of the arena, just 10m away from the center marking, where his opponent would approach, the same distance away.