Fight Night

Gaignun was even stronger than ever because of his trip to the mountains, but he wasn’t yet satisfied with his results. He wanted to work on something else with his strength. He wanted to work on his taijutsu to another level. He wanted to be able to land several blows in consecutive attempts, he wanted to be able to keep the enemy on his toes, he wanted to have it to where his attacks were unpredictable. His taijutsu was going to vastly improve after his training, because he was going to learn a secret art learned by all the best fighters, an art called, combos.

Gaignun had arrived to a secret fight club. He had heard rumors about it from his peers outside at the village gates. He said they were fighting for money. Gaignun was only there for the training, he could care less about the ryo. He just wanted to test his new strength and view the competition, to see if they can successfully use combos. If they could he wanted to see if they were any good at it. He wanted to see how to chain said combos, and how to connect blow after blow and break through an opponent‘s guard.

Gaignun came to the entrance of the fight club, as the door was locked and it was a dark alley. He looked around as men were pulling out money, and they were all talking about who to bet on, and who were the best fighters. Gaignun looked up and quickly removed his head band and put it in his pocket to hire his identity. He didn’t want any of the men knowing of his status. He just wanted to get in, then get out. If they saw he was a ninja, they might have wanted to start a problem.

Gaignun finally was in front of the door, as the man opened a slot. “State the password.” Gaignun sighed, as he looked at him. “Wordpass.” The man opened the door, as Gaignun groaned and walked inside. “For such a high level illegal place, you would think they would come up with a tougher password. Gaignun simply shrugged and walked outside. An easier password was good for him, he just wanted entrance inside. The place smelled like sweat and booze. The place was a disgusting sight, with blood all over the floors, it was pitiful. It embarrassed him to be in the same village as these people.

Gaignun looked around, men shouting at the competitors, as women were walking around in skimpy outfits delivering refreshments to the viewers. Gaignun felt like throwing up when entering the place. “You poor creatures. it’s a shame you were led to such a disgusting path because of the influence of alcohol, drugs, sex, and violence.” Gaignun mumbled under his breath, as he continued walking through. He hardly wore shirts, because of a Sasaki ritual. He only wore a sash, pants and boots. This caused many of the trashy waitresses to have an eye on him.

Gaignun caught their eyes, as he groaned and came to the enrollment counter. “Excuse me, I would like to sign up for a fight.” The counterman started to laugh, as he nodded. “Finally, we have an opponent for tank.” he said, as Gaignun raised an eyebrow, as the man laughed louder and louder. “Tank is our strongest fighter, no one is man enough to fight him, but you are right?” Gaignun shrugged and nodded. “Is he man enough to face me?” He mumbled as the man laughed more. “Meet at the northern arena in ten minutes.” Gaignun nodded, and simply walked from the counter and back to view other fights.

Gaignun watched several different fights, all the men looking physically strong, but pitiful in his eyes. “Is this all? I’ve went on D Rank missions more dangerous then this stuff.” Gaignun mumbled, as he looked around. “I just can’t wait for my match so I can get out of here.” The man who he signed up with ran up to him. “Hey kid, what Is your name?” Gaignun raised an eyebrow, as he smirked. “Kukai, Kukai Okinaga.” he said to the man, as he smiled and rolled his arms. The man nodded, as he ran to the middle of the northern arena while all the other matches.

“Let’s start our main event for the night. Our reigning champion, TANK!” The one named tank exited a room as the crowd cheered for him. “Against our newcomer, Kukai Okinaga.” The crowd booed him, as Gaignun sighed and stepped into the arena against his opponent. “MATCH START!” Gaignun smirked, as he advanced forward, he sent two punches toward his face. Tank took the blows as he sent a punch to his stomach. Tank felt the blow as he instantly grabbed his gut. Gaignun smirked, as he uppercut him right in the chin, sending him into the air. Tank flew up as he fell downward, he spun and kicked him, sending him into a wall. Gaignun smirked, as the crowd paused. Gaignun walked up to the announcer and stole the microphone. “The name’s Kukai Okinaga, your new champion.” he mumbled as he threw the microphone down and walked out the arena with the crowds applause.

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Gaignun was on his wawy of exiting the fight club, until a man in a strange purple suit, a purple hat, a cane, and strange leather shoes on stood in front of him. He also had two scantly clad women standing on next to him, holding his arms. "Well son, we're sorry but we can't allow you to leave today just yet. As the champion you are gonna have a lot more challengers wanting your shot. Plus, Tank has a rematch clause, and it seems he wants to cash that in right now." The man pointed at the man he just defeated, getting back up cracking his knuckles.

Gaignun got into a stance, facing the new set of opponents. It was about four on one, which wasn't fair to them. They were just regular civilians, who have the fighting skills of maybe an academy student. Gaignun waited for one to approach until all four started running in his direction, as Tank stood and watched.

Gaignun ducked under the first approachers punch, and the two others were side to side directly behind him. Gaignun smiled and put both his arms out preforming a clothesline on both of them. They both hit the ground hard, as the crowd cheered his name. Gaignun flipped his large piece of hair, as he looked back at the one behind him and one in front of him.

They both ran in his direction, as he jumped into the air. He preformed a split in mid air, kicking them both right in the face. The two others who he had clothesline were just getting up, as one of them ran up toward Gaignun swing at him with various punches. Gaignun side stepped several of them, laughing as he thought it was pitiful what the man could muster up.

"I can't believe you all can't handle a sixteen year old. You must be ashamed." Gaignun said out loud, as he dodged one more punch and sent one of his own straight into the assaulter's abdomen. The other compeitior just fled the arena, crying like a child. Gaignun looked at tank, the only one left, as Tank ran straight toward him. Gaignun prepared his stance, and as soon as Tank was close enough, he jumped into the air. "Come at me bro." He whispered and as soon as he did. Gaignun jumped into the air. He then sent both of his feet flying straight into Tank's chest. The kick sent Tank flying backwards, as Gaignun preformed a backflip using Tank as a base before he was sent flying.

Training approved!
1 Charisma point +
2 Strength point +