Tales of a Ninja Magician: Of What Defines Us

Problems Abrewin'

A loud sound of cracking wood reached Kouta's ears as he continued his freefall below. After fixing his position in the air to one more suitable to protecting himself the young man noticed a humongous chunk of wood flying at his face. Nothing a quick but focused strike at the centre couldn't fix.

Right as the boy's fist connected to the large wood structure he felt an intense shock from the other side – the goth must've snuck up stuck to it. A more inventive use of Art of Tree Climbing technique. Kouta's arm had only fractions of a second before the immense earthquake causing pressure would've completely obliterated his arm into bloody mush of flesh and bone.

"Chakra Shotgun!" he shouted out as cannons split from his forearm unleashed a quick close range burst of chakra that both tossed him backwards and not only compensated for the force of Earth Release earthquake technique that the goth girl tried hitting him with but also blasted her back.

Down below and a bit to the south Yushijin continued striking at the greasy haired young man. He wielded kunai blades, curved and modified for nasty stabs and bypassing blocks and shields. Luckily, Yushijin still had a confident range advantage, still, the grease was surprisingly quick.

"Genjutsu: Last Resort!" Yushijin chanted out.

Blood burst from the side of the blood of his opponent as the entire right part of his body nearly split off. Just a little bit more strength in Yushijin's cut and it would've been lethal, splitting the young Iwagakure gent in two like nothing. Such was the strategy of the swordsman. He didn't mean to kill his opponent in this friendly competition, just injure him so much that he had to be removed from further competition.

"Genjutsu, huh?" the dark haired Iwagakure genin laughed out as his cut down body burnt up in flames and disappeared without sparking even the slightest fire on any of the leaves, moss or grass beside him.

"A subject I see you also are familiar with..." Yushijin grunted feeling a bit annoyed by his opponent's survival. The first slash he landed up there was limited in potency, his body was hardened in its entirety allowing only the tip of the sword to pierce the flesh. This time he protected with genjutsu.

"I assume that's the secret behind your incredible speed, no?" the sly Iwagakure fox smiled with all the subtlety of a viper crossed with a weasel. "No genin can be moving that fast, you're using genjutsu to affect my comprehension of time, that's my educated guess as a genjutsu user. You make anyone affected perceive your movements as instantaneous, time perception is difficult to mess around with, I must commend you!"

"You're here to talk or are you here to fight?" Yushijin grunted before playfully swinging his large sword around just so his muscles stayed in their peak preparedness.

"Ah, before I defeat you, I, Zircon Trot of Iwagakure must commend a skilled colleague... That and the fact that I must stall you before I reach my true target. Girls always had the softest backs to stab!" Trot smiled with his wicked smile once more.

Finally understanding that he was being played Yushijin weaved the genjutsu dispelling hand seal. Just like the corpse before, this Zircon Trot standing in front of his immolated in seconds. Without wasting any time the swordsman charged for Budoki, the girl was a more hands-off combatant, combat heat was something that may have greatly troubled her.

Meanwhile Budoki herself was being a bit occupied by taking on the silent giant wearing a ponytail – Horein Ptet from Iwagakure.

The brutish man pounced in gigantic leaps, swiping left and right at Budoki who just gracefully flipped back and sideways, cutting and pulling strings that triggered more and more of her traps. One kunai dispenser firing upon a wire trigger was pulled on launched a stream of kunai that riddled Ptet's right side, one even etched into the poor brute's ear.