Post by junpei on Dec 29, 2006 5:29:29 GMT 1
Junpei landed on both feet and panted softly. Once more he raised his head and stared at the tree before him, the bark was gone, worn off from hours of constant abuse. Junpei's legs were numb now, at least the fronts of them were. He was doing a practice called deadening, in which one killed the nerves in a specific part of the body and hardened the bones there. For Junpei it was becoming his legs, so he could withstand hits there and keep going. It was however hard and rough work, and Junpei was only now beginning this form of training.
Damnit, only six hours till sun down, then I need to get back for studying... fuck.
Junpei tightened the muscles in his legs and sprang forward. Landing on his right foot he quickly brought his leg up for a torso height kick, right to the ribs on his imaginary opponent. His shin slammed into the thick pine tree and a loud crack followed. Junpei fell back to one knee and panted heavily. He had already been out here for three hours, constantly kicking at that tree with both legs. He still had another three hors to go before he would meet his daily requirement.
This would be a lot easier if I did''t have class tomorrow.
Junpei got back to his feet and adjusted his hair, parting it form his eyes he wiped the sweat off his brow and re-tightened his headband. Now that his hair was taken care of he looked down at the attire he wore, nothing much really. He had on a pair of shorts, kick boxing shorts basically that came to just above his knees. He wore no shirt for it was cold out but Junpei needed to biting air to remind himself he was alive. He wore no shoes and no socks, just those shorts and boxers kept him clothed, oh and the familiar red headband from his days at Varron.
Flexing his legs again he once more leaped forward and struck out at the tree, his right leg the attacker now. Another loud crack resounded threw the forest and Junpei fell back again, this time he stayed on his feet though.
Damnit, only six hours till sun down, then I need to get back for studying... fuck.
Junpei tightened the muscles in his legs and sprang forward. Landing on his right foot he quickly brought his leg up for a torso height kick, right to the ribs on his imaginary opponent. His shin slammed into the thick pine tree and a loud crack followed. Junpei fell back to one knee and panted heavily. He had already been out here for three hours, constantly kicking at that tree with both legs. He still had another three hors to go before he would meet his daily requirement.
This would be a lot easier if I did''t have class tomorrow.
Junpei got back to his feet and adjusted his hair, parting it form his eyes he wiped the sweat off his brow and re-tightened his headband. Now that his hair was taken care of he looked down at the attire he wore, nothing much really. He had on a pair of shorts, kick boxing shorts basically that came to just above his knees. He wore no shirt for it was cold out but Junpei needed to biting air to remind himself he was alive. He wore no shoes and no socks, just those shorts and boxers kept him clothed, oh and the familiar red headband from his days at Varron.
Flexing his legs again he once more leaped forward and struck out at the tree, his right leg the attacker now. Another loud crack resounded threw the forest and Junpei fell back again, this time he stayed on his feet though.