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Ryuho sat on the circular picnic cloth on the vast, training ground, enjoying himself after he had a light snack to amp his energy to the max as he waited for the two ninja he invited to come by. In his bloodlusted fury, he has to compare his own skills with some of the village's Jounin and simultaneously get his ninja to become more competent and skillful by pushing their capabilities. Now in a time where Konohagakure's security is threatened, Ryuho and his men have to cultivate their minds together to become a more powerful force. The Hokage left his straw hat at home, and instead had on his pink rag of a kimono, white shitagi, and black kosode and hakama. His twin Takashi was attached to his belt line by a blue slash, and can be drawn in the blink of an eye, like that of an Iaido master. He had his hand on the hilt of his sword, remembering his training, remembering his past. Everything that carried on in his heart was in the blade, and through his blade, he'll strike his enemies. Ryuho placed a palm over his mouth as he let out a short yawn, before feeling the wind of the earth patting him on the neck, and then blowing on his face. He chose an open field of combat, with only trees in the distance serving only to obscure the fight from public eyes, and some wooden dummies on the battlefield for whatever reason. Ryuho could feel his heart beating as he held a hand over the hilt of a Takashi sword, synchronizing the two essences as per the Shinshikata ritual, and prepping it for a jutsu he has in mind. He had made the first move now, and the pre-emptive strike is the one that ends in all in one blow. He remembered a master teaching him the "no after" approach. One stroke. One strike that ends it all. There is no after. If there is an after, then one is already dead. The Hokage does not intend to deal severe damage, but he does intend to outlast his opponents, fend them off until they're outlasted, or force them to capitulate. If he himself were to be threatened, then he would throw in the towel and work to better himself. The ninja swordsman already knew a little about his friendly adversaries. He was fighting a Hyuuga and Uchiha - no doubt a deadly duo with their lethal doujutsu and natural talent. The oldest clans in the world would be represented in the form of his own soldiers, and they would utilize ancient powers to bring him down. But Ryuho was also from a clan of the old that has crossed oceans of time and survived against ninjutsu. And he too possesses an arcane technique that no one outside of his family knows about. Generic things like snippets of background, elements, reputation, and known skills among the village have already been viewed by him in preparation for this little spar. Ryuho controlled his breathing, taking back authority over his lungs and bronchioles. He recognized the difficulty this battle would present for him, but he does intend this to last as long as possible, so that he may adapt himself to more dangerous situations should it present itself. Ryuho slightly unsheathed his sword by a mere centimeter, knowing that they have already arrived....