Thud! Thud! Thud! A consistent barrage of punches was connecting to a thick tree wrapped with several towels. The knuckles of the genin were red, sore, and peeling. The stinging pain did not stop the shinobi from maintaining his pace. His feet properly behind him as each punched worked on his footwork, technique, and punching power. He could already feel results due to the throbbing in his fists. There were people who doubted his strength due to his size and he was preparing to prove them wrong.

87/75
E-0;E-1

His jaw was tucked and he lightly laid on the balls of his feet. Each punch came from proper footwork to ensure maximum power. There was twisting of the hips to ensure maximum torque and his fist was clenched as tightly as possibly. Koonta soon began to feel the flow of fun striking. He started to bounce up and down on his toes as he threw combos at the tree. Jab, straight. Each punch was focused with technique and power, so that during a real fight, he could perform a proper punch. Koonta fought in a Southpaw stance even though he is right handed. His leading hand meant a strong jab that had obviously been doing some damage to the tree. However, the genin is not a two dimensional fighter.

His body often turned to perform spinning elbows and backfists. His quick speed along with strength and proper technique allowed an increased amount of damage.

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E-1;E-2

A flying knee came from the genin. His knee connected and shook the tree. His strength was improving but it was not enough to finish, it was not perfect. His legs would now see the tree to ensure that his entire body was building strength and conditioning for hitting. He did an assortment of kicks ranging from low kicks, high kicks, body kicks, spinning wheel kicks, front kicks, flying knees, and switch kicks. So many different styles to kick with, he was hoping to find a grappling partner so he could also work on his sweeps, and trips. He was light on his feet as he did a jab, straight, front kick combo.

A smirk appeared on his face as he knew he was causing damage to the tree. It made him feel good but he was far from being done. Sweat would drip from his brow and was prominent on his shirt and hair. His hands were red and sore to touch but the pain was a special kind of soothing pain, similar to loose teeth. Even his shins were throbbing and perhaps, it was done with attacking a tree. However, he thought that maybe he could just work on it a little bit more. A few more combos occurred before he knew he had to stop. He trotted over towards his stuff near another tree, and poured half of his water bottle on him and took a sip for himself.

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E-2;E-3

He ran towards another tree with a branch sticking out parallel to the ground and leaped to grab the branch with his hands. His arms pulled up his jaw just above the branch. Then, he straighten out his arms and did it again and again and again. His arms were trembling quickly but he would do all that he could to continue, even grunting loudly. He screamed as he forced himself to finish as much as he could. When he felt like he was done, he dropped down for a minute rest.

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He flopped onto his stomach and proceeded to do simple push ups, then he turned to more complex push ups with a wide grip, star, and even one handed push ups. His arms felt so fragile and weak but they were stronger than ever. He also did other strengthening workouts, if only he had weights.

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After returning with weights that sat on his forearms, he continued to work on the tree. This was one of his favorite training styles because it was so empowering. His hand wraps were already tearing into pieces, maybe the added weight was causing this. Each punch the tree shook slightly but it served as motivation, it showed that he was improving. He did not want to stop, he knew how far he was from being the shinobi he wanted to be but that only served as inspiration to become that shinobi and training like this was the only way. Each punch and kick came with a pant as the boy was exhausted and working off vapors. He thought this is how it would be to fight in a death match against other shinobi. What it is to give it your all, what it was to continue without stopping for as long as possible. His arms had never brought so much joy.

310/300
E-3;D-0