With a single slash, the man cut down all enemies before him, the dark metal of his blade whizzing through the air, so fast, that only the men with the greatest reflexes could see it in its flight. With a quick motion, the man resheathed the blade, a confident look on his face. Stepping forward, he'd do the motion again, sweeping the blade out to attack the enemy before him.
Sword drawn.
This technique was amazing, and he was its master. He had trained it a thousand times, and now, he could take on even the greatest of foes with it.
***
Kozan read this passage, and put the book down.
"Bullshit." He muttered, as he stretched and yawned. The only thing to do now was to actually find out what this technique was. Once that happened, he could evaluate it and perhaps find out if mastering it really could happen. A slash, one quick motion with a sword... maybe he'd find something in the jutsu archives. Yes, that was where he should look first. The jutsu archives in the library was a rather large affair of several rows of books. These shelves contained the information that Kozan needed to become more powerful.
But... fucking librarians. Stupid ass librarians and their obsession with books. They had not just one, or two, but three whole shelves of books. Books upon books about jutsu. There were three shelves of books about jutsu, and Kozan had to go through them all. Well, in any case, time to get started. He stood up, looking at the three shelves of books about jutsu that he was about to go through. Somewhere in his gut, he had a feeling of dread, a feeling that these shelves contained something that he didn't want, that these jutsu books would give him the vile gift of exhaustion. Being tired wasn't a good thing, he knew very well. The times that he stayed up all night to study for a test left him worn out after the exam on the following day. However, the studying was worth it, he thought. It was totally worth it. He had aced that test, it being his first one in the academy, and had gained the awe and respect of all the students around him, save for those who were mega scrubs, and were jealous as all hell of him and his talent for studying.
[WC 400, thread's not finished yet, but
2 stats
400/2000 to Battojutsu: Quickdraw]