Junichiro Senju vs Nomura | Jugo vs Senju.

Senju, Junichiro stares down his opponent, nervous from his last fight with Nivek. If he had only fought with Shurikenjutsu, how would the other Genin be like? But he wanted a trump card himself, a essence of surprise. So, he left his sword out of this combat as well.

With Nomura's approval, he vanished from plain sight. He started off with a burst of speed. It was a notable technique, but if Nomura wasn't fast enough, the opener would do some crazy damage.

Suddenly, a jab aimed towards his torso. It was Junichiro's small first, a midget's fist of terror. The child grinned, speaking for only a moment. "Let's have a good match!" The battle started.

[17 Attack Speed, 27 Tai Damage]

Senju, Junichiro naturally guards against the Quick Jab, wincing for a bit. [1 DMG], it was worrying that Nomura had a hidden power that Abram only knew about. But it also made him angry, why would he hold back against him? Was it because of age? Or his lack of prowess? Though Junichiro never understood that Nomura couldn't control this, so he shouted in response.

"Hey! You think holding back against me is doing any favors! Let loose! Fight me with everything you have!" He sent a series of kicks, it was the technique that the opposing had done earlier. The Leaf Whirlwind. No one would make fun of his skill and get away with it, so he shown his potency in his combative skill.

"Let's get serious this time!"

[17 AS]

Senju, Junichiro || Suddenly, the child gasped. He was slammed into a boulder, feeling pain that he had never felt before. Nomura was so strong, and Junichiro's power didn't compare to it, at all. He was distraught from this power-up of sorts, how could he compete? He stared at his scabbard, there was only one thing to do. Junichiro unsheathes his blade, showing it in its pristine glory. His head started to ring, he had forgotten that his small frame was slammed into a boulder shortly before.

[8 DMG] Junichiro fell on his knees, he was at his breaking point. But he realized, that he could still move. It wasn't the end, all he had to do was store all of his abilities into one move --- a silent move.

He used Flash Step, then planned to slash at his opponent. It was a desperate move, but Junichiro didn't think what else to do. He was inexperienced, worried, and scared. But he didn't want to give up anymore...

Senju, Junichiro || This was not the way to win. Junichiro finally understood what Abram was saying. Firstly, he needed to change his mindset. He gazed at Nomura, and then at his katana. He shook his head slightly, depositing his sword inside of its sheathe. He ambled towards his enemy, realizing that his own heart thumps with horror. But his agitated face returns to a solemn look, returning to a robust appearance. No longer would his emotions cloud his emotions, his mindset slowly changed.

He enters a stance of Karate, becoming very adept at it throughout his bouts. As a Shinobi, he wouldn't cower in fear. The only thing to do was to persevere and that's exactly what he was going to do. His neutral countenance allowed him to keep his cool, feel like this was a norm.

He sinks into a pool of stillness in his mind. As if he was a blind swordsman leaving a trail of blood in his wake. His fists are raised up as if his soul becomes a specter for his body to be contorted with. A look was given to Nomura, a look of preparedness, the embodiment of tranquility.

"I finally get it now, Sensei. The method of winning is to feel like a winner. To never let your opponent get to you." He points at Nomura, feeling enlightened with this knowledge that Abram bestowed on him. "No matter how strong you get, I'll make sure to match it," He felt stronger, he was more wiser, and more confident.

As it's climax reaches, a smile plasters on his face. Genuine and pure, Junichiro's frame moved to simply dance with Abram's. A fistful of wrath, contrasted to a shadow's mimic. In this state, Junichiro felt unmatched, he was still human but it felt like the pinnacle of it somehow.

All of these past words seemed useless to him, but it did something. With each passing second, he seemed to get stronger, faster, and smarter. This was no longer the scared, little ten-year-old. He was facing an average person who admired hard work, his name was Junichiro Senju.

The soles of his feet moved, the battle started again. It was a chain attack, a Quick Jab and the Liver Punch. It was a easy combo, but useful. Especially in this state, Nomura seemed slower than usual. He couldn't control himself, but it didn't matter. This was simply an advantage to him. Again, being worried of Nomura's pain would just force them to stay at the same plateau.

Not this time, he couldn't stand being weaker than the rest. So, he continued with his attack. His speed seemed as if it was slowly increasing, difficult to sight but it was happening. Was Taijutsu truly this strong? Well --- they'll have to see.

Unbeknownst to Juni, his chakra slowly built up in his body. It was preparing for something but what? Albeit, he didn't take time to notice that. Maybe Abram's word had triggered something within him? Still, no one seemed to notice unless they had a expertise in the area.

The transformation of his mind was completed. So what was next? Focusing the Chakra towards the brain, was it? Today, Junichiro would push his limit --- to become stronger, a mighty Senju. And most importantly ... The fucking King of The Hill!

Senju, Junichiro || "It feels good being cocky." The arm-chain reaches towards him, it was fun in a way. [13 DMG], it was the hardest blow he took this battle. But instead of his initial reaction, he smiled. He crawled his way out of the crater, his body already drawing blood. The smile was almost insane in a way --- Junichiro felt more alive.

His fists were up once again, "Let's start again, Nomura!" Abram's words allowed him to become fueled with determination. No matter how he bled, his legs stood tall or well, short. As aforementioned, his chakra flow directed to another section of his body: the Brain.

His body tensed and cracked, more vitality encompassed his form. An abnormal movement happened in his body, his eyes dilated. Everything started to change in the youngest Shinobi in Konoha. He felt like a whole different person, compared to Nivek in a way. But he was only interested in winning this battle...

Afterwards, his face turns solemn once again. It was weird, too weird. He saw the monster that Nomura turned into, even matching his energy in a way. Then, he came at his enemy again. In extreme details, the battle went down like so;

Junichiro ran, executing another Flash Step. A increment of swiftness went into his frame, leaving a breeze in his path. He repeated another move, who cared about uniqueness? It was a gruesome fight, why did they care about doing new tricks or not?

"I feel great! PRETTY FINE, IF I DO SAY SO MYSELF! How about you, Nomura?" This comment was to draw more strength from Nomura, who already was in a rejuvenated stance. His wrath fueled him, so Junichiro plotted to follow through with Abram's plan.

With this leap of speed, he initiated a Leaf Whirlwind. He appeared in front of Nomura, lifting up his leg to send a high kick towards the chin. Elapsing with a low kick. But this time, it was towards the knees instead of a slip. This battle  looked like a street fight, brutal and bloody.

Streams of Chakra went into Junichiro's points, ready to erupt. His body started to warm up, he looked straight at his adversary. He rolled his neck around, his dilated pupils leering right into the Jugo's soul. He conjured a power deep inside, it was just getting ready to manifest.

"It's the final stretch for me. After hearing all those words, Sensei Abram inspired me. Obviously, his experiment was a success." He undid his ponytail, letting down his long-hair. A event was taking place, the evolution of Junichiro Senju.

--- His growth became apparent now, everyone could see that Junichiro's persona had changed throughout this fight. Maybe his easy-going way of life was just to allow him to become flamboyant in battle. "Nomura, I think if you push yourself too. You'll be close to completion as well, just follow my lead!"

Senju, Junichiro || His scabbard rattles, it was the end of all of this. Junichiro noticed Nomura attacking a bystander, no longer could he act like a jester. Sachi was threatened and being confronted by the drunken Jugo. His chakra imploded, releasing its votalite nature in his frame.

"That's enough, Nomura!" His teeth started to grind, his emotions collapsed. As a result, lifeforce filled his body. With assistance of Kizuro, he went on to center Nomura's attention on him instead of his Senju cousin.

As anger took over his core, he finally noticed Ashikaga and Kizuro distracting their battle. His veins popped, who were these assholes? Who distracted his battle with Nomura? "GET THE DAMN WAY, I DON'T NEED YOU STOPPING OUR BATTLE!" He continues with this, bothered by their "help", "Who the hell told you to step in?! The only way who can disturb us is Abram Till, not you morons!"

He stepped straight into battle, growing tiresome of this lack of tact. But instead of attacking those two, he intended to focus on his opponent. Since he was behind the Jugo, he utilized a attack named Leaf Gale. He executes a spinning low kick, attempting to knock the angered one off-balance. [AS 17]

Despite all of the insults he threw, all he wanted was to prove himself. And as a ten-year-old would, he was furious at this disregard of a battle. Ashikiga, especially. But it could wait after the battle, if Nomura was stopped, he would continue his conflict with him.

His stamina was draining. But this display made him more fired up than before. Kizuro and Kiyako obviously didn't know what this battle was about. So, Juinchiro's transformation was halted for now.