The rather tiny child would stand in place, her katana in hand yet no stance had been taken. It would seem though, the "immortal" would prefer to let others do the work, while the other young man had refrained from actually doing anything, he had yet to actually utter a word. Her command had been one to attack, all of them together. Yet it would seem that only the elder had done so. At least one of them could take commands right? Yet even then the young, small female would simply watch the males movements, her eyes directed to the man and not the movement of his sword, nor the movement of his katana but directly at the elderly gentlemen himself. Her free hand would move outwards, as the man began to make his strike, the sword slashing across the air. As a swordsmen herself, one was never to careful about the use of air blades, experienced swordsmen could make these blades without giving any evidence that they had done so.

Yet it seemed instead of an air blade assault, it was an assault with the sheathe, of course eithe way Hitomi would have detected the assault. With the use of haki in which she had employed, having a plan of an attack is a bad thing. The somewhat "precognitive" ability in which this unique power bestowed her allowed her to see the attack in its motion, Her body tightened, there was no need for her to move. With the use of Tekkai being employed, the sheathe would strike against her body, yet wouldfail to penetrate her defences. Now even with her visual haki activated, the trick with the sunlight was a good one, anticipating the suns light was not one of its tricks. So as the sun struck her eyes,they closed. White dots flowing in to the darkness. Alas, losing ones eyes was no hassle when employing haki. As long as she kept her head. Now to fully see, she would shift her ability. With her vision gone, aura's filled her mind. The old man was continuing his move, what would the others be doing. Regardless she could see it all. "Nice, using the sheathe before blinding me with the sun. Your impressive Hanbei" she said as she turned her head to follow the mans movements.

Her feet would stamp upon the ground, she would vanishing with the use of Soru, a rokushiki technique. Yet her movement would take her to cut of Hanbei, her eyes still closed. Her blade came forth to clash with his own, yet its appearance had changed, now a solid black colour along with the entirety of Hiromi's own body. "Blinding an opponent is a good strategy, but against a user of Haki, it's useless. It's known as Kenbunshoku, the most common form of Haki. you must clear your mind of everything, it sounds silly, but ya gotta relax and let your mind reach out. Think of your mind as a rope, that attatches to the aura of those around you. If your able to use Kenbunshoku then you can see your foes aura, or even predict their attacks" the young female would say.

Once again her feet moved upon the ground, pressure relieving from the two blades. She would appear in the center of the group, "The next form is this" she uttered, moving her hands along her body the black armour covering her entity. "Is Busoshoku Haki. An armour of tremendous power, it takes vast strength to break it. It can enhance your attacks, but more importantly. This ability allows you to strike blows upon those whom have consumed logia fruits. makes em a little less frightning when you can just bop em on the head, don't ya agree legs?" she said yet she would not look to him. Her eyes had recovered, yet she still did not open them.

"Busoshoku draws from yourself, if your weak, then tough doggy doo, your not gonna be able to pull it off, it comes from your Life Force......so um gramps maybe be careful if ya manage to use it k? don't want an old geezer offing himself" she would say with a giggle. "but serious guys, activating these haki's, not erryone can do it, its something you feel, it just happens when the time is right, you just have to know your own mind, your own spirit, and if your in tune, then ya got this....or be born a kuja, you know they got reaaaly good natural haki skills" she would say to herself more than anything. "Sooooooooooooooooooo" she would say dragging the oooo out. Then she ducked yet as she ducked she rotated. Her blade spun with her, the sharp edge seemingly cutting the air itself. Yet at the same time as the duck her leg had swung outwards and it to released a stream. duel perfect circles with the ability to slice through most materials would be flying forth. Yet her movements would have looked more like a shimmer to those whom could not follow her speed [ima just say she has mad speed for the purpose of ken]. One would need to predict her attack if they were to avoid it or activating Buso to allow the attack to essentially negate the cutting ability of her air blade rankyaku/soru technique.

Kaiser noticed the old man and the small female that approached the two. He took a moment to take in the two's appearances. They were all here for training purposes. Of course Kaiser could only assume one of these two would be teaching the lesson that is Haki. For most they would need to be taught such a thing while others were naturally attune to the technique. This was not the case for Kaiser. He had heard of the ability to deal with devil fruit users. It was something Kaiser could only dream of due to the mystical abilities of said fruits. He always dabbled in the idea of eating one but he was not too sure about losing his ability to swim. That was something to really think about. The old man spoke up and gave a name. 'Hanbei Chinjao,' Kaiser would only smile and nod calmly. His eyes slanted and only open at the time of danger was afoot. He was very aware of his surroundings, it was just a look he always had on his face. It would always appear his eyes were closed. Kaiser gave a small chuckle at the old man's joke. “You need not to worry about such a thing old timer.” He watched the old man crouch down and seemed to tucker himself out quite quickly. However, Kaiser knew better than to underestimate someone, especially someone who was this old. He had some wisdom in that head without a shadow of a doubt. Or he was just a old fart who just never really cared to progress in the marines. Looking down at the shorter female she seemed to know quite a bit about the other two. Of course not was known about Kaiser for good reason. Not to many folks knew of the long legged marine. Farren gave a name but turned to the female. Kaiser could only guess that their opponent would be her.

The old man seemed to be the first one to make a move on the instructor. He did not say anything only just straighten his tie and walk to the right of the old man. Considering the old man was in the middle of Farren and himself. He would be walking to the left of the small female, only a few steps to get his distance from the old man. At the same time he would taking in the situation. See with his long legs he had to be careful of those with bladed weapons. For good reason of course. His whole style of fighting would be useless in this case. At the point of him taking a 3rd step the old man attacked. Using Soru she stepped in to meet his attack. Kaiser only moved a meter away from the old man as he made his attack. Of course the female spoke to try and get some form of rise out of him. However, he kept a good eye on her even though it looked as if he never opened his eyes. At the moment of ducking he would only need to jump. Not a full leap but a jump executed with only the tips of his toes. Do to his training this was more than sufficient enough to give him life over the short girl with extreme speed. which he leaped about 15 meters into the air, safely avoiding any form of ground based attack she would give out. At the moment. He would reach his 15 meters, and take a leg and swing downward at the girl.

This would send a blade of his own directly down on her. One that could split wood itself. Of course he was much stronger than this but he held back even more so. He did not want to accidentally kill a fellow officer or hit his teammates in this. The blade itself was even smaller because of the quick motion. Only being roughly 3 meters in length and a meter in width. When it is almost 3 times the size and strength normally. However it would keep its normal speed and travel at an increasing speed.

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In almost no time at all, the elderly man known as Hanbei had already gone on the offensive. This turn of events was something that surprised Farren, given he'd expected that the younger gentlemen would have been the first to make a move. As the old man and the young girl began their squabble he was able to see exactly how these two maneuvered when faced with combat. They were both very skilled. It was very obvious that Hanbei's frail physique and appearance was something that completely belied his true nature.

The young girl known as Hiromi was also someone that hadn't deserved Farren's underestimation. She appeared to be able to keep up completely with Hanbei's attacks, even going so far as to explain her own actions as well as her own basic explanations on how to invoke haki. Though her explanations were elementary, they were sufficient enough to allow Farren to gain an adequate understanding of haki, it's use, as well as how to bring it to the forefront. He found himself impressed in the ways in which the young girl made use of her haki, allowing her to not only gain a "sixth sense" that allowed her to evade attacks without visually perceiving them. How it worked was a mystery to Farren, however, the way that the young girl described the technique made it sound as though it was something that let you see past the physical as she began to describe "auras". Farren wasn't exactly sure what all of this meant, but the fact that she'd been able to evade attacks that most would have considered impossible in any other circumstance meant that this form of haki was highly valuable.

She also made use of a form of haki that allowed her to gain what appeared to be a black "second skin" that was explained to give the user enhanced strength and durability - something that could also be attributed to any items the user which to invoke this haki upon. It was also stated that this form of haki was useful when it came to physically striking users of logia devil fruits. Farren made sure to keep this information at the forefront of his mind - the fact that he'd just recently consumed a logia-class devil fruit heavily weighing in on this decision. However, the most prudent thing on Farren's mind was bringing forth his own haki.

Farren began to look at his outstretched hand, watching as he opened and closed it while he attempted to draw forth his own energy. Being that he was no stranger to the concept of life force as a result of his experience with Life Return, the concept that haki was merely another facet of this energy didn't sound strange in the least to him. With these explanations, it sounded completely feasible that this was simply a portion of his power that he simply hadn't tapped into yet. If this was the only thing holding him back, then tapping into said power shouldn't be difficult at all. With his mind entirely dedicated to the goal of bring forth this haki, Farren found himself completely immersed in his own actions - his hand opening and closing a numerous amount of times as he attempted to simply bring forth the black coating that he'd just watched Hiromi make use of.

The motion that Farren took of continually opening and closing his right hand was more than likely simply an arbitrary action, something that simply made Farren feel as if the requirement behind invoking haki involved some sort of physical action to precede it. Despite this, Farren continued on with this worthless action as he attempted to draw out his latent abilities. There was a method behind this madness, and Farren hoped that by giving himself something physical to focus on he'd fair far better than attempting to make sense of any sort of meta-physical mumbo-jumbo while standing there in silence. This method of training was something that also allowed Farren to become as adept as he was in the art of Life Return. In order to bring these concepts out into the physical realm, one needed to have a physical medium in which they could focus their attention on.

The longer that Farren found himself immersed with completing what he had tasked himself to accomplish, the less and less attention he began to pay to his surroundings - something that could end up being very deadly when there's a scuffle occurring at a distance of about ten meters away from you. Just as fate would have it, it did indeed appear that taking his focus away from the fight that was occuring in front of him had been a bad move. Hiromi had let loose an attack that emanated outwards from herself in all directions, meaning that all three of the Marines that had come here for training were the intended targets. The young lad with the green hair managed to evade the attack with a strong leap into the air.

Sadly, with Farren's attention completely drawn into what he was doing he hadn't been able to sense the attack with conventional means - however, there was something that managed to rouse Farren away from what he was doing, causing him to look up and towards the attack. The source of the feeling itself was something he couldn't explain, though he could completely break down what it was that he physically felt as a result of it. It was as if someone had turned down the temperature of his body, causing his hair to stand on end as he felt the chill permeate the entirety of his being.

In the same instance that his body had forced him to look up in the direction of the attack that was quickly approaching, Farren instinctively reached forward with his right hand that he'd previously been flexing. In the brief moment between the time in which the rankyaku would impact Farren's hand, the old man couldn't help but notice the "black coating" that now enveloped his hand and upwards to his forearm.

A loud boom echoed throughout the area as Hiromi's attack made impact against Farren's Busoshoku clad limb. The sound of the impact was reminiscent of something hard slapping against a sheet of corrugated metal. The durability that this coating held was extremely impressive, and Farren found himself so amazed at his own genius and what he'd been able to accomplish that his attention to the strength of his haki had begun to wane as he continued to hold off Hiromi's attack. It took until he could feel the blade of air cutting into the palm of his hand before he ended up gripping the blade and directing it upwards into the sky.

Farren's left hand began to drip his right wrist as he attempted to quell the shaking in his right arm. Even though blood gushed from his wound at a heavy rate, the only thing he could currently keep his focus on was the Busoshoku haki he'd just invoked. His main priority at the moment was attempting to remember every little feeling or emotion he had before and during the invocation of this power, however, pain that he was currently feeling as a result of his wound made it increasingly more difficult than it should have been to accomplish this task. After a deep breath, Farren made use of two abilities he had access to that fell under the Life Return umbrella; one to give him an indifference to the pain he was feeling and another to begin healing his nearly severed palm all while his gaze set itself back onto the three others in the area that were still training.

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