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| - After a few seconds of silence, he addressed his prestigious sensei whilst staring at the horizon, "Yeah.... I'm sure." he spoke in a soft monotone voice, his eyes glimmering with the reflection of the sunlight. He contemplated on the note he had in his left pocket, and began to clench his right fist. "What about you. Do you have qualms about killing your old friend? Or do you want to bring him back and forgive him for his actions. When I come face-to-face with him, should I plea for him to change? Or kill him without remorse?" the young man asked, his visage taking on a serious demeanour. His fist clenched tighter as rage began to slightly appear in his vase.
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| - After a few seconds of silence, he addressed his prestigious sensei whilst staring at the horizon, "Yeah.... I'm sure." he spoke in a soft monotone voice, his eyes glimmering with the reflection of the sunlight. He contemplated on the note he had in his left pocket, and began to clench his right fist. "What about you. Do you have qualms about killing your old friend? Or do you want to bring him back and forgive him for his actions. When I come face-to-face with him, should I plea for him to change? Or kill him without remorse?" the young man asked, his visage taking on a serious demeanour. His fist clenched tighter as rage began to slightly appear in his vase. Juro understood his student's rage. That rage was bottled up in Juro too, always boiling, waiting to strike. But this was his job, Gekihen. "Gekihen has strayed far away from most reason, that is true. I will always have qualms...he is like a brother to me, just like you are, but I decided on the day he left that if he had to be killed, he would be. Do not waste time pleading with that man, for he is far from listening to reason...but engaging in battle with someone as powerful as he will not end without cost, if you are able to survive." Juro's face darkened considerably. "If he threatens your life in any way, don't plead with him. Do whatever you must to survive. But before you leave, you need to know as much as you can about Gekihen as you can." Juro's face lightened up again, albeit only slightly. "You've grown into a very strong ninja Senkai, mentally and physically, and I'm proud to have been your tutor. Before you go, let's have one last sparring session. Treat it as a warm up session." The Uchiha suggested. Senkai's enrage visage turned into a smug grin the instant those words parted from Juro's lips. "Ofcourse. And where shall I trounce you, Sensei? Obviously not here. How about..." in an instant he disappeared with the wind, appearing at an area slightly far—approximately 15 metres away—from the gates of Konoha. He turned his attention to his sensei in the gate. Taking a stance, he awaited his arrival. Juro's speed was incredible, and he knew that his intelligence possibly outweight his. For him to stand a chance, he would have to dig deep within himself, go beyond his limits, for he knew Juro's skill more than any average shinobi due to experiencing it first-hand in his younger years. Juro matched Gekihen in prowess and surpassed him in intelligence, and in the ninja world, he was a force to be reckoned with. Juro formed the Seal of Confrontation, customary to ninja before they started battle. Instantly he disappeared, emerging a few metres in front of Senkai. "Trouncing, will have to wait, my student." Juro jested as his hands moved. "Fire Release: Phoenix Sage Fire Technique!" He shouted as he released several fiery projectiles towards his student, controlling them with his chakra as he spread them wide to reduce his student's angles of movement. At the same time, his Sharingan activated.
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