Kudo stood still, feeling the pressing force of the gravity seal; it had a maximum capacity of 7500N. The gravity seal increased the force of gravity on his body, thereby making him experience intense pressure that either broke or toughened the body. Like a gravity chamber, except the effect is localized around him only.
( A/N: For the sake of easier comprehension, assume gravity is 10 m/s2, so the seal makes him experience about ten times the gravitational acceleration at max capacity. At 0%, it's normal gravity, and above zero, the force of gravity increases, 10% is doubling the effect of gravity.)
Feeling how heavy his limbs felt, he felt deep fascination towards fuinjutsu. The seal was at 1%, his body felt heavier, though not by much he could feel a slight sluggishness. He was currently at training ground 7. "Now it's time to start.""Heup!" He threw a left straight punch, followed by a right hook. 'This is amazing and really exhausting.' Focusing, he moved to the proper sequences of academy taijutsu forms. Kudo rapidly executed a combo of high knees, chambering his leg, and he flowed through with a low jump straight right fist. Stabilizing his base, he started with a series of low kicks, then push kicks, followed by high kicks and question mark kicks. He moved onto hooks, fists, and elbow transitions, rapidly fired combos between the three, and after 30 minutes started mixing in knees and kicks into the attacks.
Two hours quickly went by, and Kudo was heaving, but a crazy grin was plastered on his face. "This will take me to the next level." He was drained, and he only used chakra to supplement his movement and not the force of his blows.
After resting for an hour, "Time for evasive practice," Kudo mumbled, looking at the small forest in the training ground filled with traps and throwing mechanisms. After 3 hand seals, he flickered into the forest. By consistently dodging with the body flicker jutsu, he could increase the amount of distance he could flicker in a single leap and how long he could flicker. Landing on a tree branch, he purposefully rubbed his hand on the tree bark. "Cling." A set of traps was activated, immediately a series of logs came swinging at him, with a slight jump, he landed on one and rapidly spun left, evading by a finger width. Focusing his chakra into his legs, "Bang-bang." A series of kicks sent the logs tumbling around the forest, "Swish-swoosh." Kunai with wires sought to impale him, flickering 3 meters, he brought out his Kunai and charged into them. He redirected attacks, and with the wires constantly changing direction of the Kunai, he had to be constantly on guard. A quiet whistling sound shot at him rapidly, not being nibble as he used to be, he pushed up, "Thwack." Senbon needles hit where he was, and more were coming. Seconds later, "URGH." Hit Kudo clenched his teeth, taking out a handful of shuriken, he threw them at the senbon needles and took out the one stabbing him on his back. The needles were poisonless, or it might be a problem. Not taking a rest, he rushed deeper into the forest, where there were weak branches and deep pits with wooden staves all over the forest, and nails on the tree branches, so his mobility was further limited.30 minutes of running around the forest, he had shallow wounds from shuriken and a couple of stabbing wounds from kunai and senbon needles.
He stood at the center of the forest, with low sunlight rays reflecting on the shallow pond he lay in, and he took a deep breath to appreciate the surreal feeling. Looking at his wounds, "I guess it's time to head to the hospital again." Not wanting to worry his mother, he started going to the hospital to arrive home without wounds lest she nag him.
Two hours later, A completely healed Kudo was heading home; his muscles still had some soreness and fatigue, but the hospital took care of most of it. Kudo, now in his final year, 6th moved with a quiet purpose. To become stronger and a better shinobi. After his sensor training, the dynamics of the relationship between shinobi and civilians changed a bit. Although it was not a frequent experience, some shinobi did abuse their power when dealing with civilians. Sometimes, the Uchiha police force took care of it, but by then it was already too late, scars had been made, and self-respect trampled.
Coming to a stop, he changed his direction and headed up to the Hokage stone faces, with no need to find a path. He began walking up the wall, ' Hmmn, I need more practice with this.' He was being inefficient in using his chakra. It took him half an hour to scale the mountain wall and reach the stone faces. Feeling the rushing wind at the top, he stood on the second Hokage's face, looking at the village below him. him. The bustling streets, stretch of greenery, and shadow moving on rooftops, he took a silent moment to watch it all. "This is the village." He spoke with a hint of surrealism, "My home." His voice almost choked with emotion. For an hour, he stood there watching it in all its glory, the village hidden in the leaves, Konohagakure. 'Mom and dad would be disappointed if I hurt the village, then…I will become strong enough that the village will not stand in my way and give way to my enemies.' His thoughts were chaotic, but then he settled on that realization. Looking at the headstone face of Hashirama Senju, he agreed with that thought. Might didn't necessarily make right, but it went a long way in paving the path of ideals.
"Hooo." Inhaling a rush of air, he free-fell down the cliff, his body rapidly descending as the ground was getting wider by the second. Taking out a kunai, he stabbed into the mountain, "Crkkk!" Kunai scraped against stone as his speed reduced and he resumed running down the mountain, down the mountain wall."Hahaha, this is amazing!" He rushed down and somersaulted as he came to a stop, crashing into the ground with a few rolls. Getting up, he was dishevelled, but a grin was plastered on his face. Patting the dust away, he walked back home as the sun's rays dipped below the mountain ranges, the moon lazily coming into view.