Ryutsuki frowned, "I thought this place was a secret to me and the ninja who adopted me..." he said to himself, "Eh... oh well... nothing lost, nothing gained. So, how are we going to determine this? Live steel or practice weapons?" Ryutsuki walked over to a rock and put his shoulder against it, it moved enough for him to reach under and pull out a box, "Because I have practice weapons here."

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Give me suffering, pain, anguish, sorrow, and death! For I shall make it my driving force, and from beyond the grave I shall paint the sky red...