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xxxx • Name : Noctis Azurian Kuraishi
xxxx • Gender : Male
xxxx • Height : 6'2
xxxx • Weight : 192 lb.
xxxx • Reiatsu Color : Blue
xxxx • Reiatsu level : Immense
xxxx • Appearance : Noctis is a fair skinned man with hazel eyes and black hair in a style that's spiked in the back with a bang over his eyes. His hair isn't midnight black like his brothers though. More like it's faded, with a silvery tint at times. In terms of body, his muscles are defined, yet he's slim all the same. With his style of combat, he finds bulk to be a waste, and wouldn't waste time in trying to fill up his body with unneeded mass when all he has to do is avoid and strike with his sword to put all that hard work to waste. He has a pointed nose and a face some would consider handsome, and one others would consider too young looking for his age and personality. In terms of clothing, he doesn't wear much in the way of defense. He has mainly two main outfits. The first is a black overshirt over a grey or white t-shirt, with dark shorts that go just past his knees and combat boots that cover up his shins somewhat.
His other outfit is slightly more defense-focused. He wears a full coat, short sleeved with gloves that are armor plated at the knuckles. He wears a combat vest over the black shirt underneath his coat, and the remainder of the outfit is the same as his first one.
xxxx • Personality : Noctis is...Complicated lately. Originally he was rather cold, and actually kind of an a*****e to anyone he knew besides his brother. He merely did what he had to do, then slept or drank. After Set started forming his family though, he began to change dramatically. Having two children who run around, cling to his legs and call him uncle fills him a feeling of fulfillment, and the constant love and affection he spots between Yuzuki and his brother leaves him feeling happy, but also...well, rather empty all the same, as if he needs something he desperately needs. He denies these new emotions completely, and often is even more defensive and hurtful than before when pushed too far. As someone who prides himself as being simply a very, very effective weapon and nothing more, these new emotions threaten his way of life. The only ones he tolerates in terms of people who know about these emotions are his family. Anyone on the outside who realizes it is labeled as annoying, and someone he should stay away from.
xxxx • Biography : Noctis...no. That wasn't his name at first. Nicholas was born in a bad time. He doesn't remember the beginning much, when he was snatched up in the middle of the night and away from the rest of his family. It's all hazy for him. His entire childhood was. He was trained to become a soldier since seven, learning how to expertly wield a blade by eleven and mastering it by fourteen. In terms of shooting, he preferred the good old sniper rifle. When he killed with a blade, often times it would be from behind or while he covered their face. He didn't take pleasure in the faces one made when losing their life. He didn't enjoy putting a gun in a targets face and pulling the trigger either.
His targets were primarily either generals or politicians. He worked with a group some of the time, one that he'd been with probably from the start. They'd trained with him since they were children too, and all knew the lives about each other. He remembered their first mission together, when he was a blade in the night. While his team worked out tactics, he was already in the enemy compound and sneaking through from behind, murdering and doing what he was raised to do. He remembered coming back and one of his teammates patting his shoulder, Nicholas blinking at him from behind his mask. "You're a real blade in the darkness type of guy, huh? That was fast. Like you were used to it. One may think you're nocturnal, you know." His crew then quickly decided on a nickname for him, Noctis. He shook his head at it, walking past them. "That's a terrible name. I hate it." It was at this point that Nicholas didn't appreciate killing, but he had to do it. Failing meant another punishment, which meant another scar or another terrible mentally traumatic experience. Whenever you didn't do a high end job properly, they decided to give you a 'clean up' job, such as slitting the throats of the children in villages and slums in the fallout of chemical strikes and nerve gases. Having children come up to him, spewing out words that gave him night terrors..."You...you're the nice guy who's going to take the pain away, right? You'll send me to the place where mommy and daddy went, right? Please...please I don't want to be here anymore...everything hurts. Send me where you sent them...I-" Blood, tears, covered eyes of cold corpses and nights spent washing his hands with tears in his eyes. Those...those were things Nicholas never wanted to experience again.
All the same though, there were times where he would hesitate. He wouldn't just murder any targets underneath the age of eighteen, and even then it was hard. Killing those around the same age of him. His peers and the head of the secret organization he was under all knew that he had the potential to be the ultimate weapon, but he never wanted it. There were nights that he broke down in the room of his female teammate, removing his mask and just confessing everything to her. That he hated what he was doing, that he didn't have the heart, that he just couldn't murder someone and look in their eyes without thinking about them in his nightmares. She was the one he relied on the most, her red hair and green eyes forever imprinted in his memories. Any other of his team would try and help in a different way, help teach him ways to make the killing easier. He didn't want it to get easier, he was terrified of it getting easier. Her though...she'd always comfort him, whispering soft words, soft kisses to his forehead, cheeks and shoulders as he stared off in a hurt haze, regretting all he did. She was his solace, and someone he always went to whenever he felt truly in a slump. It was one night when she told him...that she dreamed of a normal life. He admitted that he did as well. The conversation didn't really go on from there, primarily because she just stopped speaking, as if she was contemplating something, her hands moving through the hair of Nicholas as he passed out with his head in her lap.
It was...It was on the next mission he messed up that everything broke down. It was worse than ever before. He dropped his blade before stabbing his target before she turned around and looked him in his eyes. Her eyes were green, and it reminded him way too much of Ma-...his teammate. He dropped his blade, stared at his hands, then her, and ran out, leaving someone else to drop from behind and slit her throat. It was on that night that he completely...he completely messed up. He was called in by the leaders of the organization, the room almost completely empty. They asked why he dropped his blade. Why he hesitated, why he wasn't able to finish the job for the glory of their group and country. He retaliated that he didn't know, and that it was nothing. He spoke that he'd kill for them, that it was a mistake. Then the lights turned on..
Held down by chains was...her. His teammate, her mask no longer on. They were teasing him. They wanted to make it as hard as possible. They told him to kill her, and he paused...he paused for what felt like forever. His eyes were looking in disbelief, and more pain than one could imagine. It was when he saw the red dot over her heart that he took a step...nodding to let them know. He took a step closer, drawing his blade, he pressed it to her throat. His breathing grew heavy, eyes boring into hers. Her words were rushed. She told him to run, to just leave, to not worry about her and just live the life they wanted for himself. By now his breath was ragged, heart clenching. He put his hand over her eyes, something he did to all targets when in the up close situation. He could feel the tears against his fingers, and his hand continued to clench and ease up on his blade. The breathing continued, the constant rants he got from the higher ups continued to ring around the room. They ordered him, commanded him to finish her, kill her, prove his loyalty. His teeth clenched, the breathing coming out faster, his hand finally clenching its hardest on the blade. "AHHHHHH!" He yelled out, the stress too much, his blade removing away from her throat and instead towards the areas where the higher ups were. His blade soared through the air, jamming through the leaders throat and pinning him to the wall behind him. Suddenly the room was filled with chatter of too many foreign languages for him to understand, and he went to removing the chains. "It'll be okay..okay...we're going to go...so move right when you're free." All he got in response...was a sound similar to choking.
Raising his eyes, they widened at the sight of the thick blade protruding through her chest. Blood that almost matched the color of her long hair dripped out her outfit, down her crest, from her lips...Nicholas found himself on the verge of hyperventilating now. He was surrounded by people at this point, all wearing a uniform identical to his...a couple blades in the crowd he recognized. His own team. "Just how far...have you all been brainwashed?" He asked, the amount of sheer pain coming from his tone being no surprise to anyone in the room. When the fighting started, he was ready. A thought in the back of his head told him to die, that it would be easier, but...he had to leave. He had to leave and fulfill her last wish. His eyes settled on hers once more, and he made sure that his hazel eyes watched as her green ones slowly closed forever. The moment that happened, hell broke loose, like her death was the rallying cry for everyone in the room.
It started off slow at first, with him not having a blade. They thought he wouldn't be a tough fight and only sent one person out for him. That was the biggest mistake. "We don't want to...we don't want to hurt you, Noct! Just...just give in and it'll all be over soon." By this point, he had only let out a soft, saddened laugh. A chuckle. Then in an instant he had his hand over the face of the one he sent out, despite the mask that covered him. He bent his hand back and gripped his arm, lifting up and shoving the mans own blade into his throat. "Shoot! Someone just shoot him now!" They shouted out, but Noctis threw the blade he managed to retrieve into the light above, completely blackening the view of everyone. It would be easier for him. They'd be scrambled in the dark trying to focus him, but he didn't care who he killed.
The crack of bones, sounds of flesh being sliced through and blood spraying out of open wounds and onto the floor. Subtle sounds of metal clashing before screams. Every time a blade dragged across his skin, Noctis got more crazed, more deadly, and in the end he may have even found a sick joy out of hunting down the last few people and ending their lives. In the end, he stood with his blade in the ground, the light pouring into the windows of the dome he was in now, offering all the light he needed to see what he had done. In front of him were five bodies, and his lip quivered, a huge burst of pain shattered him and tears actually left his eyes. His team. They were wearing the marks of his team. He went close to them, and put his hand against the mask of someone with olive skin and bulky muscles. Someone whose build he immediately recognized as J-...the one who called him Noctis. He strained his hand against the mask, not...not sure if he wanted to see what was under it. With another yell, he pulled off the mask and felt more pain rack through him. Another mask....another mask...another mask gone. He took them off all the members of the team, all around the uplifted body of M...the woman who meant so much to him still strapped to the post by chains. He sat on his knees before them, blood staining his hair, and he removed his own mask to show the tears streaming down his cheeks to his dead friends..the ones he was raised with. How many nights had he spent with them? How many times had he come to them in times of need, and helped them in their stress. Now...now they were dead, and it sickened him that some of them died with small smiles, like they expected him to do it. He spent a few more minutes emptying out his emotions, crying before them, on his knees, bloodied arm plates wiping against his eyes, even the bits of skin revealed due to his sleeveless vest sprinkled with the crimson substance. "Th-that name...what was it again?" He asked, remembering how he just...killed them in the dark, running them through with steel, slitting their throats. The dark...he killed them and thrived in the dark. "Noctis...Yeah...Noctis seems fitting now..." His tears were gone, and only blood stained his cheeks now, clenching his teeth before finally setting up a stoic barrier. "It fits a real monster like me..."
He left the compound then, moving city to city in an attempt to escape whatever remnants remained of the organization. At one point, he managed to settle in a spot for seven years, found a wife, had a kid. He made a move to completely put the past behind him, but no matter what...you can't escape your past. It can't be put behind unless you completely eradicate, and he didn't. It was christmas eve when the strike hit. A chemical carpet bomb on the city he stayed in. At first it seemed like nothing, but Noctis knew...he knew that his life had come to an end.
Places started shutting down, people were getting sick to the point of death. The police stopped coming out. First went everyone around him, and Noctis tried to keep his family in their home, but it was too late. "Angie...no, baby, no, you...you can't do this to me." He looked at the spot in his daughters bed where she used to be. Her imprint still left on the bed. Something he forces himself to never forget are the days where...she coughed through the nights, having trouble breathing. His struggles to find any kind of medication, and the night when she finally stopped breathing. Then in the matter of weeks, he held his wife, Trissa in his arms as the sickness took its final tolls on her too. "I love you..Noctis. Tears streamed down his cheeks as he felt so disgusted to be called that again. Why couldn't she just say his real name. Why did he fool these poor, innocent people to fall in love with a monster. "Give me my family back!" He'd call in the middle of the night to nobody, but he didn't know who he meant. His old...team? Or these perfect people he corrupted to death?
A month after that? They found him. There were days where he'd have to barricade the windows from bullets that found their way through his door, and night after night he stared at a gun as he continued to take pills for the pain. One night, he didn't bother with the door. He...He sat at the edge of his table, gritting his teeth, breaking down. The gun was in his hands, an empty glass on the table with way too many empty bottle of pills to count. He couldn't go any longer..."I'm sorry, Trissa...Angie" The guns safety clicked as he released it, pressed the barrel close, hand gripping the marble counter as he heard his door finally get broken down. "I....I'm just not...strong enough." A yell of complete anguish left him, and then his world went to black.
It's pointless to tell about the time he spent as a whole, or how he found his brother again. These things come naturally after death. The real change was in himself. Now he can't stand anyone who uses his real name, only the people he cares deepest about can get away from it. He forces the past of his teammates out of his mind, but constantly keeps the memory of his wife and daughter close, to remind him not to make the same mistakes again. He completely destroys any emotion whenever he can. At least that's how it went. Now he's absolutely scared of the emotions he's begun to feel around his family. He's scared of a repeat in history, and will eventually drift away from these thoughts unless someone finds out and anchors him to this probably better, healthier state of mind.
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xxxx • Reiatsu Shape : Crystal.
xxxx • Likes :
xxxx • The color blue.
xxxx • His niece and nephew. He takes a strange liking to being called uncle as well.
xxxx • Combat, honorable or not.
xxxx • A good opponent.
xxxx • Not that he really pays attention to romance or love or anything, but he likes girls with foreign hair colors. Whites, pinks, blues, reds. It intrigues him and often gives him something to look at. It also helps him remember the girl.
xxxx • The serene, little things in life. Misaru's singing, Akane's excited giggling, the whispers Set and Yuzuki share with each other. It all fills him with a foreign love, though he'd never admit it.
xxxx • Dislikes :
xxxx • He hates people who pry too deeply into his business.
xxxx • Those cold-cut, hard case type people who are worse than him in terms of being anti-social.
xxxx • Losing.
xxxx • Relationships :
xxxx • Yumaki Kuraishi - Younger Brother
xxxx • Yuzuki Kobayashi-Kuraishi - Sister In-Law
xxxx • Misaru & Akane - Niece and Nephew
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xxxx • Rank : Officer.
xxxx • Squad : 04
xxxx • Squad ability : "Soothing Songs"
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xxxx • Zanpakuto Name : Kuraishisu Koa
xxxx • Inner World Appearance : A large dome that's always very dimly lit, sunlight outside just barely going through the windows to illuminate the room. In a bad state of mind, bodies and blood litter the floor. Usually though, it's empty aside from him and his zanpakuto spirit.
xxxx • Spirit Appearance : A fox, with white fur and green eyes. It never really speaks to him, however it's the little things that it does that help him understand what he needs to do. It's relatively small, and always hangs around the center of the room, it also has three tails that are tipped black.
xxxx • Sealed Appearance : He has a cutlass. It is extremely decorative, with a black blade and a pummel made of gold with an onyx gem on the center of it. It's about three feet in terms of the blades length, while the rest is about 6-10 inches.
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xxxx • Release Type : Stand Alone.
xxxx • Release Phrase : "Inhale, Kuraishisu Koa."
xxxx • Appearance :
A one handed flachion with multiple handles for a stronger two handed swing if its needed. There's something that resembles a small engine on the hilt, and this keeps the blades coming, reappearing and reforming after awhile even if the others are broken.
xxxx • Instant Effect : N/A
xxxx • Passive Ability : Noctis creates translucent floating blades of multiple different shapes and sizes. These blades reflect light, making them extremely difficult to see until they are actually in motion, or until something comes in contact with them. When this happens, the light no longer reflects, and the intricate steel can be seen. The weapons he can create are limited to only bladed melee weapons, he cannot create blunt ones or ranged weaponry. They are sleek and made of high grade steel, the only blade being made of soul steel being whichever one he decides to hold in his own hand. When it comes to how far out he can create these weapons, he can only form them fifteen feet around himself, or fifteen feet around whatever weapon he last held in his hands. This leads to many tactical possibilities when combined with his other abilities.
He can only create 50 at the start. Ten blades are restored every six posts, however it never rises past 50.
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xxxx • Displacement - Noctis trasports to any blade that he has on the battlefield, as long as that blade is full and not broken off at all. This happens at the speed of shunpo while taking no physical toll on him. This could be compared to the squad ten ability, however the main difference between these two is the amount, the end, and the range. Noctis can do this with any blade he has remaining on the battlefield, leaving him responsible for telling where all of his weapons are. When he comes out of the teleportation, he carries all of the momentum in his own body rather than expelling it. This causes his own natural speed to be increased dramatically for only two posts after each transport within reason. His movements are sub shunpo for only the first post after exiting the transport, then decrease to twice the basic human speed before losing any speed boost at all. Even if he continues to travel through blades in succession, the speed won't break past sub shunpo. Noctis can only move to any of his blades within 98 feet (30 meters), and then fifteen meters past that blade. If one of the blades is removed in the process of him moving towards it, he'll be thrown out of his transportation forcefully in a way that hurts him concussively.
Whenever he transports to a blade, it stops reflecting light for a moment, becoming completely visible as a bladed weapon before he transports to it.
This ability alone gives him a choice between tactical escapes/combat, or an aggressive close combat ability that allows him to out-do most opponents in terms of striking speed. This ability is more of a passive and does not have a cooldown, however he must wait until his momentum has been all used up before using the same blade twice for a transport.
xxxx • Blade Dance: Inhale - Noctis creates a 'box' around either an opponent or himself. This is made up of multiple large blades, twenty in total, that have the metal bend to make the box around the target. This box completely reflects light until it makes contact with an opposing force, causing it to shimmer and reveal a bit of its metal appearance. It can be broken by techniques that can destroy steel structures, and he can open it at any point to enter or exit it. This box remains up for three posts, and can only trap the opponent if they get caught. The box starts building up from around the opponent. It takes a full post to completely capture the opponent, building up till it closes towards the top, giving the person plenty of time to escape unless they're completely grounded.
An alternative of this ability is using it on himself, which utilizes the twenty blades and breaks them apart, like a sheen around his body that only bends light if he doesn't move. If he moves, it can be seen as an obvious sheen around his body, like a little cloud of metal shards. Passively this does nothing but act as a small, weak defense.
In the mention of reflecting light, it is simply that. It reflects light from the object, giving it a temporary invisibility unless touched or disturbed by movement.
Both of these versions have six post cooldowns. This includes if the box fails.
xxxx • Blade Dance: Exhale - In this, he either does two things depending on if he's using the box or shards. Much like a kurohitsugi, Noctis snaps his fingers, resulting in the metal box collapsing in on itself, forming spikes that attempt to penetrate whatever is inside. These spikes are normal steel as well, and go from the bottom up, attempting to penetrate anything in its destructive path. It can't damage soul steel at all, however can pierce normal iron and steel constructs and armor.
If he snaps with the sheen on himself, the shards form blades for one post, twenty spike style blades forming outwards in whatever direction he chooses, stabbing out at anyone with hard metal with the same power as the spikes that stab within the box style of the technique. They extend seven feet out at best.
These abilities are mere second stages of their first techniques, so a cooldown isn't given.
These abilities destroy the blades used in order to create the spikes, that only appear for one post before blowing away like crystalline dust.
xxxx • Soul Stitching - This ability can only be use whenever Noctis has over thirty blades in his possession. He creates a dark, flat surface in front of him, 30x30ft in width and height. It's made completely out of blade shards, and Noctis can leave it in one location and keep it there or bring it with him, like a small wave of shards before they form the pool again. From this pool he can bring a multitude of spikes out of the broken down blades, or attempt to force people through the pull to be shred by the plethora of razor blades by putting them in a swirling motion. The most this ability can do in terms of power is form the entire pool into a large blade, twenty five foot long, not huge in width but thick overall. This blade only stabs outwards and cannot be swung around at will.
Like his other abilities where he makes the blades transform, they turn into crystalline dust and blow away after the technique is used up.
This pool can be used for five posts before it undergoes an eight post cooldown.
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Hado
1. Shō (衝, Thrust)
2. Panpan (ぱんぱん,Slap)
3. Tanki-sha (短気者, Spitfire)
4. Byakurai (白雷, Pale Lightning)
7. Howaitorikiddo (ホワイトリキッド, White Liquid)
9. Tōketsu (凍結, Frozen)
10. Yakedo (火傷, Burn)
11. Tsuzuri Raiden (綴雷電, Bound Lightning)
15. Mahō no Misairu (魔法のミサイル, Magic Missile)
19.Bakuhatsu-tekina kikku (爆発的なキック, Explosive Kick)
20. Chi no ame (血の雨 , Rain of Blood)
26. Raionshīrudo (ライオンシールド Lion shield)
28. Saidan ( 祭壇, Altar)
29. Moeru obujekuto (バーニングチキン, Burning Chicken)
31. Shakkahō (赤火砲, Red Fire Cannon)
33. Sōkatsui (蒼火墜, Blue Fire, Crash Down)
34. Kongōbaku (金剛爆, Adamantine Blast)
35. Middonaitoraikou (ミッドナイトライトニング, Midnight Lightning)
37. Sandābāningu (サンダーバーニング Burning Thunder)
38. Taiyōkō-sen (太陽光線, Solar Beam)
40. Oni hanmā (鬼ハンマー Demon Hammer)
41. Kaenbin (火炎瓶 Molotov Cocktail)
42. Sutikkī shuryūdan (スティッキー手榴弾 Sticky grenade)
43. Mizu no chikai (水の誓い The Oath of the Water)
44. Kasai no chikai (火災の誓い The Oath of fire)
45. Kusa no chikai (草の誓い The Oath of Grass)
46. Kaze no tanken (風の短剣 Wind dagger)
49. Hi no bakufū (火の爆風 Fire Blast)
50. Ippuku no seiryō-zai (一服の清涼剤 , A Breath of Fresh Air)
51. Nisemono Shunpo (偽物 瞬歩Fake Flash Step)
53. Yukidama no yama (雪玉の山, Mountain of snowballs)
59. Shīdomashingan (シードマシンガン Seed Machine Gun)
63. Raikōhō (雷吼炮, Thunder Roar Sear)
64. Yami Arekuruu (闇荒れ狂う, Raging Darkness)
67. Hedorobakudan (ヘドロばくだん Sludge Bomb)
68. Tsubasa no Kumo (翼の雲 Cloud of Blades)
70. Bakuhatsu Parusu (爆発パルス, Explosive Pulse)
73. Sōren Sōkatsui (双漣蒼火墜, Twin Lotus Blue Fire, Crash Down)
74. Tsurara yari (Icicle Spear)
75. Ryūsei sutoraiki (流星ストライキ Meteor Strike)
80. Chikyū koramu (地球コラム Earth Column)
83. Kūfuku chikyū (空腹地球 Hungry Earth)
86. Seiki no Arashi (世紀の嵐 Storm of the Century)
88. Hiryū Gekizoku Shinten Raihō (飛竜撃賊震天雷炮, Flying Dragon-Striking Heaven-Shaking Thunder Cannon)
89: Burakku·rein (ブラック·レイン Black rain)
92. Sen Honō no Ame (千炎の雨, Thousand Flame Rain)
93. Hyōga Seiran (氷河晴嵐, Glacier Vapor Storm)
97. Idorafurea (イドラフレア Hydra Flare)
2. Panpan (ぱんぱん,Slap)
3. Tanki-sha (短気者, Spitfire)
4. Byakurai (白雷, Pale Lightning)
7. Howaitorikiddo (ホワイトリキッド, White Liquid)
9. Tōketsu (凍結, Frozen)
10. Yakedo (火傷, Burn)
11. Tsuzuri Raiden (綴雷電, Bound Lightning)
15. Mahō no Misairu (魔法のミサイル, Magic Missile)
19.Bakuhatsu-tekina kikku (爆発的なキック, Explosive Kick)
20. Chi no ame (血の雨 , Rain of Blood)
26. Raionshīrudo (ライオンシールド Lion shield)
28. Saidan ( 祭壇, Altar)
29. Moeru obujekuto (バーニングチキン, Burning Chicken)
31. Shakkahō (赤火砲, Red Fire Cannon)
33. Sōkatsui (蒼火墜, Blue Fire, Crash Down)
34. Kongōbaku (金剛爆, Adamantine Blast)
35. Middonaitoraikou (ミッドナイトライトニング, Midnight Lightning)
37. Sandābāningu (サンダーバーニング Burning Thunder)
38. Taiyōkō-sen (太陽光線, Solar Beam)
40. Oni hanmā (鬼ハンマー Demon Hammer)
41. Kaenbin (火炎瓶 Molotov Cocktail)
42. Sutikkī shuryūdan (スティッキー手榴弾 Sticky grenade)
43. Mizu no chikai (水の誓い The Oath of the Water)
44. Kasai no chikai (火災の誓い The Oath of fire)
45. Kusa no chikai (草の誓い The Oath of Grass)
46. Kaze no tanken (風の短剣 Wind dagger)
49. Hi no bakufū (火の爆風 Fire Blast)
50. Ippuku no seiryō-zai (一服の清涼剤 , A Breath of Fresh Air)
51. Nisemono Shunpo (偽物 瞬歩Fake Flash Step)
53. Yukidama no yama (雪玉の山, Mountain of snowballs)
59. Shīdomashingan (シードマシンガン Seed Machine Gun)
63. Raikōhō (雷吼炮, Thunder Roar Sear)
64. Yami Arekuruu (闇荒れ狂う, Raging Darkness)
67. Hedorobakudan (ヘドロばくだん Sludge Bomb)
68. Tsubasa no Kumo (翼の雲 Cloud of Blades)
70. Bakuhatsu Parusu (爆発パルス, Explosive Pulse)
73. Sōren Sōkatsui (双漣蒼火墜, Twin Lotus Blue Fire, Crash Down)
74. Tsurara yari (Icicle Spear)
75. Ryūsei sutoraiki (流星ストライキ Meteor Strike)
80. Chikyū koramu (地球コラム Earth Column)
83. Kūfuku chikyū (空腹地球 Hungry Earth)
86. Seiki no Arashi (世紀の嵐 Storm of the Century)
88. Hiryū Gekizoku Shinten Raihō (飛竜撃賊震天雷炮, Flying Dragon-Striking Heaven-Shaking Thunder Cannon)
89: Burakku·rein (ブラック·レイン Black rain)
92. Sen Honō no Ame (千炎の雨, Thousand Flame Rain)
93. Hyōga Seiran (氷河晴嵐, Glacier Vapor Storm)
97. Idorafurea (イドラフレア Hydra Flare)
Bakudo:
1. Sai (塞, Block)
2. Kaze no myaku (風の脈, Pulse of Wind)
5. Hikari Parusu (光パルス, Light Pulse)
6. Hikarinorokku (光のロック, Light Lock)
7. Seki (斥, Repulsion)
8. Geki (撃, Strike)
10. Hando Rokku (ハンドロック, Hand Lock)
11. Bōra (ボーラ, Bolas)
12. Kami no te ( 神の手, Divine hand)
13. Sonikku Shindō (ソニック振動, Sonic Vibration)
14. Shingōenkan (信号炎管 Signal flare)
17. Kinzoku Ito (金属糸, Metal Thread)
20. Fukkushotto (フックショット, Hook Shot)
21. Bikan (美観, Beautiful Sight)
23. Dokueki-yō Konomi (毒液用好み, Venom Taste)
25.Tate Basshu (盾バッシュ, Shield Bash)
26. Kyokkō (曲光, Bent Light)
28. Fantomu (ファントム, Phantom)
30. Shitotsu Sansen (嘴突三閃, Beak-Thrust Tri-Flash)
31. Teisatsu (偵察. Spy)
32. Wana-ban (罠板, Trap Plate)
34. Shōmei (照明, Illumination)
35. Burokku (ブロック, Block)
38. Suchīrubaria (スチールバリア, Steel Barrier)
39. Enkōsen (円閘扇, Round Lock Fan)
43. Buki wando (武器ワンド Weapon Wand)
44. Yoku Hibiku Oto (よく響く音, Booming Voice)
45. Sherushīrudo (シェルシールド, Shell Shield)
47. Kihō (気泡, Air Bubble
48. Kenshutsu-ki (検出器, Detector)
49. Kurosu Kama (クロス鎌, Cross Scythe)
52. Gomubaburu (ゴムバブル, Rubble Bubble)
53. Sonikkuranburu (ソニックランブル, Sonic Rumble)
58. Kakushitsuijaku (摑趾追雀, Trace-Catching Pursuit Sparrows)
60. Noren Mekuri (暖簾捲り, "Curtain Stripping")
61. Rikujōkōrō (六杖光牢, Six-Staff Light Prison)
62. Hyapporankan (百歩欄干, Hundred-Step Rail Parch)
63. Sajō Sabaku (鎖条鎖縛, Chainlink Chain Bond(s))
65. Shōgekiha (衝撃波 Shock wave)
67. Shibireyubi (しびれ指, "Numbing Finger")
70. Hakufuku (白伏, White Crawl)
71. Enerugīsetto (エネルギーセット, Energy Set)
72. Basho Tensō (場所転送, Location Transfer)
73. Tozanshō (倒山晶, Inverse Mountain Crystal)
77. Tenteikūra (天挺空羅, Heavenly Void Net)
81. Dankū (断空, Severing Void)
83. Shadow Dance (シャドーダンス Shadōdansu)
87. Fū Yubiwa (封 指輪 Sealing Rings)
97. Gēto (門, Gate)
