Kioske enters his dojo, heading into the backroom to prepare for training, wrapping his hands with a thin material to take some of the impact out of hitting harder materials.
He starts to stretch , sitting on the ground and reaching for each foot, then stretching his body over a bit. After a bit of stretching he stands.
He goes to his special wood post, that is super reinforced and lined with a thick rubber coating. Kioske lets all of the air from his chest and takes a deep breath.
"inazuma hissatsuwaza justu "
His hands crackle to a yellow light. He brings his arm back to start the array of punches and pushes foward, his hand reacting faster then his mind his arms smashing against the pole with astonishing power.
