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Unweathered Cliff face style, Qi-enhanced unarmed style [Earth]
Unweathered ancestor
It is said that the unweathered cliff style was born when the Great and Honourable ancestor bore witness to the grand Royal cliffs of the Northeastern seas, So named for their natural Colouring barring similarities to an emperor's Purple robes and the sheer scale.
Stretching miles upon miles, These cliff faces presented an Unbroken, Unmared and unbeaten face, Purple and as vibrant as the clothing of an emperor despite the incredibly beating that the Barren sea, Named for its temper that made it an impossibility for fishermen to ply their trade due to its incredibly wrathful nature.
The temperamental Sea would strike the cliff faces with Towering waves to which the ancestor was but an ant, It would whip the Royal cliffs with Mist and water droplets as strong as arrows and Slam the floating remains of its victims both natural and manmade into it like the impact of a Hundred Fists. Waves would Shoot over the towering cliffs, Eclipsing the sun as it crashed upon the Cliffs and the land behind them, Rendering it a plain of little more than rock and gravel that could turn to suck mud in the blink of an eye from the wrath of the sea.
Despite this The cliff faces were unbowed. Not a mark could be seen upon their Royal Face, Not a dent or even an Imperfection, Years hardening the rocks until even the Wrath of the Barren sea was unable to even mark them.
The Unweathered ancestor was awed. For 300 days and 300 nights Meditated, Moving closer to the edge of the cliff and Exposing himself more and more to the wrath of the sea with every Truth of the universe he came to understand and te more he shaped the energy within his body to mimic the Royal cliffs. Every Breakthrough He shifted closer, Even as his meditating body was struck by diminished blows from the sea, Already broken by the cliff faces yet still more than enough to crack Iron.
It is said that for the final 77 days of his meditation, He sat at the edge, Taking the blows of the barren sea just as the Royal Cliff had for centuries.
Finally, he kneeled, Thanking the great cliffs for their teachings as though a commoner before to the emperor himself and traveled to the sole city.
The city sat close to the wonderous Royal cliffs, or at least as close as humans could bring themselves to, Along a river that led from the Northern mountain down to the Barren sea. The river was large, Concentrating all of the runoff from the Northern mountains and almost as temperamental as the Sea that it fed into. Even with its temperamental nature, it served as the best source of water as the tundra that the city sat on was filled with the Sea to its east and the mountain to its north.
The temperamental river would flood commonly and have torn apart any attempt to damn or divert its flow. as such the Fisherman of the capital had to sate themselves with the fish that would be left stranded by the flooding river.
The deep muck of the river's flood plains served as the perfect medium for the rice that the city fed on, Provided the river didn't tear the crop away.
It was a hard and temperamental mistress, But the river was the best source of food and water for the city and so the city was constructed there, weathering the harsh blows of the temperamental capital River.
At the time before the arrival of bei bu or even the ancestor, The city was ruled by a tyrant, A cruel king who would execute his citizens if they didn't move out of his way fast enough.
The grand ancestor Traveled to this city, Sat upon the main Throughway of the city, Directly in the middle. And began to meditate.
Immediately, many disgruntled workers and farmers attempted to dislodge him But found their attempts met with Flesh as though stone. Sticks broke, Insults Ignored as though flies.
Soon, The city found t easier to move around him, and the Strange meditating Monk was left to himself as the city learned to ignore its new prop.
Then one day the king came, His caravan of horses and wagons, decorated in hundreds of thousands of artisans beads, each depicting a tapestry of the greatness of this man and so tightly packed it could be used to hold water. The Precession found the man, And could not move his with fist nor word nor club.
When told of this, The king demanded he be beheaded.
His royal guards went, The swords came down. and the swords broke, with nary a mark on the Grand ancestor's skin. Leaving the blades of the swords where they fell, They scrambled back to their emperor.
Enraged the king had his guards hitch a hundred ropes and a hundred horses to the man, In order to pull him out of the processions way and then quarter him outside the city.
The ropes came And were lashed to the Grand ancestor until naught could be seen of the Meditating man. The horses pulled.
And the man stayed. The ropes frayed and snapped, Whipping out and striking the Royal guards as the man proved just as Impossible to move as the cliff faces.
Enraged, the emperor ordered a Bonfire built, The size of the throughway. Stack upon stacks of wood was built around the man, Pitch Splashed upon the wood to ensure proper ignition and still that GRand ancestor meditated, not a care in the world. The Massive Bonfire raged for seven nights and seven days, Turning the Brokens swords to slag and the frayed ropes to ash.
And yet at the end of that grand bonfire. The man remained. Body covered in ash, yet not even a burn upon him.
AS the man stood up and Wiped the ash from his skin it revealed itself to be a deep, vibrant purple, Similar to the cliff from which he learned.
The man bowed, Thanked the king for aiding in his Training, and began to leave.
Thoroughly cowed by who he believed to be a member of the divine court, the king begged forgiveness and to be taken as his student. As the man had done the grand ancestor a favor, He agreed to the request.
Those Practitioners that would learn from the unmarred ancestor would commonly wade into the Tempermental river, Hunting fish by hand in a way they could not by delicate boat and using their own bodies to finally tame it, Slowing the rivers flow by carving a series of dams, ponds, and lakes, making life upon the river bank infinitely easier as canals were carved by hand as a form of training. By taming the Tempermental river, The number of people the city could feed and the number of crops that could be planted in controlled flood plains ballooned in size, with the number of those swept away decreased every year until it was considered rare. With the increase in food, The people of the city entered a golden age and many would ask the stubborn old man to lead them until he finally acquitted to their demands.
Soon the king would find himself supplanted in his own court, as many of the nobles and Guard also begged to learn from the grand ancestor.
When the delegations found the city, They were greeted by a giant of a man, With Unmarred skin as Purple as deep-felt. The debates between the delegates of bei bu and the GRandmaster of the city is said to have gone on for over 2 years, As an Monk of bei bu would engage in debate with the Unmarred ancestor until literally falling from exhaustion, at which case another member of the delegates would take over. Day and night, Rain and shine the ever-present debate had become as much a part of palace life as the crash of the barren sea, Until the Unmarred ancestor, Impressed with the fortitude of the delegates in the face of his unmatched stubbornness, Agreed to join the people of bei bu, and where the Unmarred ancestor went, so to followed the City he ruled.
The alliance of the people of bei bu and the Unmarred ancestor quickly led to a period of rapid growth, as the Unmarred ancestor and his disciples granted the monks of bei bu a form of staying power that they had lacked in their style of grappling and manipulating the opponent's weapons and armour. Many expeditions, met with the Barren sea, would travel through bei bu lands to circumvent it, going around as over prooved impossible.
The first land to fall was a forest, Filled with tree's that coul touch the sky. When they first entered the land, it is said that the Unmarred ancestor took the tree's size as a challenge, Plunging his flesh into the bark, and began climbing. 3 days later, the basecamp was finished when a great weight slammed into the ground. The unmarred ancestor, having finally reached the top had decided to take a quick way down.
The forest soon proved to be filled with Life, And most importantly, Life capable of manipulating the energies around then and qi just like the Monks of bei bu.
Despite the revelations, such beats created, and the miracle that they presented when in motion, Many were dangerous, hungry predators and the monks of bei bu presented an easy meal.
The monks of bei bu were able to protect themselves, Striking down many of the smaller beasts with axe and fist, even as the great behemoths of the forest proved invulnerable to them. With nothing to transmute but living flesh and scale, and bodies thicker and wider than the men themselves they proved near invulnerable to the monks who had trained to kill men. The disciples of the Unmarred ancestor, finding their fists just as useless as those of the fulcrum monks, trusted in their cultivation, before jumping straight down the throat of the titanic beasts.
Shockingly, This worked rather well as the stomach of the titanic forest creatures prooved unable to digest the stone-like skin of the disciples, let alone there grand ancestor.
The forest proved a veritable gold mine of precious hides,bones, and herbs, and even powerful woods natured and tempered in wood energy for the entirety of their thousand-year life spans.
The metals brought down from the mountains formerly owned by the settled were quickly combined with the lumber of the Bloody forest, Crafting boats that were daunting in size. These massive vessels allowed the People of bei bu to do something that had proven impossible for years. They set sail on the Barren sea.
Using these massive vessels, capable of weathering the temper of even the barren sea, They soon discovered the Barren sea was filled with many natural coves, alcoves, and caves. While many islands were barren, Some were found to be habitable due to the grand outcroppings of stone that protected them from the raging sea. These Islands quickly became harbors for the massive ships, Storing and producing supplies to keep the behemoths in sailing condition as they were the only way to travel through the barren sea, and entering the Bloody forests from the Cliff lands would require traveling through the mountains, Then desert if one could not use one of these massive vessels. (basically, Not focusedd on ship combat or island combat, instead, the massive boats are the terrain, with martial arts fights taking over the valuable boats. Size in my mind is about aircraft carrier lol)
The unweathered cliff face style used the earthen energy it was formed in accordance with as well as the diciples own natural qi in order to fortify the natural body into an unmanageable edifice. This ability to take devastating blows with little to no damage means that the style quickly came to rely on devastating counterblows, Ignoring light blows that had no hopes to pierce their skin in order to get their deadly hands on the enemy, before using their stone hard body to shatter and break threm through a series of grappling maneuvers.
While the natural strength of a member of the unweathered Cliff style is enhanced, but not to degrees that would be see as superhuman, A barehanded blow is still devastating as the sheer density of their flesh was as though the practitioner was wearing a metallic glove. A flat-handed strike can be likened to a blade even as a closed fist a hammer.
For those foes who refused to be drawn into the deadly grapple, The Unweathered Cliffs augmented stamina would ensure that that they would see exhaust themselves long before the Practitioner would.
Many Practitioners are defined by a Calm and collected demeanor, With panic, a rare thing to them as the very earth energy that Enhances their bodies promotes a more placid and long-standing view.
The most basic techniques of the unweathered cliff face were built off of the Body of stone Flooding the body with earthen energy long the same patterns and flood lines within the body as those initially discovered by the Grand ancestor. The body of stone would then harden the body Providing the foundation for the rest of the style, Many students of the style find moving with the Body of stone difficult, thus the early days are spent in meditation to as learn the movement of the earthen energy by instinct. The more learned in the style, The stronger the style's Body of stone becomes. The number of people who have managed to scratch the surface of the Grand ancestor's own body is capable on a single hand in the course of all of Bei bu's history.
The Royal Breath technique is the second technique taught to students of the style, Requiring a proper flow of Earthen energy, similar to that of the body of stone. By augmenting their organs with earthen energy and incredibly controlled breathing, the stamina of a practioner grows by leaps and bounds. This is the technique that allows a Member of the Unwhethered Cliffface to survive lack of air, incredibly long journeys, and even lack of food, and is typically used as a stepping stone to the more complicated technique do the amount of time spent in meditation it can require.
When the Disciple has finally laid hands-on their enemy, They will typically use their incredibly strong body to shatter them in a grapple, If they prove difficult, a Disciple will typically take the opponent to the ground, and then through it, using their own earthen energy to soften the earth as they burry their foe underground, robbing them of leverage and sight. This is not the killing blow, and in fact, is merely used to temporarily restrain the enemy as while rare, an enemy capable of digging themselves up is more than possible with the use of qi.
Instead, the killing blow comes when the Disciple gathers earthen energy in their palm, before constricting the surrounding soil around their enemy, swiftly compressing the dirt in addition to their flesh and bones. It is said that when the Unmarred ancestors use this technique on the blacked sands of the settled mountains, He is capable of creating diamonds. While a disciple is many times weaker, it is still more than enough to damage even their hardened flesh.
AS such this technique often sees use putting traitors to rest, and has moniquered the name of Burial palm.
