[center][b][color=2F4F4F][h2]Daisuke Yama[/h2][/color][/b]
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Chokashi wasn’t the only one to experience pain after the collision, Daisuke’s strength and jutsu may have been enough to stop his opponent but that didn’t change the fact that he had just punched a massive rotating object. As his adrenaline began to ebb away the injuries he had recently taken, his dislocated right shoulder and his own cracked ribs, flared up again. Dropping his left arm to his side he quickly ended his jutsu which caused his hand to return to its normal appearance. He knew he wasn’t necessarily safe yet, as Chokashi was struggling to stand and continue the spar and Aoi had yet to call the match. He didn’t make any movements though, this was not an actual combat scenario and there was no reason to attack his comrade when he was down. If Cho managed to stand then Daisuke would continue the fight, until then he would wait. 

He didn’t have to wait long, as Chokashi finally gave in and called the fight, before promptly emptying his stomach twice. Even though he had won, Daisuke did not smile or show any indication that he was pleased about the outcome because he wasn’t. He had never used the Hammer on a friend before, but with his other jutsu out of commision due to the loss of mobility in his right arm he didn’t have any other choice when Cho came in with the Human Bullet Tank. As the Akimichi declared he was going to take a nap, Daisuke slowly turned his gaze towards the current head of the Akimichi clan and Aoi hoping that the former wouldn’t be too upset with his victory.