Sharpening skills (Sangoran's sourupowa training)

He quietly sat in the dense area of the training grounds, focusing on channeling his sourupowa through his body. As the sound of the forest kept him at peace, he took in a deep breath and exhaled. With his eyes still closed he stood up, holding his scythe. As he grips both ends of his scythe he takes in one more deep breath and exhales. Sangoran then begins to pour his sourupowa into the scythe and through the snath to the blade itself. Not attempting to fully but down one of the trees before, the sourupowa wavers and bursts. Causing Sangoran to lose his focus.

Ugh... Ive been at this for over an hour now and I havent made any progress.

He opens his eyes and looks around at the tattered used trunks, all missing small chunks or scratched. Being that the trees themselves carried sourupowa through them presented the original idea to improve not only his physical prowess but his spiritual ones as well. Through determination and the 3 hours of pretraining meditation in the forest, he was more ready than ever to try again. The grip he had tightened and he closed his ever once more. Sourupowa, visible to the naked eye, slowly began outlining Sangoran's person and scythe. Without much more time at hand, the sourupowa reaches the tip of the blade and Sangoran swings around at the tree behind him. The blade strikes the used and begins to slice through. As it breeches the bark, Sangoran feels the push of sourupowa from the used rejecting the dealt blow. Then a sudden burst of sourupowa, in a defensive measure, breaks the flow from the scythe to Sangoran, stopping it half way through.

Ha! I got it! Now lets find out how there thing channel their energy. Then ill have my way through.

The idea of Sangorans training war for him to handle on not only his own flow from of sourupowa, but from nature itself. With this he could get a better respective as how to work on his growth as well as the course of the life in the forest and other living things as well. Once again, the flow of sourupowa comes through the scythe from a now tiring Sangoran's body. A small ray of light sneaks through the trees and hits Sangorans face, invigorating his posture, sourupowa flow, and confidence in his training. Now focusing once more, he slowly begins feeling the sourupowa of the used coursing though it, strong and healthy. Now getting curious he attempts this with several other trees, testing to see he the same vibrantly healthy flow was through the rest of the forest as well. After five and a half hours of sensing the flow of a dozen other trees, Sangoran sat up against the first used he had successfully felt the flow of, sleeping from the exaustion of the training. As he sat there, a bird flew down and landed on his left shoulder, as well as a ray of the setting sun shun on him as if slept the set of his night away.

Sorry I had to post from my phone and my T9 decided to have a "f*ck with Sangoran" day. So if some words don't fit you know why now lol

Hmm. With this I'd say 550 sourupowa.

That's about right. Approved~!