Quen stood, the bandages firmly tied arround his legs.
"I'm gonna finish this before master can even get back here!" This tree technique worked about as well as the clone fighting and he needed to conserve his chakra so he could train longer. Quen moved on to the next tree. Using chakra, he ran up its trunk and began leaping from branch to branch, using his feet to snap off the weaker branches. Ducking, weaving, jumping, flipping, kicking; this really was an effective means of training. (12/15)
His leg wounds had reopened. Quen couldn't just keep going like this. Going over to the pile of branches, he found the widest one he could. He drew out Kakera and ran chakra through the blade. In three clean swipes, he'd made two wooden boards out of the branch. Bringing out fresh bandages, he tied these to his shins as a makeshift form of armour.
"Good as new!"Quen moved onto the next tree, kicking branches off at an incredible speed. The armor was working fabulously. He could train harder and longer without worrying too much about injuring himself. (13/15)
This technique was great, but Quen decided to challenge himself. He stood below the next tree and formed a hand sign. Five clones appeared before him. (9 accademy lvl jutsu remaining.)
"Alright, this time you guys have to protect the tree against me.""Right!" the clones replied.
This time was harder. He was doing fine, swinging from branches by his feet, making use of kunai and smoke bombs, kicking clones and branches alike, but he was also knocked out of the tree several times. Finally, after 30 minutes, he dispatched the last clone and snapped off the final branch. (14/15)
Training was almost complete. He didn't have much chakra left, but he wanted to finish his training as well as possible. He made a hand sign and created 5 more clones. (4 accademy jutsu remaining.) They were all standing below a tree that was easily 60 ft tall.
"This is gonna tire me out."* * *
Finally, after about an hour, Quen layed passed out under a bare tree. The armor around his legs was nothing but splinters. The banages beneath were soaked with blood. His skin was bruised from all the clone's attacks. And he was smiling triumphantly. (15/15)
((HOLY CRAP THAT TOOK FOREVER!!!))