The Bottom Trainer In The Pokémon World

Chapter 4 Training Together

In Weedle's Earl Dervish stage Pokémon, Species Strength is also relatively low.

But no matter how low it is, it can be taller than the short one, and speed is its strength.

And if you want to fight, Pokémon's speed is a point that can never be avoided.

At the same time, running can improve overall physical fitness.

Twenty round-trips, the distance between the starting point and the target location is about fifty meters, a total of one kilometer of training.

After hearing Xia Yan shouting "run", he jumped out with Weedle.

Weedle, who was full of confidence at first, began to regret it after five rounds of running.

After running back and forth ten times, it slowed down significantly.

But not only it, Xia Yan's speed also slowed down, blushing, his forehead and nose were full of sweat.

Xia Yan's body was already too weak. Before he came to this world, the former owner was on the verge of death. With such a body, he only ate half a piece of bread yesterday and was able to run, which is already quite good.

But I have to admit that the human beings in this world seem to be affected by the dense energy in the Pokémon world, and their bodies are much stronger than what Xia Yan expected.

After all, there are some people who, after professional long-term training, can become Ninjas, or even Pokémons with physical fronts of hard steel.

Seeing that even Xia Yan was working so hard, Weedle gritted his teeth and insisted.

Fifteen back and forth, one Pokémon per person is almost reaching the limit.

Don't look at one thousand meters, it doesn't seem to be long, but one is a newly born Pokémon, and the other is a person who is so thin that he is about to collapse when the wind blows. This is definitely a test for them.

This is just the first training session, if you can't stick to it here, the whole training session will collapse.

"Persevere, persevere, and you will usher in a new life after breaking the cocoon."

Breathing violently, Xia Yan could almost hear his own heartbeat.

Even though he was so tired that he was about to suffocate, as a Trainer, he had to set an example for Weedle, who was training for the first time.

"Wow!"

Weedle called out, as if to cheer himself up, and as if to cheer for Xia Yan.

finally.

Twenty rounds ended.

Weedle collapsed to the ground all of a sudden, Xia Yan's chest was like a bellows, sweat poured down like rain.

Looking at Weedle who fell to the ground, he said intermittently, "Stand up! After running, take a walk, or you won't be able to stand up tomorrow."

Hearing this, Weedle showed an aggrieved expression.

"Woooo."

It was really tired, if it hadn't seen Xia Yan insisting, it would have given up long ago.

"Get up! Go!"

Xia Yan's voice became very serious, beyond doubt.

The indulgence of Weedle at this time is irresponsible for it.

"woo"

Weedle shrank, facing Xia Yan's sternness, still stood up with gritted teeth.

Trembling, staggeringly followed behind him and walked up.

ten minutes later.

Xia Yan and Weedle's breathing gradually returned to calm, their bodies were warm, as if there was a fire burning in their bodies.

"Next, it's your move training, first of all, the accuracy of String Shot, I'll throw a stone in the sky, and your job is to entangle it with String Shot."

At his feet, a pile of stones has been placed.

After the basic training of running, Weedle has understood that this training is not a game, it will be very hard and tiring, and it does not need follow-up training, it has already felt it.

It wants to try to protest, but every time this idea arises, it is extinguished by itself.

Because Xia Yan is also training with him, and as a human being, he is still a weak human being, so he is obviously more tired than him.

Xia Yan is insisting, what reason does it have to give up?

After all, training ultimately benefits growth.

"get ready."

Picking up the stones, after confirming that Weedle was ready, he threw rocks.

At first the frequency was low, the speed was slow, and Weedle had a high hit rate.

But gradually, as Xia Yan's speed became faster and faster, the stones were thrown one after another, and the hit rate of Weedle's hits dropped.

It also began to worry about itself, and was a little bit in a hurry.

"Calm down, calm down, don't mess up! See the trajectory of the stone before you shoot. Sometimes you can choose to give up some."

Xia Yan's arms were bulging, and he kept throwing stones with his left hand and his right hand, which required a lot of physical and arm strength.

But his reminder was effective.

Weedle gradually lost his breath, and his small eyes were fixed on the stone. Although the hit rate was still not high, it had improved significantly.

At least, he is not messed up.

"Whether it's String Shot or Poison Barb, hit rate is very important. If you feel that you are running out of silk threads in your body, you can use Poison Barb instead."

"Ugh!" Weedle nodded heavily.

Abandoning String Shot, a purple halo appeared on the sharp corners of the head, and Poison Barb flew out one by one.

It slowly moves into the real training Contest Condition.

As Weedle, who currently only has two skills, it means that the error tolerance rate of the battle is relatively low. If the skills cannot hit the enemy, it will undoubtedly make the battle very unfavorable.

After a period of time, all the stones at Xia Yan's feet were thrown away, and this stage of training was over.

"Very good, remember that feeling just now, I need you to ensure that focus every time you train in the future."

"woo"

Weedle, exhausted, answered feebly.

"Ten minutes to rest."

As if hearing the sounds of nature, Weedle slumped to the ground.

Xia Yan leaned against the tree trunk with his knees in his arms, and took the time to train.

soon.

Ten minutes passed.

"It's still 20 back and forth. I don't pursue speed, but only ask for completion."

"Wow!!"

Weedle looked desperate.

But still persisted.

It has no reason or excuse to give up, because no matter what it does, Xia Yan will do it together, obviously more tired, but set a good example.

After the run, take a ten-minute rest as usual.

"Next is the third stage, the content is very simple, use your mouth to bite that tree off."

Xia Yan pointed to a small tree not far away, the trunk of which was about the thickness of a normal person's arms.

"Wow?!"

Weedle looked shocked, pointed to the small tree, and gestured with his own little mouth.

Exaggerated.

It's a bit too embarrassing to bite off such a thick tree with its mouth, isn't it?

But Xia Yan was unmoved. Once he got to training, he became an unselfish trainer. He would not indulge Pokémon at all, nor would he relax himself.

"You only have two moves, String Shot and Poison Barb. It doesn't mean you can only have two moves. Bug Bite is a relatively powerful and practical move in the early stage of Bug Type Pokémon. To learn it, you must first learn about your biting ability. , have a certain understanding.”

After explaining a little, he continued: "The first time, I will not give you a time limit until you completely bite it, but next time, I am afraid I will give you a set time, and find the feeling for the first time!"

Weedle pursed his mouth, and despite reluctance, did as Xia Yan asked.

"I won't stop when you're exercising, and when you bite, I'll stop training."

Looking at Weedle, who was a little weak and weak, after Xia Yan finished speaking, he bent down and started doing push-ups.

"Wow?!"

Weedle turned his head in surprise.

With Xia Yan's body, he has been training.

Weedle shook his head immediately, rushed to the small tree and bit down hard.

Xia Yan used his actions to force Weedle to speed up.

The tacit understanding between the Trainer and Pokémon is also growing during training.

The sun sets in the west, and the full moon hangs high.

All three stages just now were one round of training.

Xia Yan and Weedle completed two rounds today.

For them, it is a huge physical and psychological torture.

After the end, he collapsed to the ground, not even a trace of strength to move.

Looking up at the bright stars in the night sky.

"The moon is still the circle of my hometown."

"Wow?"

"Are you hungry? Go back to eat!"

"Wow!!"

Weedle cheered, all of his strength seemed to come back all at once.

Pokémon's recovery ability is faster than humans, Xia Yan has no strength to stand up, but Weedle is still alive and well.

"It seems that you are still very physically strong. I underestimated you. The training volume will be heavier tomorrow, four rounds!"

"Woo!!!"

Weedle whimpered, looking desperate.

"Let's go, go back." Shaky stood up and walked towards the small broken house with Weedle in his arms.

As he walked, his fingers were still gently pressing on his body to relieve his body's fatigue.

He has little experience with Pokémon massages, but he knows how to watch Weedle's expressions and reactions to see where the massage can make it more comfortable.

"Woo~~"

Weedle groaned, experiencing pain and joy.

(End of this chapter)