The Bottom Trainer In The Pokémon World

Chapter 8 Sparring

"Bulbasaur, use Tackle!"

Jian Er saw that Vine Whip was missing, and immediately issued a new order.

But obviously he didn't take into account that Bulbasaur couldn't even hit Weedle with Vine Whip, how could it be possible to hit Weedle with just a normal collision?

"Weedle, String Shot, aim at its eyes." Xia Yan commanded.

After discovering that Bulbasaur was not as powerful as he had imagined, Weedle became more relaxed.

hiss--

A bunch of bright white silk threads shot out and stuck directly between Bulbasaur's eyes, blocking his vision.

"Da Na!!"

His vision was suddenly affected, and Bulbasaur panicked, and his attack was directly interrupted by himself.

“Bulbasaur!”

Jian Er was a little panicked, but he couldn't think of a way to deal with it.

This is the lack of combat experience, and the lack of flexibility of the Trainer.

Of course, it was also because Bulbasaur's training was seriously insufficient that he was too slow, and it was so easy to be hit in the eye by Weedle.

"Tangle it up."

Then I saw a Weedle smeared on the ground quickly, and the white silk thread kept spit out from its mouth, circle after circle, turning Bulbasaur from garlic king bastard into garlic dumpling.

"Dah."

Only the head of Bulbasaur was left out, and he couldn't see clearly. He could only call for help.

"Stop! Stop!" Jian Er hurriedly shouted, running to Bulbasaur's side with sensual steps, reaching out and trying to remove the silk thread on his body, but he was also stuck by the sticky thread.

"You're useless, Weedle."

Xia Yan walked in and called Weedle.

I saw that Weedle's tail was wiped on the silk thread, and the layers of silk thread were broken, and Bulbasaur was finally rescued.

Kenji hugged Bulbasaur.

"Bulbasaur, are you all right?"

"Dah." Bulbasaur shook his head, looking at Weedle with a look of awe and fear in his eyes.

Weedle raised his head "proudly", like a general returning from victory.

"Your combat experience is almost zero, and the command in the battle lacks flexibility. In fact, Bulbasaur is not weak, and my Weedle is not that strong. In a normal battle, we may lose more."

Xia Yan explained truthfully.

"Wow?"

Weedle was not convinced when Xia Yan said that it was not as good as Bulbasaur.

He reached out and touched its back, "Don't be in a hurry to deny it. Isn't our purpose here to challenge the impossible and make you stronger? Only by recognizing your own shortcomings can you grow better."

Weedle, who beat Rattata and Bulbasaur in succession, was a little bit confident.

As a Trainer, Xia Yan must make it clear that he is not enough.

Self-confidence is a good thing, but blind self-confidence is the exact opposite.

"Woo" Weedle bowed his head, seeming a little taken aback.

But it recovered quickly.

It felt that Xia Yan was right. The reason why they came here was to become stronger and admit that others were stronger than themselves, and there was nothing unacceptable.

Touching Weedle's back, Xia Yan looked satisfied.

Jian Er next to him looked at him to comfort Weedle, with a look of hesitating to speak.

Noticing his expression, Xia Yan said, "According to the club's rules, you still have 50 minutes, do you need to continue the fight?"

Each sparring partner in the club is billed by time, and each hour is charged separately.

"I" Jian Er opened his mouth.

Xia Yan's remarks just now not only dispelled Weedle's overconfidence, but also gave him a hard blow.

It turns out that Bulbasaur was defeated because of his being a Trainer for a big reason.

"Actually, you have already learned a lot of theoretical knowledge, which should include the content of battles and training. What you lack is to accumulate experience, and you also need to have a sufficient understanding of your own Pokémon." Xia Yan said again.

"How do you know more about your Pokémon?" Jian Er blinked and asked curiously.

"Training, training, have you trained your Bulbasaur?"

"No, I just brought it home from the Trainer building yesterday." Jian Er scolded.

"That's it, Bulbasaur has a high ceiling, train hard and you'll see the difference."

Sure enough, it was similar to what Xia Yan had guessed.

"Then how did you train? One. One Weedle, so strong."

Losing the match was nothing, but losing to Weedle made him feel a lot of frustration.

"I can understand that you want to change the combat sparring to training sparring?" Xia Yan raised his brows.

It was just today that Weedle and he had never trained in order to find a job. We thought we would have no chance today, but I didn't expect that there would be a time to train while earning money.

The club also provides this service, training sparring.

"Yes." Jian Erzhong nodded his head.

"Okay." Xia Yan put Weedle back on the ground again, "Weedle, since that's the case, let's make up for the training we missed today."

"Woooo!!" Weedle fought high.

After being said by Xia Yan just now that it is not as good as Bulbasaur, it also wants to become stronger faster.

pat.

Xia Yan took off the ill-fitting clothes on his body, revealing a thin, dark upper body covered with fine scars.

When he saw the scars on Xia Yan's body, Jian Er was silent.

"We'll show you the training. You can follow us if you want. If you have any questions, you can ask me. Maybe I can give you some answers."

Done.

So began training with Weedle.

Because it is in the training room of the club, all kinds of professional training equipment can be used, and the effect is better than training in the field.

Of course, it's also more tiring.

But tired, whenever Weedle saw that Xia Yan was also persevering, he could also grit his teeth and persevere.

Jian Er also took Bulbasaur to do some tentative training. After a little Mimic, he immediately felt that the training was not easy.

At the same time, he will occasionally ask some questions, and Xia Yan will try to give some answers that may not be standard but absolutely have basis.

soon.

An hour of sparring time has passed.

When the bell rang in the training room, Jian Er waved his hand directly and wrapped Xia Yan and Weedle for three hours again.

Do not blink an eye.

Highlight an arrogance.

In this way, it also gave Xia Yan and Weedle the opportunity and time to complete today's basic training content.

three hours later.

Jian Er, who was very talkative, completely convinced Xia Yan and Weedle, not because they defeated him, but because of their efforts.

Those who work hard are worthy of admiration.

At the same time, Xia Yan also gained his first loyal customer in the Silver Pokémon battle club.

"This time I have gained a lot. I will pay you back next time. I will go back and tell a few of my classmates to let them all come to study."

Watching Jian Er leave in the hall.

Earn money and train.

It feels good.

Annie next to him poked his arm curiously, "It's amazing, Xia Yan, he has a loyal customer on the first day, and he looks like he will continue to introduce customers to you."

"Luck." Xia Yan smiled while hugging Weedle, who was exhausted after training.

Anna pursed her lips.

In her heart, she reaffirmed her evaluation of Xia Yan, "a lucky person".

Really lucky this time.

Because in her impression, the most frequent reason for the club's sparring to leave is because the sparring's Pokémon was destroyed during the battle.

One of the purposes of a large number of people coming to the club is to vent, so they will not take into account the importance of the attack.

With Weedle's body, she thought that Xia Yan wouldn't last a few days.

"Well, this is your reward for this single sparring." He said, handing over a few Alliance coins.

"So much?" Xia Yan was a little surprised, took the money and counted it, and there was actually 320 Alliance coins.

Xing Nai rolled her eyes, "You have the title of junior sparring, and the fee is 400 for one time, which is 80 per hour, 320 for 4 hours in total, and it will be settled immediately after the sparring is over."

Sure enough, those who can have members in the Silver Pokémon battle club are not ordinary rich people.

I'm afraid that the one-month pocket money of the second-year junior Jian Er was several times his salary.

"Thank you." Xia Yan thanked him. What he lacked most now was money.

"By the way, out of curiosity, how much is the cost of an intermediate sparring?"

"Intermediate level is twice as much as you, senior level is four times your level, and premium level is ten times your level, and the commissions for each level are different. Of course there are higher levels, but I don't know much about it." Xing Nai Shrug.

Gee.

"Then how do you get promoted?"

"The number of members and your strength, I don't know the specifics. This is all the responsibility of the supervisor. It's not easy anyway."

Xia Yan nodded, and after thanking again, he took Weedle back to rest.

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