Chapter 51: Burn! Mannequin A!
——Teleport!
The Fletchling that had been facing off against the Natu was stunned; the Natu actually vanished right under his nose!
‘You lost not only in speed, but also in reaction speed.’
He recalled Zuo Hang’s words in his mind.
Fletchling quickly scanned the surroundings, then spotted the Natu behind Zuo Hang!
Wings flapped, bringing forth a streak of electric light.
Zuo Hang stepped forward with his body, creating a small distance between him and the Natu, while grabbing Heichuan Nagi’s wrist, intending to use her momentum to throw her onto the Natu to resolve the crisis.
The red electric light blooming in the corner of his eye approached his back at a speed far beyond what Zuo Hang had anticipated, arriving before he could fling Heichuan Nagi away!
Fletchling and the skill light on Natu’s beak crossed paths!
——Quick Attack + Peck VS Teleport + Peck!
The result of the clash was undoubtedly in Fletchling’s favor.
Teleport was faster than Quick Attack, but Zuo Hang leaning forward had bought Fletchling time to counterattack.
There was already a bit of cooperation between the two.
“Took all those hits from me for nothing? Were you waiting for this move?” Zuo Hang released his grip and shook Heichuan Nagi.
A flash of astonishment passed through Heichuan Nagi’s eyes, her body on the verge of losing balance, but Zuo Hang suddenly gripped her wrist again.
His upper body exerted force, and Heichuan Nagi was thrown out again.
“If it were a day ago, you might have actually pulled it off, but unfortunately… Fletchling has made progress these past few days too.” Zuo Hang grinned mischievously and extended a hand to Heichuan Nagi. “Get up, let’s continue.”
Heichuan Nagi said nothing, rolled her eyes at Zuo Hang, and slapped his hand away.
No matter what, she wouldn’t let this man touch her wrist again.
Though naturally airheaded, she wasn’t stupid!
After being thrown so many times, she should have learned her lesson.
*
That evening.
Training Ground 5.
Zuo Hang moved the Alloy Mannequin A to the end of the venue, then drew a line in the venue.
“Tonight’s task: stand behind this line and ignite Mannequin A. Tomorrow, go find a match. Just having Aerial Ace won’t beat Gible. Understand the Flame’s range?”
Fletchling nodded.
Looking at Mannequin A at the far end of the venue.
This distance was very far.
But it seemed closer than the distance to Gible during the match.
If he couldn’t even break through this distance, he had no chance at all against Gible.
“Pika~~” The Electric Mouse sitting at the edge of the venue watching Fletchling train said.
“I get it. Even if we spend the whole night increasing the Flame’s range, it might not be enough to beat Gible, but he has to try. Losing a few more times is good. Which battle wins all the way? I don’t have a system; Fletchling can only rely on himself.”
“Pika?”
“System? A system is basically a cheat, understand cheats?”
“Pika?? Pi~~ka???”
Pikachu tilted its head, Pikachu sighed, Pikachu indicated it didn’t understand.
*
Fletchling’s Flame exploded more than twenty meters in front of Mannequin A; the ordinary dirt and stone battle stage had already been scorched black.
Outstanding in physical attack, but no talent in special attack.
Pokémon with an Adamant personality all have this flaw.
Fletchling could easily learn Aerial Ace, but couldn’t even complete this simple practice of improving the Flame’s attack range.
Specialization in one aspect created shortcomings in another.
The world is always fair.
The Flame’s distance varied, but the farthest still couldn’t break into the 20-meter range in front of the mannequin.
Zuo Hang didn’t call a stop.
As long as Zuo Hang didn’t shout stop, the Adamant Fletchling would definitely not stop.
Zuo Hang had explained the principles of “effort” and “going all out” to Fletchling.
He wouldn’t settle for “passing,” so he had to go all out in certain aspects.
One hour
Two hours.
The Nightmare God and Gardevoir, who had their usual evening sparring outside, returned at some point and were now standing outside the venue watching Fletchling’s training.
“——Hoo~” Fletchling inhaled, its belly puffing up.
A Flame burst from its abdomen.
The flight speed was noticeably improved compared to the start of training, but
The Flame landed more than ten meters from the mannequin, and the scorched area on the training field extended a bit more.
Fletchling was delighted!
This method works!
“——Hoo~~” Fletchling inhaled again.
If direct spraying couldn’t reach the target, then charge up a bit more.
Darkrai and Gardevoir exchanged a glance and nodded simultaneously; the two flew to Fletchling’s side, one on the left, one on the right.
Fletchling stopped and looked at the two approaching “seniors.”
Darkrai gathered a mass of black dark matter in its hand, then gave Fletchling a look.
Dark Pulse flew toward the mannequin; the dark matter disintegrated on the alloy, and in half a breath, Mister A was twisted into a pile of scrap metal by the pulse.
Gardevoir’s eyes were covered in red glow; she picked another Mister A from a pile of mannequins at the venue’s edge.
Moonlight power gathered in her right hand.
——Moonblast!
In the blink of an eye, the new Mister A was blasted into a pile of debris.
Both looked at Fletchling simultaneously, asking if he had found the feeling.
Fletchling shook its head.
Indicating it felt nothing at all.
Gardevoir’s brows furrowed slightly.
‘That shouldn’t be!’
Pale pink energy gathered in her right palm.
“Sarla~~Sarla~~~” Gardevoir said.
“Cheep?? Cheep??” Fletchling asked, completely baffled.
Zuo Hang felt he should stop Gardevoir.
How could Fletchling possibly sense lunar energy? Darkrai’s teaching had issues too; Fletchling couldn’t sense dark matter either.
Even if it could.
Sensing moonlight power wouldn’t let it release a Flame.
“——Boom~”
Fletchling suddenly spat out a Flame much larger than a few minutes ago, with faint pink energy faintly flowing in the center of the flame core.
“Sarla~ Sa~~（ Got it? Moonlight! Feel the moonlight! It’s mainly moonlight!）”
Seeing this, Darkrai immediately became displeased.
“Dark~ Da~~（ Dark matter! Dark matter is the main thing!）”
Pikachu outside the field shook its head and joined the discussion.
“Pika!! Pika pika!! Pikachu~~~（ All wrong! Feel the electricity! Electricity! Pikachu~~~）”
Zuo Hang sighed.
He felt his kids were a bit silly.
The Electric Mouse and Nightmare God aside, Gardevoir had 17 intelligence.
Telling a Fire-type Pokémon to feel moonlight?
Inflated intelligence?
“——Boom~~~”
The three Pokémon chattered on; Fletchling only felt its head buzzing and spat another Flame at Mannequin A.
The original orange flame core now had some Moonblast-like energy in the center, the flame edges tinged with deep pink highlights; the originally range-limited Flame easily reached Mannequin A, and the flames actually ignited the mannequin directly.
Zuo Hang touched his chin.
That settled it.
‘You’re all fine; it’s my brain that’s useless. Sorry, I don’t deserve a brain.’
（ps: Fletchling’s character card is ready; you can fill in words and post pics~~ Charge!!!）
Some tickets, brothers; yesterday’s daily push was 300, checked today, 150 before update.
If it can reach 300 before 12, extra chapter tomorrow.
