Weedle's stats are relatively low among beginner Pokémon.
But even at that level, you can pick the tallest among the shorties, and speed is its strength.
Moreover, when it comes to battles, a Pokémon's speed is an unavoidable factor.
At the same time, running can improve overall physical fitness.
Twenty laps, with a distance of about fifty meters between the starting point and the destination, totaling a thousand meters of training.
Upon hearing Xia Yan shout "Run!", he and Weedle dashed out together.
Weedle, who was full of confidence at the beginning, started to regret it after running five laps.
After ten laps, its speed noticeably slowed down.
But it wasn't just Weedle; Xia Yan's speed also decreased, his face flushed red, and his forehead and nose were covered in sweat.
Xia Yan's body was already weak. Before he came to this world, his previous owner was already on the verge of death. Considering this, and that he only ate a little more than half a loaf of bread yesterday, being able to run at all was already quite impressive.
However, it must be admitted that humans in this world seem to be affected by the dense energy of the Pokémon world, and his body is much stronger than Xia Yan had anticipated.
After all, some people, after professional and long-term training, can become ninjas and even directly confront powerful Pokémon with their bare bodies.
Seeing Xia Yan working so hard, Weedle gritted its teeth and persevered.
After fifteen laps, both the human and the Pokémon were nearing their limits.
Don't underestimate a thousand meters. For a newly born Pokémon and a person so weak that they could be blown over by the wind, it was definitely a test.
This was just the beginning of the first training session. If they couldn't persevere here, the entire training would collapse.
"Persist, keep going, and you will be reborn after breaking out of your cocoon."
Xia Yan could almost hear his own heartbeat from the heavy panting.
Even though he was so exhausted that he was almost suffocating, as a trainer, he had to set an example for Weedle's first training session.
"Wee!"
Weedle cried out, as if cheering itself on and encouraging Xia Yan.
Finally.
The twenty laps ended.
Weedle collapsed on the ground, exhausted, while Xia Yan's chest heaved like bellows, sweat pouring down.
Looking at Weedle lying on the ground, he said intermittently, "St-stand up! After running, walk around a bit, or you won't be able to stand up tomorrow."
Hearing this, Weedle showed a wronged expression.
"Wee... Wee..."
It was really exhausted. If it hadn't seen Xia Yan persevering, it would have given up long ago.
"Get up! Walk!"
Xia Yan's voice became very serious, leaving no room for doubt.
Indulging Weedle at this time would be irresponsible.
"Wee..."
Weedle shrank back, but faced with Xia Yan's sternness, it still gritted its teeth and stood up.
It wobbled and staggered behind him.
Ten minutes later.
Xia Yan and Weedle's breathing gradually returned to normal, and their bodies felt warm, as if a fire was burning inside them.
"Next is your move training. First is the accuracy of String Shot. I will throw stones into the sky, and your task is to wrap them with String Shot."
A pile of stones had already been placed at his feet.
After the basic running training, Weedle understood that this training wasn't a game. It would be hard and tiring. Even without further training, it could already feel it.
It wanted to try to protest, but every time this thought arose, it was extinguished by itself.
Because Xia Yan was also training with it, and as a human, a physically weak human, he was clearly more tired.
Xia Yan was persevering, so what reason did it have to give up?
After all, the one who ultimately benefits and grows from the training is it.
"Get ready."
Picking up a stone, and confirming that Weedle was ready, he threw the stones one by one.
Initially, the frequency was low and the speed was slow, and Weedle's hit rate was high.
But gradually, as Xia Yan's speed increased, and the stones were thrown out one after another, Weedle's hit rate decreased.
It also began to feel anxious and flustered.
"Calm down, take a deep breath, don't panic! Clearly see the trajectory of the stones before acting. Sometimes you can choose to give up on some."
Xia Yan's arms bulged, sometimes the left hand, sometimes the right, constantly throwing stones, which also required a lot of his stamina and arm strength.
But his reminder was very effective.
Weedle gradually calmed down, its small eyes fixed on the stones. Although the hit rate was still not high, it had improved significantly.
At least, it wasn't panicking anymore.
"Whether it's String Shot or Poison Sting, accuracy is very important. If you feel that there isn't much silk stored in your body, you can use Poison Sting instead."
"Wee!" Weedle nodded emphatically.
Giving up String Shot, the horn on its head glowed with a purple light, and Poison Stings flew out.
It slowly entered a real training state.
As a Weedle that currently only has two moves, it means that the margin for error in battle is relatively low. If the moves can't hit the enemy, it will undoubtedly make the battle very unfavorable.
After a while, all the stones at Xia Yan's feet were thrown away, and this stage of training came to an end.
"Very good, remember that feeling just now. I need you to ensure that kind of focus in every training session in the future."
"Wee..."
Weedle, exhausted, responded weakly.
"Rest for ten minutes."
As if hearing heavenly music, Weedle collapsed to the ground.
Xia Yan hugged his knees and leaned against the tree trunk, also seizing the time to train.
Soon.
Ten minutes passed.
"Still twenty laps, don't pursue speed, just focus on completing them."
"Wee!!!"
Weedle looked desperate.
But it still gritted its teeth and persevered.
It had no reason or excuse to give up, because no matter what it did, Xia Yan did it with it, and he was setting a good example even though he was clearly more tired.
After running, they rested for ten minutes as usual.
"Next is the third stage, the content is very simple, use your mouth to bite that tree down."
Xia Yan pointed to a small tree not far away, the trunk about the thickness of a normal person's two arms.
"Wee?!!"
Weedle looked shocked, pointing at the small tree and then gesturing at its own small mouth.
It was very exaggerated.
To bite down such a thick tree with its mouth was a bit too difficult, right?
But Xia Yan remained unmoved. Once it came to training, he became an iron-faced, selfless trainer, who would not indulge Pokémon in the slightest, and would not relax himself either.
"You currently only have String Shot and Poison Sting, but that doesn't mean you can only learn two moves. Bug Bite is a relatively powerful and practical move in the early stages for Bug-type Pokémon. To learn it, you must first have a certain understanding of your biting ability."
After a brief explanation, he continued, "For the first time, I won't give you a time limit, until you completely bite it down. But next time, I'm afraid I will have to set a time for you. Make good use of this first time to find the feeling!"
Weedle pouted. Although reluctant, it still did as Xia Yan asked.
"While you're training, I won't stop either. I'll stop training when you bite it down."
Looking at the somewhat weak and tired Weedle, Xia Yan finished speaking and lowered himself to start doing push-ups.
"Wee?!!"
Weedle turned its head in surprise.
With Xia Yan's body, constantly training...
Weedle immediately shook its head and rushed to the small tree, biting down hard.
Xia Yan used his actions to force Weedle to speed up.
The tacit understanding between trainer and Pokémon also continued to grow in training.
The sun set in the west, and the full moon hung high.
The three stages just now were one round of training.
And Xia Yan and Weedle completed a total of two rounds today.
This was a huge physical and mental torment for them.
After finishing, they collapsed on the ground, without even a trace of strength to move.
Looking up at the bright stars in the night sky.
"The moon is still rounder in my hometown."
"Wee?"
"Are you hungry? Let's go back and eat!"
"Wee!!"
Weedle cheered, as if all its strength had suddenly returned.
Pokémon's recovery ability is indeed faster than humans. Xia Yan didn't even have the strength to stand up, but Weedle was still full of energy.
"It seems you still have a lot of stamina. I underestimated you. Tomorrow's training will be heavier, four rounds!"
"Wee!!!"
Weedle wailed, looking desperate.
"Let's go, let's go back." He stood up unsteadily, and carried Weedle towards the small broken house.
As he walked, his fingers gently pressed on its body, relieving its physical fatigue.
He didn't have much experience in Pokémon massage, but he knew how to observe Weedle's facial expressions and reactions, so as to understand where massaging could make it more comfortable.
"Wee~~"
Weedle moaned, experiencing what it meant to be in pain and happy at the same time.