Rapid Strikes Style and Single Strike Style

"Beh?" (Waterfall training?)

Kubfu blinked, tilting its head timidly. Its fluffy ears twitched involuntarily, as though it lacked confidence.

Back when it lived with its group, it often saw its elders standing beneath waterfalls for long periods.

Kubfu looked at the immensely powerful waterfall. It was not backing down; it simply did not believe its own physique could withstand the waterfall's pounding, much less do what its elders did.

Even that outstanding biological brother of its could only endure it for a few hours at most.

Judging by Kubfu's expression, Luo Mu could roughly guess what it was thinking.

So he spoke directly. "I know what you're worried about. You think you can't hold out for very long, right?"

"Beh beh." Kubfu nodded honestly.

"But look at it another way. No one can do everything perfectly from the beginning. Strength doesn't appear out of thin air overnight. Even if you fall soon after stepping beneath the waterfall for the first time, as long as you keep at it, you'll eventually reap results."

Luo Mu gave Kubfu an encouraging smile.

From some perspectives, this so-called theory of hard work might just be a joke used to sugarcoat reality. Effort and reward might not be proportional, and one might even lose everything.

But Luo Mu was certain that, at least for Kubfu, "hard work" would definitely turn into gains.

"Still, before you begin training beneath the waterfall, let's first get a rough idea of your strength."

As he spoke, Luo Mu took out a Poké Ball from his shoulder bag.

"This child will be your opponent. Remember to show off as many moves as you can."

Luo Mu pressed the button on the Poké Ball. A red beam shot into the small pond where the waterfall's waters gathered, transforming into an adorable