"Poliwag, take it slow. As long as you practice, you'll be able to hit two, three, four floating balls..."
This was exactly the fighting spirit Yu Hai wanted. Poliwag's hotheadedness should be used here, not for pointless arguments, verbal sparring, and impotent rage.
"Come on, start by practicing attacking two floating balls. One ball has a trajectory, and two balls have trajectories too. What you need now is to divide your attention..."
"Yo, yo..."
This Water Gun practice continued until evening, when the training of shooting floating balls finally ended.
Clap, clap. "All right, Poliwag. Water Gun training is over. Come back and rest for a while, then we'll go find something to eat..."
Yu Hai clapped his hands and called Poliwag back. After an afternoon of shooting floating balls, Poliwag could barely divide its attention and fire two Water Guns in quick succession, hitting two floating balls one after the other in an instant.
"Yo-hoo, yo-hoo." Poliwag had trained for three or four hours and was already exhausted. If not for the seawater replenishing it, it would have struggled just to get ashore.
Poliwag had been forcing itself to endure all along, and Yu Hai had seen it all. But he had not stopped Poliwag. If it could not endure even this much hardship, future training would only be tougher. How could Poliwag possibly keep going then?
Judging from this afternoon's training, Poliwag not only had mediocre Potential, but was also mediocre at using moves.
Mediocre did not mean Poliwag was stupid or slow to react. It was simply because being mediocre was the norm.
Just like Yu Hai was not a genius either. He was merely an angler who wanted to stay away from all the noise, forced into training a mediocre Poliwag.
There was only one thing