Rasengan, but Water Pulse?

An hour flew by, and a staff member came to fetch Cheng Tian and Bai Yun.

After leaving the training room, the two did not rush home. Instead, they first took their Pokémon to get healed.

Before long, Froakie and Chimchar emerged, full of life and vigor again.

They climbed back into the black sedan. Bai Yun returned to the villa district first, then asked the driver to take Cheng Tian home when he got out.

By the time Cheng Tian arrived home, it was already 12:30.

He pushed open the door, and his mother asked, a little angrily, "Why are you back so late?" "Mom, the track placement exam is in two weeks. For the next few days, I'll be training with Bai Yun at noon and in the evenings, so I'll be home a little late."

"Oh, so that's why. Honey, let's have lunch a bit later from now on," his father said.

"No, no, just save some food for me."

After lunch, Cheng Tian and Froakie returned to his room.

"Froak, froak." Froakie pointed at the phone. "You want to use my phone?"

"Froak." Then Froakie made a hand-sign gesture. Cheng Tian understood at once and said with a smile, "You want to watch Naruto? Sure, but you need to get some sleep this afternoon too." With that, he opened a video site and put on Naruto for Froakie.

"Froak, froak!" After agreeing, Froakie hugged the phone.

"Hmm... my Froakie likes watching Naruto. That's probably a world first." Cheng Tian rubbed his chin.

After watching with Froakie for a while, Cheng Tian was already getting sleepy. People in Bingzhou liked taking afternoon naps. He watched a little longer, then slowly drifted off.

"Froak." Seeing that Cheng Tian had fallen asleep, Froakie turned the volume down a little.

At that moment, the show's protagonist was learning Ninjutsu from his master.

The protagonist kept gathering the energy within his body in his hand, but this was different from simply gathering energy. Every strand of that energy was constantly spinning in all directions, producing tremendous destructive, tearing power.

"Froak, froak?" Froakie's eyes flickered. So energy could be controlled like that too?

Although the total amount of energy had not changed, its constant rotation made it far more effective than before.

Could I give that a try too?

With that thought, Froakie began gathering Water-type energy in his hand, preparing to unleash Water Pulse.

He was quite proficient with this move, but this time he started condensing it bit by bit, dividing his attention to control the different directions in which each strand of energy spun.

"Froak, froak..."

This is so hard. How could controlling the rotation of every strand of energy possibly be easy? By the time Water Pulse was about fifteen percent complete, Froakie was already sweating all over his head.

But he could clearly feel the powerful tearing force of the Water Pulse in his hand. Eventually, Froakie lost control of a few strands of Water-type energy, disrupting the movement of the rest. The Water Pulse failed.

"Froak, froak!" Although he had failed, he felt that this method could work. It did, however, consume a truly terrifying amount of mental energy. Still, Water Pulse had undergone a fundamental transformation.

Originally, it was merely a ball of ordinary Water-type energy that struck an enemy's body and generated pulses to deal damage. But once this method set every strand of energy spinning in a different direction, Water Pulse would produce terrifying tearing power, continuously inflicting heavy damage on the opponent. Froakie could not help marveling.

Human ninjas... really are strong.

After sleeping for a long time, Cheng Tian finally woke up slowly. He saw that Froakie was already asleep, with the phone lying to one side. Still groggy, Cheng Tian gave Froakie a shake.

"Wake up. Nap time's over. We have to go to school." Cheng Tian stretched, slowly got up, and put on his clothes. He grabbed his phone, recalled Froakie into his ball, and headed to school.

Nothing much had changed at school that afternoon. Most students attended class when they were supposed to and played when they could.

The atmosphere was noticeably more studious than before, though. With the exams approaching, everyone hoping to get into the Pokémon track had already started reviewing seriously.

One thing worth mentioning was that girl... hmm, her name seemed to be Su Han?

Anyway, quite a few boys had gathered outside Su Han's classroom, hoping to catch a glimpse of the pretty girl.

Everything else was normal.

After school ended at six that evening, Cheng Tian and Bai Yun returned to the training room to begin training.

But when Froakie tried unleashing Water Pulse by copying the principles of the Rasengan, Cheng Tian and Bai Yun were utterly astonished.

"Froakie, are you copying the Rasengan???" Cheng Tian asked. Froakie nodded.

Bai Yun looked completely baffled. "Tian, is this how you usually have Froakie train?"

"Of course not. This little guy probably got hooked on watching Naruto on my phone and started copying the Rasengan from it." Cheng Tian felt helpless.

Still, he did not interrupt Froakie. Just as he had at noon, Froakie began slowly controlling the rotation of the Water-type energy.

This attempt was clearly a substantial improvement over the one at noon. Water Pulse reached roughly twenty-five percent completion before dissipating.

"Hmm, I see it now. Every time Froakie gathers Water Pulse like this, he gains a deeper understanding of how to control his own energy." Cheng Tian nodded, approving of this training method.

"Froakie, take it slowly. There's no rush. You don't need to try unleashing a full Water Pulse right from the start. Keep doing what you just did, and work with whatever size water ball you can condense. Then throw it at a punching bag, and we'll see what happens."

Hearing this, Froakie used Water Pulse again. This time, the water ball was visibly a little larger than before. Keeping it under control, Froakie hurled it at the punching bag.

Riiip... The instant the water ball touched the punching bag, it did not burst and release pulses like an ordinary Water Pulse. Instead, it maintained its shape, continuously tearing at the bag's cowhide covering. The cowhide soon buckled under the strain and ripped apart, spilling the sand and gravel inside all over the floor.

"Hiss..." ×2

Terrifying indeed...

"Th-this... Froakie actually made a Rasengan???" Bai Yun was stunned.

"Froak, froak..." Froakie had not expected to destroy the punching bag outright either. It had clearly been only a quarter the size of Water Pulse, yet its effect was better than an ordinary Water Pulse by who knew how much.

Meanwhile, besides shock, that fool Cheng Tian also felt a pang in his heart.

How much... does one punching bag cost?

With the equipment damaged, a staff member hurried over. Looking at the sand and gravel scattered across the floor, the staff member maintained a professional smile without so much as a change in expression and asked gently:

"WeChat or Alipay?"

And so, after spending another five hundred yuan to compensate them, Cheng Tian's gains for the day included not only training Rasengan-style Water Pulse with Froakie, but also a ruined punching bag that he carried home.

Naturally, that fool had shamelessly pestered the staff member, asking whether he could take the punching bag after paying for it. The staff member clearly had not expected him to be so stingy and rather helplessly let him take it.

Cheng Tian's heart ached, but getting a broken punching bag did at least make him feel a little better.

Hmm... it isn't too badly damaged. A little stitching and patching back home, and I can still use it!

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