Fang Yin stopped the demonstration and waited quietly, with sparks of wisdom shining in his eyes.
"Baiduo~! Baiduo~!"
Xiuni tilted his head and rolled his eyes, obviously thinking.
Next, it stretched out its big sludge hands, controlled the tentacles to gradually solidify and compress, and a few drops of corrosive mucus continued to drip into the soil.
This process was painful and long, lasting a quarter of an hour.
"Get Hard!"
Finally, with Fang Yin's encouragement, Xiuni roared, and the mud tentacles suddenly lit up with white light and became as hard as iron.
It exudes a metallic texture under the sun, and sharp thorns emerge from the mud, emitting a cold light.
These two poisonous whips are about two meters long, as thick as a baby's wrist, and their black whip bodies look ferocious and terrifying, with great visual impact.
"Pah! Pah!"
The poisonous whip waved, bringing with it a roaring wind, and smashed towards the wooden piles, making a dull impact sound. Each piece of wood was smashed, the wood pieces flew horizontally, and the debris was flying everywhere.
Seeing his masterpiece, Xiuni shouted excitedly.
"Pop!"
Fang Yin clapped his hands and praised:
"Well done, now we can get started."
He walked to the big tree and kept some distance away to avoid being accidentally injured by the smelly mud.
"The biggest difference between the poison whip and the vine whip is that the whip you turn from the mud body is several times more flexible than the vine whip, and it can change its shape at will."
"In this way, you will have a top-quality poisonous whip. You can whip it as much as you want. This is your own advantage. Don't waste this excellent thing. Do you understand?"
Fang Yin warned earnestly, with hope shining in his eyes. At this time, he had completely forgotten the danger of smelly mud and regarded it as his partner.
"Baiduo!"
Xiuni listened carefully and nodded from time to time.
"Very good, then swing the poison whip, go around the wooden stakes, and hit the white target I placed!"
"This can exercise the flexibility of the sludge poison whip!"
As he spoke, he stretched out his hands and drew two arcs in front of him.
Shini immediately took action and swung the poisonous whip forward very fast, making a sharp sound as it broke through the air, but his flexibility was still a bit lacking.
This is its biggest weakness at present, and it can only be made up for through training.
With a "pop" sound, the first wooden stake was thrown away. After rolling several times in the air, it fell heavily to the ground.
"No, don't use the whip-swinging method, but use the thrusting skill!"
Fang Yin frowned and quickly corrected him.
Although the damage of the whip is very high, the thrust is even sharper and weirder. Once it hits, the toxins from the smelly mud will seep into the enemy's body. This is a deadly sneak attack method.
"Baiduo!"
Smelly Mud understood and immediately changed his method. The Sludge Poisonous Whip rotated around the first wooden stake. When it was about to reach the second stake, it felt that it encountered a large resistance, making it impossible to turn at all. In an instant
A piece of sawdust was blown away.
"Don't be discouraged. You are already much better than other stinky muds. Keep up the good work!"
He saw Xiuni lowering his little head, looking depressed, and couldn't help but comfort him.
"Baiduo!"
Xiuni responded, raised his head again, eyes burning with angry flames, stared at the wooden stake in front of him, and began to whip his whip crazily.
Fang Yin stared at its determined gaze and couldn't help but nodded slightly. Then he took out the "Encyclopedia of Elves in the Kanto Region" from his backpack, sat cross-legged on the ground, and read it carefully.
"I can't lose to you either!"
After several consecutive failures, Stinky Mud feels that it has improved a lot. Although it cannot be said to have improved by leaps and bounds, it can at least become proficient in stabbing the poisonous whip.
Finally after unremitting efforts.
When the mud whip was about to hit the wooden stake, the instinctive reaction of the mud's body caused it to subconsciously stagger its tentacles, bypass the wooden stake, and continue to swing forward.
"Great job! You're familiar with this feeling, let's try it a few more times!"
He raised his eyes with a smile on his face, expressing his satisfaction.
"Baiduo!"
With many attempts, Shou Ni's poison whip attack became more and more proficient, and he even had some independent skills.
Fang Yin hugged Shini and took out an orange fruit as a reward.
"Let's take a rest and we'll enter the next stage later."
The spring breeze blows and the leaves rustle.
Fang Yin quietly flipped through the books, and the breeze lifted the gray hair from his forehead, revealing his fair and smooth forehead.
Next to him, Shimi held up the blue fruit and chewed it slowly. It looked extremely delicious.
A ray of sunlight shone on his face, making it look particularly warm and peaceful.
This kind of peaceful and peaceful life made Fang Yin feel very enjoyable, as if all worries had disappeared.
A smile couldn't help but appear on the corner of his mouth.
...
The next morning, the sky turned white, and the morning glow cast a faint red light on the sky.
"Get moving, there are still 50 whiplashes left, don't be lazy."
In the abandoned yard, Fang Yin stood under the eaves and stared at the smelly mud indifferently.
At this moment, Shimi was panting from exhaustion and lying on the lawn, panting. After hearing this, he immediately got up, gritted his teeth, pointed at the sycamore tree in front of him, and waved the poisonous whip with all his strength.
The next moment, two black poisonous whips covered with mucus flew out like spiritual snakes, with a sharp whistling, and were thrown heavily on the mottled tree bark.
Bang!
There was a bursting sound, the splashing smoke blocked the sunlight, and the smoke gradually dissipated.
The leaves on the sycamore tree flew into the air and turned into powder. The area hit by the poisonous whip was scorched black, and a piece of the bark was peeled off. One can imagine how cruel and fierce this whip is.
"continue!"
When Fang Yin saw the burnt black part of the tree trunk, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, and he reminded him expressionlessly.
In his vision, both Stinky Mud's thrusts and whips cannot be dropped. The thrusts increase flexibility and allow for surprise attacks and defenses, while the whips have a large attack range and can disrupt the enemy's rhythm.
The combination of these two moves has an amazing effect. Stab with one hand and whip with the other. It is simply not easy to use.
Of course, now the poisonous whip can only learn to turn, and the swing speed is not fast enough, so it still needs hard practice.
"Baiduo~"
Just like that, the smelly mud opened its big mouth and swung it angrily fifty or sixty times. The marks on the tree trunk became deeper and deeper, debris flew and leaves fell. It also lay on the ground, feeling that it had no strength.
Fang Yin stepped forward, took out a brown energy cube from his backpack, and handed it to Xiuni.
Energy Cube: The most important food for elves in the Pokémon world. It is made from various tree fruits and rare medicinal materials. It contains very rich energy and is easy for elves to absorb.
The flavor and color of the energy cubes depend on the types of tree fruits involved in the mix, and the flavors of the tree fruits will cancel each other out.
Elves with different personalities will prefer different flavors.
If an elf eats an energy cube of its favorite flavor, the status of the corresponding item will rise faster.
This brown energy cube is currently the cheapest and most common item on the market, but the price is not cheap. Fang Yin spent 500 alliance coins to buy it.
High-grade energy cubes like those basically need to be customized in advance, and are extremely expensive. Not only that, high-grade energy cubes, which can enhance certain abilities of elves, are in short supply.
Being a trainer is a costly profession, because cultivating elves requires countless resources...
Xiuni's daily meal costs several hundred yuan, which is just the expense of an elf.
The monthly salary of an ordinary working-class person in this world is only 4,000 yuan.
Moreover, the smelly mud needs to be replenished with nutrients, which consumes even more energy cubes.
Fang Yin's alliance coins are simply not enough to supply its consumption. If preparations are not stepped up, the cultivation of the smelly mud will fail.
After swallowing the energy cube, Shini stuck out his tongue in disgust. He didn't like the bitter taste, but he knew his master's hard work and didn't dare to disobey.
"Very good, your poisonous whip has begun to take shape. As long as you train hard, you will one day surpass yourself!"
He touched the head of the smelly mud, his eyes were full of encouragement, and he had high hopes for his elf.
Time passed and it was already noon in the blink of an eye, and the morning's training was finally over.
The smelly mud stretched its waist, and its two poisonous whips turned into big hands of mud. It patted its belly, feeling hungry, and it couldn't help but lick its lips.
"Let's go, snack food, let's have Magikarp for lunch!"
Fang Yin smiled, clasped his hands behind his back, and walked toward the kitchen.
Shini followed closely behind, opening his big mouth to reveal two rows of sharp fangs, with a ferocious expression.
