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"It's getting late, let's head back to camp. The old woman should have finished preparing dinner by now," Old Hong said.

The group left the hot spring pool and returned to the camp along the same route they had taken.

Back at the camp, Grandma Hong had indeed prepared a sumptuous dinner.

The soup, made with heat-resistant ferns unique to the hot spring valley and collected tree fruits, the roasted meat of an unknown animal that was crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, and Grandma Hong's special flatbread mixed with honey and grass seeds, all smelled delicious.

The fluffy sheep and the flying mantis also received a specially made nutritious meal, which was very generous in portion.

The Pidgey lay quietly at the edge of the camp, preening its feathers, occasionally glancing up at the starry sky with a serene expression.

After dinner, following Hong Lao's instructions, Gu Beiri crushed the special wound medicine into a paste and carefully applied it to the wounds and tired muscles and joints of the velvet sheep and the flying mantis.

The medicine was applied, and a comfortable warmth spread through them. The two elves closed their eyes in comfort and soon fell into a deep sleep amidst the warmth of the campfire and their exhaustion.

Gu Beiri sat by the campfire, reviewing the two battles of the day by the firelight.

Old Hong held a wooden stick and poked at the fire, sparks crackling.

"You played well today, but you also exposed a lot of problems."

Old Hong spoke slowly, his voice exceptionally clear in the quiet valley night.

"Please go on, Mr. Hong."

"Let's talk about the fluffy sheep first." He looked at the little sheep who was fast asleep and occasionally twitched its ears.

"The electrical engineering department was abandoned, leaving us somewhat at a loss."

The idea of ​​manipulating iron shot is correct, but its application is too rigid. Most of the time, it is still used as a long-range missile or a defensive wall.

The underwater sensing technique he used at the end today was very skillful, which shows that he hasn't fully developed the potential of this ability yet.

"Electromagnetic force is not just about attracting iron filings to hit people."

Old Hong was scratching at the ground with a wooden stick.

"Sensing, conducting, shaping, and even influencing magnetic fields..."

There are so many ways to play with it; you need to guide it to think more deeply, don't get stuck on those few fixed routines.

Gu Beiri nodded silently, keeping it in mind.

Indeed, the use of electromagnetic force by Rongrong Sheep is mostly limited to the intuitive level of manipulating iron sand, and there is insufficient exploration of more subtle and diverse applications.

"As for the Scyther,"

Old Hong turned his gaze to the green figure on the other side.

"The speed advantage was brought into play, and the aerial suppression was executed beautifully."

The initial combination of the demonic slash and high-speed movement was quite impressive.

He paused, his tone slightly somber: "However, it relies too much on speed and air superiority."

Once it encounters an opponent that can restrict its flight, or one whose speed is comparable to its own, or even one whose strength far surpasses its own—for example, one with a shooting ability, or one like the Old Swamp King that can alter the terrain and create gravity zones—its fighting style will easily fail.

"Upo can't fly today, and the field is relatively open, which is why it can play so smoothly."

True powerhouses won't give you such comfortable room to maneuver.

Gu Beiri felt a chill run down his spine.

Mr. Hong's points were spot on. The Scyther's current tactical system is indeed built on high speed and air superiority, which, while powerful, also has obvious weaknesses.

"Then how can we make amends?" Gu Beiri asked humbly.

"Two directions." Old Hong held up two fingers.

"First, we must make our roots even stronger."

The fixed stake on the ice is just the beginning. It needs to get used to any environment, even in the midst of fierce aerial combat or when it loses its balance, so that it can instantly adjust its center of gravity and unleash solid power.

This requires further tempering in extreme environments.

"Second, develop the ability to engage in ground or close-quarters combat. You can't be at a loss when forced to the ground or into close combat."

The combo attack skill is promising, but the technique can be refined further.

Vacuum waves aren't just for long-range harassment; enhancing cutting power by attaching to a scythe is just the basics. Could they be used to create a continuous airflow blade? Or perhaps to disrupt an opponent's balance?

Old Hong's words opened up new avenues of thought for Gu Beiri. He had been thinking about how to make the Scyther fly faster and strike more fiercely, but he had overlooked its ground combat potential and other possibilities in terms of skills as a mantis.

"Thank you for your guidance, Elder Hong." Gu Beiri expressed his heartfelt gratitude.

"It's not so much about giving pointers, just some old experience."

Old Hong waved his hand and threw the wooden stick into the fire.

"In the remaining days, I will focus on refining the two aspects of Scyther."

As for the fluffy sheep...

The deeper development of electromagnetic force requires you and your Pokémon to explore and understand it yourselves. I can only offer some direction, since I haven't raised an Electric-type Pokémon myself.

As night deepened, the campfire grew weaker.

Grandpa Hong and Grandma Hong went back to their tent to rest.

Gu Beiri added the last bit of firewood to the campfire and then crawled into his sleeping bag.

Beside me, the fluffy sheep was snoring softly, and the flying praying mantis was unconsciously opening and closing its wings slightly in its sleep.

Listening to the gentle breeze in the valley at night and the faint gurgling of the hot spring in the distance, Gu Beiri also drifted off to sleep.

Over the next few days, the training proceeded smoothly according to Mr. Hong's plan.

As expected, Old Hong began a hellish process of refining the flying mantis.

Instead of seeking out extreme environments like ice storms, he took the Flying Mantis deep into areas near the Hot Spring Valley with more complex terrain and more turbulent air currents.

Narrow rock crevices, rocky beaches eroded by waterfalls, and a steam maze created by gushing underground hot springs...

In these places, mantises are required not to rely solely on flight; they often have to use their scythes to cling to rock walls, moving, dodging, and even launching attacks in slippery, unstable, and obstructed environments.

"The feet are the foundation, and so are the hands! Every part of the body that touches the support point must be able to generate power and must be stable!"

Old Hong's reprimands often echoed among the rock walls.

The mantis slammed and crashed countless times, leaving its emerald green carapace covered in new scratches and bruises.

But it gritted its teeth, got up again and again, adjusted, and tried again.

Gradually, it no longer relied solely on its wings. It became increasingly adept at climbing, jumping, and maneuvering in extremely small spaces, and its body coordination and stability in adverse environments improved at a visible rate.

At the same time, Master Hong also began to train its close-quarters combat skills in a targeted manner.

Sometimes the opponent is the skillful airflow created by the eagle's wings, and sometimes it is an extremely tough and flexible vine target that Old Hong found from somewhere.

"Combo attacks aren't just random hacking! They need rhythm, feints, and changes in angle! Slash, parry, slash, thrust! Combine these with footwork! Imagine your opponent isn't a wooden stake, but a living being that can block and counterattack!"

Under Master Hong's almost harsh guidance, the Flying Mantis's combo attacks gradually moved beyond the realm of rapid, continuous slashes, beginning to resemble swordsmanship and becoming more cunning and difficult to defend against.

Training on vacuum waves has also been put on the agenda.

Master Hong instructed it to try to maintain the energy of the vacuum wave on the surface of the sickle for a longer period of time, forming a stable air blade, and to try to release a portion of the air blade's energy in a specific way at the moment of the slash, forming a small-scale air oscillation or cutting aftershock to interfere with the opponent.

This process is more difficult than high-speed movement, with an extremely high failure rate, but the mantises are tireless in their pursuit, excitedly swinging their scythes with every tiny bit of progress.

As for Rongrong Sheep, Gu Beiri, following Hong Lao's instructions, began to guide it to explore the mysteries of electromagnetic force.

No longer limited to manipulating readily available iron sand, Gu Beiri sought out various different substances.

For example, metal scraps of different purities, magnets, or even trying to get the sheep to sense and influence the weak electric current in the hot spring water.

"Try to sense the minerals in the water and use electromagnetic force to arrange and move them according to your wishes."

"Imagine electromagnetic force as a net that can not only capture iron filings, but also perceive more subtle things? Such as the flow of energy within the hand? Or free-floating energy particles in the environment?"

At first, the fluffy sheep was confused and often blushed when it looked at the pool or a rock.

Of course, there have also been many funny incidents, such as accidentally sucking Grandma Hong's soup spoon and sticking it to his forehead, lightly cosplaying Alakazam.