"Net-shaped Silk."
This was a test for Weedle and its Trainer; Natsuhiko focused all his attention.
"Woo!"
Weedle also felt the pressure, but as long as Natsuhiko was still in command, its backbone remained.
With its mouth opening and closing, a web woven from white silk instantly formed.
This was the result of multiple training attempts to acquire the Power Grid. Although it didn't yet cover Electric Energy, by changing the shape of the silk, its hit rate was higher and it covered a larger area.
It instantly wrapped around a flying Spearow, sticky web silk entangling its body, adhering to its feathers, greatly limiting its flying capability, forcing it to land.
Temporarily restrained one.
"Poison Needle, aim at the one on the left."
Seeing the remaining two Spearows still charge forward fearlessly, feeling the increasingly fierce howling wind approaching, Natsuhiko's hair flew wildly, but he showed no intention of backing down.
Since he accepted this task, he was prepared to face one against many.
Upon receiving the command, Weedle's reaction speed was swift.
It raised its head.
The sharp horn on top emitted a purple halo, and three Poison Needles shot out almost simultaneously, extremely fast. In addition to Spearow charging forward, in a blink of an eye, they pierced into Spearow's body.
The pained Spearow staggered and tumbled down from the sky.
Only one left!
Although Weedle used two techniques to restrict two Spearows, the time consumed also gave the last Spearow an opportunity to get closer.
Moreover, this Spearow was also very clever. It noticed that dealing with Weedle was difficult; the human's command made Weedle even harder to handle.
So it directly ignored Weedle, setting its target on the fragile human.
The sharp beak of the bird glowed with white light.
Flying Type's basic technique, Peck!
With the Pokémon's power, as long as it hit Natsuhiko, it would cause tremendous injury. If it hit a critical spot, it could even directly end Natsuhiko's life.
Natsuhiko's face was stern, intently watching the rapidly approaching Spearow.
"Woo!" Weedle cried out anxiously.
"Stay calm!" Natsuhiko said without turning his head.
Spearow's linear flight attack was the most terrifying in power, the inertia and gravity gained during flight made the destructive force of the attack considerable.
But such an attack method also had significant drawbacks.
The attack trajectory was entirely predictable.
At this moment, the advantage of long-term training with Weedle was revealed.
Natsuhiko's whole body was tense, hiding a considerable explosive power in his still very lean body.
At the moment when Spearow's attack was about to land, predicting that its target was his head, Natsuhiko suddenly crouched down.
Swoosh—
To Spearow's surprise, it grazed over Natsuhiko's head and rushed straight toward the ground behind him.
Since discovering that Pokémon in this world could attack humans, Natsuhiko had been prepared for this situation.
Training with Weedle was not just to enhance the rapport and trust with Weedle, but also to ensure he had some reaction capability when facing wild Pokémon attacks.
Although humans in this world had stronger physical constitutions due to various factors compared to the previous life, it wasn't much different in front of Pokémon.
Not everyone could be like Master Ash, receiving 100,000 Volts daily and still be lively, or like the Rocket Team trio, enduring attacks yet catching a free flight.
That's the gap in talent.
Natsuhiko couldn't do what they did, but at least he wanted to have some capability to respond.
"Finish it!"
After crouching to avoid the deadly strike from Spearow, Natsuhiko coldly stated.
Weedle's small eyes were full of anger.
It was angry that it nearly failed to protect Natsuhiko, and even angrier that Spearow showed no honor, directly targeting its Trainer.
"Woo!!" A low growl filled with anger.
Three Poison Needles shot from its head, seemingly charged with anger or perhaps its deliberate control, this time they carried a dense purple mist.
Pfft—
"Ji!!"
Accompanied by a tragic cry, three Poison Needles simultaneously pierced into Spearow's body. It had just finished an attack, its old strength gone, new strength not yet formed, with no chance to dodge.
Hiss—
The damage caused by the Poison Needles this time was much stronger.
Dark purple circles rapidly spread from where the needles entered, the corrosion from the toxin directly eroded Spearow's surface feathers, and the toxin was spreading rapidly.
Hearing the commotion, Natsuhiko glanced with some surprise at Spearow's miserable state and the still lingering anger on Weedle's face.
The Poison Ability of Weedle was significantly enhanced by its anger.
It seemed Weedle still had some potential undiscovered and untapped... This thought flashed in Natsuhiko's mind.
This way, he had a general idea of the training goals and directions moving forward.
But now was clearly not the time to focus on that.
Standing on the treetop, the Leader of the Spearow, seeing its three subordinates fail consecutively, was already preparing to act.
"Deal with the other two first."
Natsuhiko's gaze locked on the Leader of the Spearow, ready to respond at any time, while letting Weedle finish off the two Spearows previously restrained.
Weedle nodded.
Its current state was peculiar, with a surge of uncontrollable energy within, which it didn't seem to recognize, but observed keenly by Natsuhiko.
The next two rounds of Poison Needles effectively dealt with the Spearows limited on the ground.
Then its gaze fell onto the Leader of the Spearow.
Since Spearow was a General Type and Flying Type Pokémon, the damage from Insect-type Techniques would be halved, so Natsuhiko didn't let Weedle use Insect Bite.
Even though Insect Bite was Weedle's strongest technique at the moment.
Moreover, the Insect Bite technique required a close-range execution, and approaching Spearow would put Weedle at a disadvantage.
"Ji!!"
A sharper call sounded.
The Leader of the Spearow moved as it saw its remaining two subordinates about to be finished.
With gentle wing flaps, its body directly shot out.
Like a folded white light, it zigzagged a 'Z' shape in the air, with a speed evidently much faster than the previous Spearows.
"Electric Flash." Natsuhiko's heart sank as he watched this 'Z' shape.
Indeed, able to become the leader of several Spearows, it indeed had some skills.
At such speeds, Weedle's precognitive silk spinning became ineffective.
"Woo Woo!" Weedle's little eyes tracked Spearow, but its face showed some anxiety because it knew it couldn't hit Spearow at this speed.
And if Spearow got close, the first one to suffer wouldn't be it.
It would be Natsuhiko!
That's something Weedle couldn't accept.
"Don't panic, don't forget what I taught you. If you're not sure you can hit the enemy 100%, it's better to give up some opportunities that might hit but more likely won't." Natsuhiko's calm voice echoed in Weedle's ears.
"No matter how fast it is, an opening will definitely appear at the moment the attack lands. What you need to do is gather strength and seize that fleeting opportunity."