Elf: Rewriting the script, starting with Black Stocking Hanako

After everything was resolved, Jiang Chuan did not rush to leave.

Instead, they stayed for two more days.

The goal is to help the beauty-conscious Abby Lang adjust his state and get back on track.

After all, he has the potential of a Heavenly King; following Fan Douqian before was a waste of his potential.

Jiang Chuan glanced at Abby Lang standing in the courtyard.

The Hitmonlee was playing with Pikachu and the others, and seemed to be in good condition, but Jiang Chuan could tell that it was still very weak.

His fighting skills are crude; he doesn't know any elemental punches, and his level is only in his early twenties.

"Aimei, let me train Abilang for you today," Jiang Chuan said.

Aimei paused for a moment, then her eyes lit up.

"real?"

"Hmm." Jiang Chuan nodded. "I took a look. Abiro's basics are pretty good, but he was trained haphazardly by Shan Dou before, and a lot of things have gone wrong. I'll help you correct them."

"Let me briefly correct you, you're more professional than me in combat."

"It mainly helps improve other abilities."

"Thank you!" Aimi was so happy she almost jumped for joy.

Just do it.

Jiang Chuan called Aibilang to the middle of the yard and began to observe its movements.

Hitler assumed a fighting stance, clenching his fists and focusing his gaze.

"Show me your punch," Jiang Chuan said.

Aibi Lang quickly unleashed a combination of punches, which were fast and powerful, but Jiang Chuan frowned.

"stop."

Abiro stopped and looked at him with a puzzled expression.

"There's something wrong with your punching technique." Jiang Chuan walked over and patted Abilang's arm.

"When you throw a punch, your waist should rotate along with it; you can't just rely on the power of your arm. If you throw like that, you're wasting at least 30% of your power."

Abilang nodded thoughtfully.

Jiang Chuan personally demonstrated the movements, and then had Aibilang follow along.

Abiro learned quickly and mastered the technique after a few tries.

"Let's try again and see if we can unleash a Flame Fist."

Hitler was stunned for a moment. Fan Fighter completely ignored the elemental punches and only cared about fighting.

So Hitler simply doesn't know how.

Jiang Chuan noticed Ai Bilang's predicament.

"Have you never practiced elemental fist techniques before?"

Abiro lowered his head and nodded somewhat shyly.

That guy, Fanto, doesn't know how to train Fighting-type Pokémon at all; all he does is let Hitmonlee do brute force.

"It's okay, we'll start practicing from the beginning."

Jiang Chuan patted Hitmonlee on the shoulder and released Charizard.

"Charmeleon, teach Hitmonchan how to condense flames."

Charmeleon nodded, walked up to Hitmonlee, and began its lesson.

It slowly demonstrated the process of flame condensation, from energy mobilization to flame release, with each step meticulously executed.

Abiro watched intently and then tried to do it.

At first, it didn't work; the flames would go out as soon as they appeared.

But Charmeleon was very patient and taught him again and again.

After practicing for about an hour, Hitler finally managed to unleash a complete Flame Punch.

Although the flames weren't strong enough, at least it was a success.

"Okay! Keep practicing!" Jiang Chuan encouraged.

Next up is the Thunder Fist.

Pikachu will teach this.

Pikachu jumped onto Hitmonlee's shoulder, its little paws crackling with electricity.

Pikachu Pikachu~

It grabbed Abilang's hand with its little paws and taught it how to control the electricity.

Abby was shocked several times, and its fur stood on end, but it gritted its teeth and persevered.

By the afternoon, Hitler had finally mastered the Thunder Fist.

Then comes the Freeze Punch.

Jiangchuan doesn't have anyone who knows how to do this right now, but Jiangchuan has a solution.

He had Hitmonlee watch Pikachu and the others train, then went through the Pokédex and explained the basics of Ice Punch to Hitmonlee.

Hitler has a high level of comprehension, after all, he has the potential of a King-level player, and he understood it after listening to it twice.

After practicing a few times, a cold, chilling aura emanated from my fist.

Jiang Chuan then instructed him to practice more.

"Starting tomorrow, Pikachu and the others will give you practical combat training."

Abhiron nodded excitedly, his eyes full of fighting spirit.

………………

The special training began early the next morning.

First up is Pikachu.

Pikachu is incredibly fast; Hitmonchan simply can't keep up.

"Pikachu Pikachu~"

Pikachu ran around in the yard, moving as fast as a yellow lightning bolt.

Hitmonlee chased after Pikachu for ages, but couldn't even touch a hair on it.

"Don't just chase it, predict its movements!" Jiang Chuan instructed from the side.

Hitmonchan calmed down and carefully observed Pikachu's movement patterns.

Then he threw a punch!

That punch landed!

Although Pikachu dodged in time, the force of the punch grazed its ear.

"Pikachu!"

Pikachu got excited and went even faster.

Next up is Incineroar.

Incineroar's fighting style is completely different from Hitmonlee's; it is ferocious, ruthless, and unreasonable.

Incineroar charged forward and launched a fierce attack, each punch landing squarely, forcing Hitmonlee to retreat step by step.

"Don't retreat! Push forward!" Jiang Chuan shouted.

Hitmonlee gritted his teeth and took the hit from Infernape, then retaliated.

He punched the fiery monkey in the stomach.

The fiery monkey was knocked back two steps, then became even more excited, roaring as it charged forward again.

Finally, there's Charmeleon.

Charmeleon has a more flexible fighting style, with claw strikes, tail sweeps, and flame breaths, each move deadly.

Hitmonlee was beaten to a pulp by Charizard, but it never gave up.

Every time it was knocked down, it would get up and continue fighting.

After practicing like this for two days, Hitler's progress was clearly visible.

Your level has reached level 30, officially entering the elite level!

He has also fully mastered elemental punches, using Fire Punch, Lightning Punch, and Ice Punch with unparalleled skill.

His fighting skills have been completely transformed; his punches are powerful, his dodges are agile, and his reaction speed has improved significantly.

That evening, Aimei looked at the completely transformed Abby and said, "Thank you, Jiang Chuan."

She leaned against Jiang Chuan's chest, her voice slightly choked.

"If it weren't for you, Abiron might have remained the same forever."

"What are you thanking me for? You're one of my people, isn't it only right that I help you?" Jiang Chuan patted her hair.

Aimei raised her head, her eyes filled with tenderness.

"Then I should thank you too."

She stood on tiptoe and kissed Jiang Chuan on the cheek, lingering for a long time, unwilling to part...

Two days passed quickly.

On the morning of the third day, Jiang Chuan packed his luggage and prepared to continue his journey of cultivation.

Hanako and Kasumi were ready and waiting at the door.

Aimei stood at the door, her eyes red, clearly reluctant to leave.

Jiang Chuan took a card out of his pocket and handed it to Ai Mei.

"Here, take this."

"What?" Aimi was stunned for a moment.

"The prize money is 250,000," Jiang Chuan said. "You can use it to renovate the dojo."

Ai Mei's expression changed, and she quickly waved her hand.

"No, no! This is your winnings, I can't accept it!"

"Being your woman is enough for me." She lowered her head, her voice trailing off. "How could I possibly take your money again..."

Jiang Chuan smiled and reached out to touch her face.

"You said yourself that you're one of my people, so you absolutely have to keep this money."

Aimei was stunned.

Jiang Chuan continued to explain, his voice calm but earnest.

"Since I'm the man of the house, isn't this Fighting Spirit Dojo our shared business in the future?"

"Why can't I invest in my family business?"

"Do you consider me an outsider?"

"No! No!" Aimi hurriedly shook her head, her voice urgent, "You're not an outsider, you're my... most beloved man~"

She spoke the last sentence softly and gently, and blushed as soon as she finished speaking.

A burst of maternal laughter came from behind.

Hanako and Kasumi appeared at the doorway at some point, covering their mouths and laughing so hard their eyes were squinting.