Chapter Ninety-Three: Coach, I Want to Learn to Fly

Is one sheet of paper not enough to write on?

Vice Principal Wang could no longer hold back. He snatched up the page, already crammed with writing, and the more he looked, the worse his expression became. He spread it flat on the coffee table, tapped it with a finger, and said angrily, “You’re asking for far too much! And what does any of this have to do with your competition?”

“Well, strictly speaking, it all has something to do with the competition.”

“This PS8 game console has something to do with the competition too?”

“It helps both body and mind. I’ve been really exhausted lately, so playing a bit of games can help me unwind.”

“And this luxury custom plush toy?”

“That’s for Ralts. She’s been tired too, and she needs to relax.”

“And these vouchers for the Phoenix Restaurant?”

“Ralts and I both need to eat something good and replenish our nutrition.”

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Vice Principal Wang finally exploded. “Why don’t you just say you want us to buy you a whole new house while you’re at it?”

Tang Yi’s eyes lit up. “Could we? Would that be going too far?”

The principal was feeling very tired now.

Fine. Every request on the first sheet was rejected. Tang Yi asked for another page and filled it again in ten minutes.

When Vice Principal Wang took it and looked it over, his expression improved considerably.

Compared with the outrageous demands on the first sheet, the second one was much more normal.

They were mostly things like psychic nutrition supplements, speed boosters, and various other nutritional aids. Tang Yi had not made any outrageous demands in any one category, but when all of them were added together, the total was still a considerable sum.

He was asking for quite a lot.

After the nonsense on the first sheet, Vice Principal Wang’s tolerance had risen a great deal, though he still felt that something was odd.

This kid had finished writing so quickly. Could it be that he had prepared it long ago and been waiting for him?

Tang Yi really had made the plan early on.

Nutritional potions were beneficial to the fairy girl, even if only as support. Tang Yi had long ago thought about buying some training potions for psychic and mental enhancement, but had held off because the price was not cheap.

This list was probably worth nearly ten thousand yuan in total.

That was not necessarily too much, because if they were to buy truly higher-quality, better-known brands, the price could easily be several times, even more than ten times, higher. But if one said it was little, then a sum of more than ten thousand yuan certainly could not be considered small either.

Vice Principal Wang gradually grew serious as well. After much thought, he only gave a bureaucratic reply: “I’ll need to go back and discuss this further with the leaders.”

Tang Yi did not mind. These things were only auxiliary after all. If they could be obtained, all the better. If not, it would not have a huge impact on the result of the finals a week later.

As for anything else, Tang Yi had no demands.

Although he could not help but feel a little anticipation for the third week of competition, his training plan would not change because of it. He only needed to keep doing his own work methodically.

Training for obstacle teleportation was still continuing, and the battle with Bellsprout had made Tang Yi feel that there was still some room for improvement in Ralts’s teleportation.

Besides that, Tang Yi had come up with another idea.

He specially borrowed several large, thick mats from the school’s athletics department. These were originally used for high jump. He spread them out across the field and stacked at least two layers on each one, ensuring that no matter how one fell onto them, nothing would happen.

Tang Yi asked Ralts to teleport into the air. Teleportation itself was no longer difficult for the girl; the challenge was that she had to overcome the fear of suddenly appearing in midair.

Li Yaowen continued to fulfill his role as coach. Recently he had been especially enthusiastic, because if Tang Yi were eliminated as well, his temporary job would also come to an end.

Li Yaowen raised an objection to this: “I understand what you’re thinking. Teleporting into the air and attacking the enemy does give a clear high-altitude advantage, but Ralts is not a flying-type spirit beast. It’s too dangerous.”

“I know. Teleporting into the air would leave no time for her to do anything else,” Tang Yi said. He was not speaking casually; he had analyzed it carefully.

Tang Yi had calculated that Ralts’s current maximum teleportation range was about four to five meters, and it would be difficult to improve that level in the short term.

Meanwhile, Ralts’s falling speed from midair was roughly more than four meters in the first second.

Unless Ralts had a greater teleportation range, or each teleport could be compressed to around half a second, this would remain an extremely dangerous thing to do.

Tang Yi would not let Ralts take risks.

So what he intended to do was actually something else. After explaining his idea in detail to Li Yaowen, the veteran coach was also stunned by Tang Yi’s wild imagination.

Simply put, it was a simplified version of flight training.

Ralts would use teleportation to lift herself into the air first, then maintain a floating posture with telekinesis, and then move through the air by teleporting.

Li Yaowen chose his words carefully. “Psychic-type spirit girls do indeed possess a certain degree of flight ability, but forgive me for speaking plainly: the ones I know who can fly generally only begin this training after mastering the skill of psychic force.”

After mastering psychic force, a psychic girl can use psychic energy to control her own body and float, directly moving through the air. But this is an extremely difficult form of training.

With Ralts’s telekinesis, she could not possibly drift into the air on her own; she would most likely fall halfway.

But if she only needed to maintain one posture without moving, then as long as the duration was not too long, her abundant mental power beneath that reserved temperament would still barely be enough.

Tang Yi sighed. “That’s why I said it’s a simplified flight training method. Coach, do you think it’s feasible?”

Ideas were one thing, but Tang Yi would not rashly begin training before the idea had been approved by a professional trainer.

However, Li Yaowen was even more cautious than he was. He was only a temporary coach, and after next week’s competition, his job might well expire too.

Although over these past days he had come to hope that these students would achieve excellent results in the selection tournament, he did not want to take on additional risks because of that.

“I’m sorry,” Li Yaowen said tactfully. “I’m afraid this exceeds my area of guidance. My main specialization isn’t psychic types either. Your idea is a good one, but with my ability, I can’t verify whether this plan is feasible or not.”

To put it more directly, Li Yaowen was telling him: sorry, my abilities are insufficient, and I can’t help you evaluate or improve this ingenious notion.

Tang Yi was somewhat disappointed, but still unwilling to give up. “Then who do you think might be able to offer some advice?”

Li Yaowen very much wanted to complain that he was just a temporary worker, how would he know who could?

But as a professional coach, he certainly could not say that aloud. So he gave an evasive answer: “The technical requirements for flight training of psychic-type spirit beasts are always very high. A trainer with low skill definitely won’t do. They’d also need experience in raising psychic spirit beasts...”

Tang Yi tested the waters. “Then would a trainer at world-champion level be enough?”

Li Yaowen could not help but chuckle. “A champion would certainly be enough.”

What a silly child. How many champions are there in the whole world? It’s not as if you can just reach out and grab one from the roadside. As if knowing one were something you could simply say.

Admit it, gang.