Pokemon born into a psychic family

Upon hearing Bruce's words, Mary turned her head to look, a worried expression on her face, secretly thinking of how to persuade him to change his mind.

These days, many confident high school students challenge the Torchic, but without exception, they all fail.

In mild cases, their nose turns blue and their face swells; in severe cases, muscles and bones are injured.

But fortunately, human physique in this world is much better than in the previous life, and they can fully recover after two or three days of rest.

But Mary thought, Bruce is a student from an aristocratic school after all; maybe he really has the means to capture the Torchic.

Well, anyway, it's all voluntary; even if Bruce gets hurt, he can't be blamed.

Thinking this way, Mary nodded and said, "Alright, student Bayne, you must pay attention to your safety."

Bruce nodded in response and then slowly walked toward the Torchic.

It happened that the boy who was on the ground got up. He first brushed the dust off his body, then looked at Bruce with a solemn expression and said in a deep voice,

"buddy, this Torchic is fast; you must be careful."

"Alright." Bruce nodded slightly, gazing at the small Torchic in front of him.

The Torchic might have sensed Bruce's thoughts, remaining silent with calm eyes, waiting for him to make the first move.

Bruce fixed his gaze on the Torchic's black eyes, took a deep breath, suddenly froze his gaze, and a blue light shone in his eyes.

Suddenly, an invisible confusion burst forth from Bruce's body, and the hem of his white clothes fluttered in the wind.

However, to the eyes of Mary and the boy beside her, Bruce simply stood there silently, staring at the Torchic in front of him, not making any movement.

But the next second, the Torchic suddenly opened its eyes wide and shook its head desperately, showing pain on its face.

"Chirp!"

The Torchic cried out in pain, spreading its legs and running back and forth in place, constantly shaking its head.

Mary: "???" The boy beside her stared at the scene, dumbfounded.

Watching this unfold, Bruce blinked and let out another sigh.

"Chirp..."

After a long while, the Torchic weakly cried out, then collapsed to the ground, unable to do anything, its eyes turning into circles."Not bad," Bruce murmured secretly upon seeing this.

Yes, he simply used Psychic to defeat this Torchic.

Psychic, like the abnormal ability in the Pokémon world, is only possessed by a very small number of Trainers blessed by Arceus.

And Bruce, born into a family with superpowers, naturally inherited psychic powers, and according to the grandfather of the original owner, his psychic talent is not inferior to his.

The grandfather of the original owner is a well-known Super Elite, a Psychic with unpredictable powers.

The original owner's psychic talent can be compared to him, which is very rare.

Because of this, although the original owner did not deliberately train Psychic, he still possesses quite a powerful Psychic ability.

Although it's not as broken as Sabrina's Psychic in the animation, he can see the future, teleport, strengthen Pokémon, shrink the human body, etc., but it's not difficult for him to levitate things and use Psyshock.

The means to defeat the Torchic at this moment is Psyshock.

It was as if thousands of sharp thorns pierced the Torchic's brain simultaneously, causing it to collapse, suffer a terrible headache, and lose its ability to resist.

Apparently, novice-class Pokémon cannot withstand Bruce's Psychic.

"What a perverse ability," Bruce murmured secretly, planning to develop Psychic well in the future as his greatest trump card.

Thoughts quickly passed through his mind, and Bruce turned to Mary and said calmly, "Can you handle it now?"

Mary shook her head, regained her senses, and quickly said, "Yes, of course."

At that moment, the boy beside them suddenly looked at Bruce with burning eyes. He seemed excited, looking at Bruce and saying loudly, "Student, you must be a Psychic, right?"

Bruce nodded upon hearing this.

In this world, Psychics are not a special case. There's even a place in Avalon that specializes in training Psychics.

Seeing Bruce nod, Mary suddenly agreed while the boy clenched his fists and said in a very fast tone, "Then you must be a student from the Psychic Gym in the southern city of Fairbay..."

Before Bruce could respond, the boy looked down, his face excited, and continued murmuring, "So, it turns out you really can have Psychic, no, I want to go too!"

"Yes! I also want to study at the gym!"

Immediately after, the boy quickly ran toward the exit without looking back.

In the air, the boy's voice echoed: "Student, after I become a Psychic, I will definitely repay you!"

Hearing this, the corners of Bruce's mouth twitched slightly.

What an idiotic and passionate kid!

The owner of the Psychic Gym in the southern city of Fairbay he mentioned is Bruce's father...

Immediately, Bruce took out a Luxury Ball he had prepared, pressed the button, and a red light shot out, capturing the Torchic inside it.

-Ding...ding!

Under Bruce's watchful gaze, the Luxury Ball only shook for a moment, then fell silent, obediently resting in Bruce's palm.

"Torchic, successfully captured."Bruce looked at the Luxury Ball and said quietly.

"Congratulations, student class Bayne," Mary said to Bruce with a bright smile on her face, "Next, you just need to go to the Pokémon Center to register, and then you can become an official Trainer."

Bruce held the Luxury Ball tightly in his palm, a faint smile on his face, and replied, "Alright."

Half an hour later, Pokémon Center.

"Hello, you have completed the registration; from now on, you are a Rookie Trainer."

Bruce took his trainer ID from the staff and nodded with satisfaction as he saw the beautiful portrait on the ID.

"To obtain the Advanced Trainer certification in the future, you must go to the Pokémon Association Center," the staff continued.

"Alright." Bruce nodded to show his understanding.

"This is your Pokémon; the Torchic is very healthy." Then, the staff handed him the Luxury Ball containing the Torchic.

"It's troublesome," Bruce said politely and took the Luxury Ball.

Walking to a corner, Bruce pressed the button on the Luxury Ball; a white light blossomed, and the Torchic appeared before his eyes.

"Chirp."

The Torchic looked up and saw Bruce, recalling the previous scene in its mind. Unconsciously, it took half a step back, its whole body tense, and its eyes showed vigilance.

Bruce smiled, extended his hand, and said softly, "Torchic, we will be partners in the future; please help me to be better."

"Chirp?"

The Torchic tilted its head, stared at Bruce without blinking, and watched carefully.

After a while, the Torchic cautiously stepped forward, observing Bruce's expression while rubbing its head against his palm.

"Please help me to be better."

Bruce repeated, gently stroking the Torchic's head with his hands.

"Chirp!"

This time, the Torchic finally relaxed its vigilance and nodded.