What does it mean when a pet evolves incorrectly?

The first day after defeating Zhou Ming.

Yunqi Villa.

Lin Chen arrived at Zhou Ming's house promptly at seven o'clock. The latter had been waiting at the training ground for a long time. As soon as he saw Lin Chen, he couldn't wait to shout, "Come on, let's have a match!"

Lin Chen nodded: "Will today's focus be on training and sparring, or on actual combat?"

Without hesitation, Zhou Ming declared, "Fight with all your might!"

He paused, then a confident smile gradually spread across his face: "I reviewed the game last night. While your Flameclaw Beast is strong enough, it's not without weaknesses."

After reviewing the game tonight, he attributed his defeat to his underestimation of Lin Chen and his lack of clarity regarding the Flame Claw Beast's strength.

Today he will go all out, change his tactics, and win Lin Chen's approval with a resounding victory, eventually taking him under his wing!

"唳~"

The Fiery Eagle, hovering low in the sky, raised its head and cried out, its wings whipping up whistling air currents, exuding a menacing aura.

One person, one pet – a testament to confidence.

Lin Chen suddenly felt curious.

What are the weaknesses of the Flameclaw Beast?

But when he cast a curious glance at him, Zhou Ming smiled mysteriously and said, "You'll find out soon enough."

After three minutes,

Zhou Ming stared blankly at the unconscious Flame Eagle lying on the ground, muttering to himself, "No, no, this isn't what I expected."

"How come your Flameclaw Beast has mastered intermediate skills?"

"This is not scientifically sound!"

Lin Chen looked at the Flameclaw Beast standing there yawning and couldn't help but chuckle.

Zhou Ming was indeed much more serious than last night. He and Flame Eagle both gave it their all, and even changed their tactics—using Flame Eagle's air superiority to constantly harass and wear down Flame Claw Beast, continuously suppressing its condition.

But he didn't expect that the Flameclaw Beast had mastered the intermediate skill - Small Blast.

After a small explosion, the Flame Eagle could only dodge and hide until the Flame Claw Beast seized an opening and defeated it.

"I refuse to believe it!"

"Again!"

Young Master Zhou's mental resilience was beyond imagination. After his first failure, he quickly regrouped, rekindled his fighting spirit, and began his second challenge with the Flaming Eagle, which had recovered from its injuries.

Two minutes later,

"Hey!"

With a mournful cry, the Flaming Eagle crashed to the ground like a kite with a broken string, falling into a coma.

Zhou Ming fell silent.

After half an hour,

Looking at the Flaming Eagle, which had fallen into a coma for the third time, Zhou Ming suddenly burst out laughing: "Hehehe."

Lin Chen sensed something was wrong.

Oh no, we made Young Master Zhou laugh!

After three battles, even with medicine and energy cubes to heal its injuries, Flamehawk was still exhausted and needed more time to rest.

While his pet was resting, Zhou Ming stared intently at Lin Chen beside him, scrutinizing him from head to toe.

Only when that burning gaze made Lin Chen's scalp tingle did he slowly look away: "Brother, how exactly did you raise this Flameclaw Beast?"

In terms of talent, his Flame Eagle was carefully selected by his father. It has an extremely high bloodline and great potential. It is among the top level of the same extraordinary level, far superior to the Flame Claw Beast, whose racial level is only middle extraordinary.

In terms of resources, the Flamehawk uses more resources every day than Lin Chen earns in a month. In Lin Chen's eyes, the high-quality energy cubes are unattainable, so the Flamehawk eats them like snacks.

In terms of individual achievements, he and Lin Chen are similar, their command skills are not significantly different, and he even possesses a great deal of valuable knowledge.

However, there was a significant difference in combat power between the two pets, and every battle ended in a crushing defeat.

Where exactly did the problem go wrong?

He scratched his head vigorously, but couldn't figure out the answer to the question.

Lin Chen thought about it seriously for a moment, then turned and patted the Flameclaw Beast on the shoulder: "Maybe it's because this guy is a genius."

The Flameclaw Beast stood with its paws on its hips, head held high: "Gagu!"

That's right!

He's a genius!

Seeing the Flameclaw Beast's smug look, Lin Chen's eyelids twitched, and he quickly added, "Add a little bit of effort."

"Oh, I see." Zhou Ming nodded thoughtfully.

My own Flame Eagle must also be a genius. If that's the case, could it be that they haven't worked hard enough?

That's true. Flamehawk's daily training time is only eight hours at most, which is far less than what I did in high school.

"I was still too lax."

He muttered to himself, then looked up at Lin Chen, his fighting spirit high, "Please train us as much as you like!"

Lin Chen: "..."

Zhou Ming's expression was serious as he spoke in a deep voice: "The Young Eagle Cup is about to begin, and I must seize the time to train and strive for a good result."

For him, the path to success had long been clear:

First, accumulate enough practical experience through the Young Eagle Cup and strive to achieve good results, so as to show your face in front of those big shots and lay a solid foundation for your future development.

The experience gained from the Young Eagle Cup will also be helpful for the upcoming university competition, especially the crucial freshman competition.

If you get ahead quickly, you'll stay ahead; but if you slack off, you'll be left far behind by your peers.

Lin Chen looked at the spirited Zhou Ming with some curiosity: "Is the competition in the Young Eagle Cup very fierce?"

"Very intense."

Zhou Ming nodded: "Most graduates will participate."

At this point, he paid special attention to Lin Chen's reaction, and only continued after seeing that Lin Chen's expression remained normal:

"Although the vast majority of graduates will be eliminated in the preliminary rounds, there are many strong contenders, even among us..."

He glanced at Lin Chen, who was listening intently, and pursed his lips: "Even I have to take this seriously, or I'll lose if I'm not careful."

Lin Chen listened intently and casually stroked the Pineapple in his arms.

Zhou Ming continued, "Almost everyone in our group participates, and they are all very capable."

"Especially Su Qingyuan."

"Su Qingyuan?" Lin Chen raised an eyebrow.

"Yes." Zhou Ming nodded, raising his eyelids as if recalling something. "I ran into her at the battle club a few days ago and we had a match."

"Her command style is too experienced. I always feel that I have flaws everywhere in front of her and have no room to fight back."

"Hmm, facing her is like facing an elite trainer whose command level far surpasses ours. All your thoughts are transparent in front of her."

"If it were her, she would definitely make it to the finals, and might even become the champion."

Lin Chen was surprised by Zhou Ming's high praise for Su Qingyuan.

He has only met Li Heng and Zhou Ming, two beast tamers of the same age, and knows nothing about the others.

However, given Zhou Ming's strength, he is definitely among the top tier of beast tamers of the same age. Even he speaks highly of Su Qingyuan, so one can imagine how strong the latter is.

Zhou Ming continued, "And there's Lü Yang from No. 2 Middle School, and Bai Feng from No. 4 Middle School; as far as I know, they're both very strong..."

After saying that, he looked up and sighed, filled with emotion: "Each one is stronger than the last, each one more stubborn than the last."

Lin Chen's expression remained unchanged.

The intensity of the Young Eagle Cup has nothing to do with him.

"but."

Zhou Ming changed the subject, his eyes sharp: "I think your strength is no less than theirs. With your help in training, my progress will definitely be very fast."

"If, I mean if."

He stared intently at Lin Chen, his voice seductive: "If I make it to the finals, I'll give you this amount."

He held up one finger: "Ten thousand."

Lin Chen felt his heart skip a beat and instinctively hugged the Satsuki dog in his arms tighter.

"Eek~"

The dog let out a soft snort.

"If I could become the champion..."

Zhou Ming held up three fingers.

Lin Chen suddenly stood up, his face serious: "Let's go, we should start training."

He didn't care about the rewards or anything; his main goal was to help Zhou Ming achieve his championship dream.

Zhou Ming smiled: "Okay, with your help, I'm sure I'll get good results!"