Digimon: I really didn't want to be the Digimon Emperor!

【Firewave Beast】

[Virus Type - Rock Dragon - Fire + Rock]

[Growth Period]

[Skill: Small Flame]

[Description: A Digimon made of hard, hot rock, with wings on its arms that can take flight in seconds, but it becomes exhausted after a short flight. It is very enthusiastic, and its horns and claws become hotter the more excited it gets.]

“Miniature Blaze!” the Firewave Beast’s tamer exclaimed triumphantly.

The blazing fireball blocked the little dog beast's movement route, but Cheng Yuan was prepared: "Holy Light Bullet, take it down!"

Since it can only fly for a short time, it means it can't fly well or it flies slowly, so it deserves to be a sitting duck.

Tennis-sized orbs of light flew out one after another from the chest of the puppy beast, tracing graceful arcs in the air.

The Firewave Beast crashed heavily onto the battlefield, the flames on its wings extinguished. Cheng Yuan wiped the sweat from his forehead—the entire arena had been baked too hot by the Firewave Beast's miniature flames.

"The Firewave Beast is unable to fight, and the winner is Cheng Yuan!" the referee announced loudly.

Linger applauded from the sidelines: "What a fantastic match!" He turned to the staff beside him and said, "Go get some energy drinks for Little Dog Beast, and check if he's injured."

Cheng Yuan squatted down and gently stroked the little dog's head: "Well done!" The little guy proudly raised his head, the sacred ring around his neck shimmering with a faint light.

"This is the third one today." Lin Ge walked over and handed Cheng Yuan a wet wipe. "Looks like our little devil is about to become famous."

Cheng Yuan took the wet wipe with a wry smile: "What little devil?"

“Look—” Lin Ge pointed to the students outside the arena who were beginning to receive coaching, “That’s what the new animal trainers you defeated all call you.”

Following the direction Lin Ge pointed, Cheng Yuan saw several young animal trainers gathered together discussing something, occasionally casting provocative glances at him.

“They enrolled in the club’s intensive course, with tuition starting at 100,000,” Lin Ge said in a low voice. “But now it seems they need practical experience more.”

Cheng Yuan gasped, "One hundred thousand? So many one hundred thousand, that's enough for me to spend so many attribute points..."

"What did you say?"

"It's nothing," Cheng Yuan quickly changed the subject. "Are there any matches scheduled for this afternoon?"

Lin Ge smiled mysteriously: "Of course there are. One of them is an 'old acquaintance' who wants revenge on you."

The afternoon's battleground was much more lively than the morning's. When Cheng Yuan walked in, he found that there were quite a few people sitting in the audience, most of whom were the rookie beast tamers he had defeated.

"Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river, never underestimate a young man's potential!" Wang Baole shouted fiercely from the other side of the battlefield, "Today I will definitely beat you!"

Cheng Yuan was both amused and exasperated: "What grudge do I have against you? Why are you acting like this?"

"Cutting off someone's livelihood is like killing their parents!" Wang Baole angrily accused. "My dad cut off all my allowance! He said he wouldn't give me any money if I couldn't win!"

"The other person is also a new animal trainer, why are you so far behind!" Fat Dad's voice echoed in my ears.

Cheng Yuan then realized that he had indirectly caused this rich second-generation to fall into an economic crisis.

The battle whistle blew, and the little dog beast darted out like lightning.

After two days of continuous battles, its speed has increased significantly.

As the pangolin clumsily turned around, a ball of light the size of a tennis ball whistled towards it.

The ball of light traced a strange arc in the air, bypassing the pangolin's defenses and striking it precisely in the back.

Then came the second, the third...

"What... what kind of skill is this?" Wang Baole stared in disbelief as his pangolin was surrounded by orbs of light, its clumsy body unable to keep up with the rhythm of the holy light orbs.

"Kite tactics," Lin Ge explained from the side. "Using speed advantage and ranged attacks, maintain distance and wear down the opponent."

Wang Baole: "How...how are we supposed to fight now?"

“It’s not unbreakable!” Lin Ge threw out his prepared rhetoric again. “As long as you sign up for the advanced class, you can learn the complete set of tactics to deal with the Little Demon King. The coach will provide one-on-one guidance throughout the process. If you sign up today, you will also receive a complete set of tactical breakdowns and analyses of the Little Dog Beast.”

Wang Baole: "..."

Cheng Yuan: "..."

As expected, the pangolin was quickly defeated under the barrage of holy light bullets.

Wang Baole knelt on the ground, holding the Tyrannosaurus Rex machine that had already retrieved the data from the Pangolin.

"You've improved a lot today. Maybe you'll win if you do a few more times," Cheng Yuan said, referring to the lines that Lin Ge had told him to say after each fight.

Wang Baole gritted his teeth and said to Lin Ge, "Okay, I'll buy it!" He decided to try to win over the fat mother who loved him even more.

"Hmph! You wait, I'll come back tomorrow!" Wang Baole said threateningly, then slunk away.

But I'm not free tomorrow! Cheng Yuan thought to himself, next week is Teacher Xu Xin's training session for the combat team, the theme of which is combat week.

Teacher Xu Xin has been in the intensive training class for a month. The first week focused on basic skills, the second on skills development, the third on sparring, and what will the fourth week bring? He's a little excited…

Watching Wang Baole's disheveled departure, Cheng Yuan pondered. Through two days of continuous battle training, although the intensity of each match was not particularly high, the duration was long enough. In each of these matches, the little dog beast had already applied the Holy Light Bullet better in actual combat.

Although its flight speed is not fast, it has the advantage of being able to maneuver and move like a drone, making it unpredictable. Through the battles of the past two days, the little dog beast has also realized its strengths.

Cheng Yuan received a total of 22000 yuan in the past two days, and he had already used the wealth points to upgrade his attribute points.

"It feels so good to be able to earn money every day."

"Are you coming again next weekend?" Lin Ge asked as he walked over. "They now see you as the little devil in the online game. They're all leveling up hard, determined to defeat you."

Cheng Yuan laughed: "Come on, of course I'll come." Only a fool wouldn't take advantage of such a good deal where you can make money and crush newbies at the same time.

Speaking of which, could we also promote Data Cube's purchasing agent service among these rich kids...?

"By the way," Lin Ge suddenly lowered his voice, "Xu Xin is starting his special training for matches next week, right?"

Cheng Yuan nodded: "Yes, the third week is a battle-themed week."

“Interesting,” Ling smiled meaningfully. “I look forward to seeing how you perform in the special training.”

As night falls, the city lights gradually illuminate the night. But in some shadowy corners, darkness is quietly spreading...

Deep within the abandoned factory, Devimon spread its enormous bat wings, its scarlet eyes gleaming in the darkness.

It raised its sharp claws and slashed a line through the air.

One by one, small Devimon flew out of the crack, their bright red claws plunging into the iron can mixed with black oil, pulling out jet-black gears that exuded an ominous aura.

“Go, my children,” Devimon’s voice was as harsh as the scraping of metal, “let the seeds of darkness take root and sprout in this city.”

In the park, a small Devimon in a dark corner throws a small dart, stunning a stray Gearmon, and then merges the Dark Gear into its body.

In a dark alley corner, a Squeakmon was also implanted into the Dark Gear by Impmon.

Similar scenes are playing out across the city. Although the Animal Trainers Association's surveillance network is tight, there are always gaps that the sun doesn't shine through.

Devimon targets lone Digimon. Once the Dark Gear is implanted, it slowly erodes the host's mind, eventually turning them into Devimon's puppet.

Devimon closed its eyes, sensing the network established through the Dark Gears, a network that would become its eyes in this city.

Suddenly, it frowned—the Dark Gear implanted into that domesticated Digimon a week ago was still dormant?

"Strange..." Devimon muttered to himself, "Why hasn't it erupted yet?"

Its original plan was for this Digimon to gradually lose its emotions, eventually betraying its tamer and even killing it. Even if it didn't kill the tamer, it would plunge the tamer into despair!

It tried to sense the state of the Digimon through the Dark Gear, but only felt a warm and pure energy that firmly suppressed the dark energy.

It was familiar with this energy—the power of the divine.

“Interesting…” Devimon’s lips twisted into a ferocious smile. “It seems there are still targets in this city worth my personal attention.”

Meanwhile, Cheng Yuan was carrying his sleeping puppy on his way home.

The little guy had used up a lot of energy today and was now curled up in his arms, snoring softly.

Chapter 28 Anti-Routine Teaching

On Monday morning, the atmosphere in the elite class was more somber than usual. When Cheng Yuan walked in carrying the little dog, he immediately noticed that there were five new faces in the class—the students who had performed poorly in developing skills last week had been ruthlessly eliminated.

"Woof?" The puppy-like Digimon tilted its head, curiously examining the new Digimon.

"Stop looking," Cheng Yuan rubbed its little head, "If you keep looking, people will think you're trying to collect protection money."

"Everyone assemble!" Xu Xin's voice slammed into the ground like a hammer, and the students in the top class immediately fell silent and stood at attention.

The little dog jumped off Cheng Yuan's shoulder and sat up straight, mimicking a human.

Xu Xin asked the class representative to step forward, and Cheng Yuan and Xiao Gou Shou stepped forward together and stood at the front.

"Week 3, battle training." Xu Xin swiped his finger across the holographic screen, projecting a Digimon type matchup chart. "The type matchup has already been covered in our academic class. Today we'll talk about tactical combinations and counter-strategies."

His sharp gaze swept across the room: "For example, the kite tactic consisting of ranged attacks and high-speed movement—" He glanced meaningfully at Cheng Yuan, "Who can crack it? A good answer will get extra points this week."

Kang Zhaodi was the first to raise his hand, and the pangolin was rubbing its hands together at his feet.

Just when everyone thought this big guy was going to say he'd "tough it out" with his heavy defenses, he made a surprising statement: "The pangolin can burrow underground! That way, the holy light bullets won't hit it, and it can even launch a surprise attack on the beast tamer from underground!"

"Good heavens!" Cheng Yuan's eyes widened. "Big guy, when did you learn to fight with your brain?"

Zhao Lu raised her hand: "Lightning Ball blasts, plus gear-shaped flying saw interception." Her gear beast cooperated by turning its saw teeth with a "click-clack" sound.

The tamer of the flower beast was not to be outdone: "Spray poison gas to control the area!"

"Slap it back with special vines coated with an energy-blocking layer!" Baloo's tamer waved his arm.

The students chattered excitedly, coming up with all sorts of creative ideas. Some suggested using rolling stones to deflect the holy light projectiles, others planned to use flames to block movement, and still others even came up with a solution using mirrors to reflect the projectiles.

Although it might not be correct, Xu Xin still smiled, quite satisfied that everyone was willing to use their brains.

Cheng Yuan gritted his teeth: "The ship of friendship capsized so easily!" So, for the past two days, the whole class had been using him as a hypothetical enemy to figure out how to break the spell?

“Tactics aren’t just about skill combinations,” Xu Xin tapped the holographic screen, “but also about observing the opponent’s attributes, skills, and durability to adapt to the situation.” He suddenly looked at Cheng Yuan, “Class representative, how many Holy Light Bullets can you control at the same time?”

Cheng Yuan's heart skipped a beat. He was using me as a teaching aid again. "Currently... 3?"

"There will be a skill cooldown period after using four Holy Light Bullets." Xu Xin pointed out his little scheme incisively. "Predicting the trajectory, dodging, and then counterattacking is also a way to counter this. Feints are very important here. For example—"

He looked at Kang Zhaodi and said, “Your Pangolin Earth-Splitting Claw skill has a pre-animation animation of swinging your claw to gather energy, right? If you pretend to be a ‘rolling stone’ before a lunge while gathering energy, your opponent might misjudge and think it’s a straight-line attack when it’s actually a fan-shaped attack.”

Kang Zhao scratched his head: "But the two pre-animation movements are different."

“So we need to train muscle memory.” Xu Xin tapped the holographic screen and pulled up a video. “Watch carefully, this is a recording of my Agumon vs. Gabumon battle from last year.”

"It thought I was going to use Mach-Lian Spike, but it turned out that I had Agumon throw sand, which successfully caused Gabumon to temporarily lose its sight. In the end, a simple fireball ended the battle."

The students were completely silent. This wasn't tactical; it was clearly cheating!

“This is called information asymmetry,” Cheng Yuan said thoughtfully. “Using feints to create cognitive bias.”

“That’s right!” Xu Xin nodded in satisfaction. “Alright, everyone practice your ideas, and then try them one by one to see who can truly break the kite tactic of the little dog beast. Class representative, you’ll have to work hard as a sparring partner. While you’re at it, think about how to improve the tactics and create more tactics. Don’t put all your eggs in one basket.”

"From now on, if we can successfully break through or maintain a stalemate with the puppy-beast kiting tactic, we will advance directly this week."

As a result, Cheng Yuan faced a full day of relentless challenges.

The first match was against Wang Wei's Hedgehog Beast.

This guy clearly didn't believe in superstitions and spent the weekend studying kite tactics. He started by attacking the puppy beast with Flashy Needle Hair, and then ran to increase his speed.

The idea is to use kite tactics against kite tactics.

The little dog quickly caught up, and a blinding light appeared in front of it as four holy light bullets roared out—

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The hedgehog fell to the ground with a thud, smoke still rising from its body.

"That's it?" Cheng Yuan raised an eyebrow. "I thought you had learned something from someone else."

Wang Wei cried out with a long face, "I've been practicing for two days!"

The second match was against Kang Zhaodi's pangolin. The big guy smiled憨厚ly: "Class representative, sorry." Then the pangolin dove into the ground, and the training ground was instantly filled with dust.

"Whack-a-mole tactics?" Cheng Yuan's lips twitched. "You call this 'sorry'? Watch how I beat the whack-a-mole!"

The ground suddenly bulged up, and the pangolin burst out of the earth! At the critical moment, the little dog beast dodged and then released a holy light bullet, but the pangolin burrowed back into the ground, and the holy light bullet hit the mound without any effect.

"Hehe, is my whack-a-mole technique any good?" Kang Zhaodi scratched his head with a simple and honest expression.

Xu Xin clapped, "Kang Zhaodi advances!"

Next up was Zhao Lu's Gear Beast: "Cheng Yuan, watch out!" Before she finished speaking, the Gear Beast had already deployed its modified high-voltage electric shock device, with dense lightning balls forming an electric grid.

The mechanical body, modified by high voltage, crackled with electricity. With a lightning ball in its left hand and a gear-driven saw in its right, it managed to fight the holy light bullets to a standstill.