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 constructed of hard, scorching rock. It has wings on its arms and can take flight in seconds, but exhaustion occurs after short periods of flight. It is extremely enthusiastic; the more excited it becomes, the hotter its horns and claws get.]

"Miniature Blaze!" the Firewave Beast's tamer exclaimed triumphantly.

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

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

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

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

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

Linger clapped from the sidelines: "What a great match!" He turned to the staff beside him and said, "Go and prepare an energy drink for the little dog, and check if it'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 halo around his neck shimmering slightly.

"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 tamers you defeated call you.”

Following the direction of Ling Ge's finger, Cheng Yuan saw several young animal trainers gathered together discussing something, occasionally casting provocative glances at him.

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

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 battle arena was much more lively in the afternoon than in the morning. When Cheng Yuan walked in, he found that the audience was watching the battle and the new beast trainers were all there.

"Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river, never underestimate a young man's potential!" Wang Baole stood at the other end of the arena and shouted with great momentum, "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 accused indignantly. "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 much worse!" Fat Dad's voice lingered 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 puppy 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 roared towards it.

The ball of light drew 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 bullets.

“Kite tactics,” Lin Ge explained from the side, “using speed advantage and long-range attacks to maintain distance and wear down the opponent.”

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

“It’s not unbreakable!” Lin Ge threw out his prepared rhetoric again, “As long as you sign up for the advanced intensive class, you can learn the complete set of tactics for dealing with the Little Demon King, with one-on-one guidance from the coach throughout the process. If you sign up today, you will also receive a complete set of tactics breakdown and analysis for 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 that had already retrieved the Pangolin data.

"You've improved a lot today. Maybe you'll win if you try a few more times," Cheng Yuan said, referring to the lines 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 his fat mother, who doted on him even more.

"Hmph! You wait, I'll come back tomorrow!" Wang Baole said threateningly and 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 department, the theme 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, and the third on competition. 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 training battles, although the intensity of each match was not particularly high, the duration was long enough. In these matches, Xiaogoushou 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 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 king in the online game. They're all leveling up with all their might, vowing 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 that allows you to make money and also bully newbies.

Speaking of which, could we also promote the buying and selling of Data Cube among these rich kids...?

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

Cheng Yuan nodded: "Yes, the third week is about battles."

“Interesting,” Lin Ge 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, a demon beast spread its enormous bat wings, its scarlet eyes gleaming in the darkness.

It raised its sharp claws and slashed a crack in the air.

Small demonic beasts flew out from 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,” the demon’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 demon beast in a dark corner throws a small dart, stunning a stray gear beast, and then merges the Dark Gear into its body.

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

Similar scenes are playing out across the city. Although the animal trainers' association's surveillance network is tight, there are always gaps where the light doesn't reach.

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

The monster closed its eyes, sensing the network built through the dark gears, a network that would become its eyes in the city.

Suddenly, it frowned—the dark gear that had been implanted into the domesticated Digimon a week ago was still dormant?

“Strange…” the demon beast muttered to itself, “Why hasn’t it erupted yet?”

Its original plan was for the 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 Digimon's condition through the Dark Gears, but only felt a warm and pure energy that firmly suppressed the dark energy.

This energy was familiar to him—the power of the divine.

“Interesting…” The demon beast’s lips twisted into a grotesque 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 curled up in his arms, snoring softly.

Chapter 28 Anti-Routine Teaching

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

"Woof?" The little dog 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 charge protection fees."

"Everyone assemble!" Xu Xin's voice slammed into the ground like a heavy hammer, and the students in the intensive 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 the little dog beast stepped forward together and stood in front.

“Week 3, PvP training.” Xu Xin swiped his finger across the holographic screen, projecting a chart of Digimon type matchups. “The type matchup teacher has already covered that in class. Today we’ll talk about tactical combinations and counter-strategies.”

His sharp gaze swept across the entire room: "For example, kite tactics consisting of long-range 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 Pangolin was rubbing its hands together at his feet, eager to fight.

Just when everyone thought this behemoth was going to "tough it out" with its heavy armor, it made a surprising statement: "The pangolin can dig underground! That way, the holy light bullets can't hit it, and it can even launch a surprise attack on the beast tamer from underground!"

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

Zhao Lu raised her hand: "Lightning Ball to counter, plus Gear Flying Saw to intercept." Her Gear Beast cooperated by turning its saw teeth with a "click-clack" sound.

The Flower Beast's trainer retorted, "Spray poison gas to control the area!"

"Slap it back with special vines coated with an energy barrier!" Baloo's tamer waved his arms.

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 their movement, and still others even came up with a plan to use 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 capsizes so easily!" So, for the past two days, the whole class has been using him as a hypothetical enemy to figure out how to break his tactics?

“Tactics are not just about skill combinations,” Xu Xin tapped the holographic screen, “but also about observing the opponent’s attributes, skills, and durability to adapt to changing situations.” 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 four Holy Light Bullets,” Xu Xin pointedly exposed his little scheme. “Predicting the trajectory, dodging, and then counterattacking is also a way to counter it. Feints are very important here. For example—”

He looked at Kang Zhaodi and said, “Your Pangolin Earth Claw skill’s forward swing motion is to gather energy with your claws, right? If you pretend to be a ‘Rolling Stone’ when you gather energy with your claws, your opponent might misjudge it and think it’s a straight line attack, when it’s actually a fan-shaped attack.”

Kang Zhao scratched his head: "But the two forward rocking movements are different."

“So you need to train your 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 last year.”

"It thought I was going to use Machlian Spike, but actually I had Agumon throw sand, which successfully blinded Gabumon temporarily, and then a simple fireball ended the battle."

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

“This is called information asymmetry,” Cheng Yuan said thoughtfully. “It’s about creating cognitive bias by using deception.”

“That’s right!” Xu Xin nodded in satisfaction. “Alright, everyone practice your ideas, then try them out one by one and see who can truly crack the Little Dog Beast’s kite tactics. Class representative, you’ll have to work hard as a sparring partner, and while you’re at it, think carefully 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 crack or hold off the Puppy Beast Kite tactic, we'll advance directly this week."

Thus, Cheng Yuan was faced with a full day of wheel-wheel battles.

The first match was against Wang Wei's Hedgehog.

This guy clearly didn't believe in superstitions and did some research on kite tactics over the weekend. He started by attacking the dog-like beast with Flashy Hair and then ran to increase his speed.

The idea is to use kite tactics against kite tactics.

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

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The hedgehog collapsed to the ground, 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 mournful 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, I'm sorry." Then the pangolin dove into the ground, and dust immediately flew up from the training ground.

"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 last second, the Puppy Beast dodged and 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, "Kangzhao Di has been promoted!"

Next up was Zhao Lu's Gearmon: "Cheng Yuan, watch closely." Before the words were even finished, Gearmon had already activated its modified high-voltage electric shock device, with dense lightning balls forming an electric net.

The mechanical body, modified by high pressure, crackled with electricity. With a lightning ball in its left hand and a geared flying saw in its right, it managed to hold its own against the holy light bullet.