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

"Ten kilometers?!" Cheng Yuan almost bit his tongue. "Teacher Xu, a Digimon running ten kilometers is fine, but for a tamer..."

Xu Xin's lips curled up slightly: "The class representative should set an example by adding two kilometers, making it twelve kilometers."

Cheng Yuan: "..."

This blessing came too suddenly!

The training field was instantly filled with cries of despair. Zhao Lu winked gloatingly at Cheng Yuan, but her joy turned to sorrow the next second—

"Zhao Lu looks very energetic, so she'll run two more kilometers."

Zhao Lu's smile froze on her face instantly, and the gear beast on her shoulder clicked and jammed.

"Everyone, line up!" Cheng Yuan forced himself to walk to the front of the line, mentally cursing Zhao Lu a hundred times over. As he turned around, he secretly whispered to Little Dog Beast, "Little Dog Beast, slow down later, let's save our energy..."

"The class representative is leading the way in slacking off, so add another kilometer." Xu Xin's voice floated down from behind.

Cheng Yuan nearly stumbled: "Teacher, do you have mind-reading abilities?!"

"No," Xu Xin pointed to her ear, "it's because you're talking too loudly."

I'd give you 99 points on this listening test; I'm leaving 1 point so you won't get arrogant.

The little dog covered its face with its paws, its tail drooping: "Master... please be more careful, woof..."

With the sound of a whistle, the grueling training for the elite class officially began.

Thirty boys and girls, each with their own Digimon, began running laps around the playground.

At first the team was fairly organized, but after three laps, the gap gradually widened.

Kang Zhaodi's burly body took the lead, with the pangolin following beside him like a small tank. The two of them ran with great speed and agility.

Although Zhao Lu complained, she was surprisingly physically fit because she had been in her father's police force since childhood. The gear beast followed closely behind, its metal body turning.

And our class representative...

"Huff...ha...this track...is...is a passage to hell..." Cheng Yuan gasped for breath like a stranded fish, his legs feeling like they were filled with lead.

The little dog beast, however, had an unexpectedly easy time. Its small size and speed made it very easy to deal with the situation, except that Cheng Yuan held it back.

"Hold on... eight more laps... If only I could fly." Cheng Yuan was seeing stars, and in his daze, he seemed to see the gates of heaven—through them, Taiyi was waving at him with the Divine Plan in hand: "Go, Cheng Yuanmon! Cheng Yuanmon Ultimate Evolution... BGM starts playing..."

"Cheng Yuan! Wake up!" The little dog jumped up and down anxiously. "Teacher Xu is watching you!"

Cheng Yuan snapped out of his daze and met Xu Xin's ambiguous smile.

The professional animal trainer had somehow appeared on the inside of the track, holding a timer, calmly watching their disheveled state.

"Class representative, your physical fitness is even worse than that of a baby Digimon." Xu Xin shook his head. "Looks like I'll have to give you some extra training."

"It's perfectly reasonable for a tamer like me to be physically weaker than a Digimon!" He didn't finish the sentence, but instead cried out, "Wait, teacher! I'm about to evolve... oh no, I mean, I'm about to unleash my full potential..."

After five laps, Cheng Yuan was in a mysterious state—his body was swaying mechanically, but his soul was floating in mid-air, contemplating life.

He stared at Kang Zhaodi's burly back ahead, and suddenly an idea struck him: "Big guy... wait for me... let me grab your pants and run with you for a bit!"

Kang Zhaodi didn't even turn his head: "Get lost."

"What happened to the...care and concern from the classmate next door?"

"When you invited me to supervise Lin Meng and the others running ten laps last week, why didn't you mention the care and concern shown by their classmates?"

Cheng Yuan: "......" Is the ship of friendship really so fragile that it can capsize so easily?

Just as Cheng Yuan was considering whether to lie down and wait for the ambulance, an unexpected savior appeared—Zhao Lu had slowed down and was running alongside him.

"Hey, class representative, you're not feeling well?" Although Zhao Lu was also covered in sweat, she could at least still deliver a sarcastic remark.

Cheng Yuan rolled his eyes listlessly: "You...you wait...once I recover...I promise..."

"Definitely what? Add another two kilometers?" Zhao Lu smiled slyly, then suddenly lowered her voice, "Want to know a little trick to cut corners?"

Cheng Yuan immediately perked up his ears: "What tricks? Bribing the teacher? Pretending to faint? Or just defecting to a regular class?"

"Idiot!" Zhao Lu pointed to her Gearmon, "Get a Digimon to help!"

Suddenly, the gear-like beast accelerated and rushed in front of Zhao Lu, leaning to the side and gently pressing the edge of its gears against her back. As the gears turned, it actually propelled her forward!

"You can do that?!" Cheng Yuan exclaimed in disbelief. "Isn't that against the rules?"

Zhao Lu winked smugly: "Teacher Xu only said 'run with your partner,' but didn't say how to run~"

Cheng Yuan suddenly had a flash of inspiration and turned to his dog, "Little Dog, did you hear me? Think of something!"

The little dog tilted its head and thought for two seconds, then its eyes suddenly lit up. It slowed down and rushed behind Cheng Yuan, then—suddenly accelerated!

[Extreme Speed ​​Collision] Speed ​​Control Version + [Holy Barrier]!

"Bang!"

With the barrier formed by divine power on his back, Cheng Yuan sprinted forward, propelled by the rapid charge of the little dog beast, doubling his speed.

It felt as if a huge truck was pushing me forward at breakneck speed.

"I... damn it..." Cheng Yuan, bewildered in the wind, felt his mouth filled with air.

Seeing this, the other students followed suit, and the training ground lit up with colorful skill lights.

However, many Digimon are not known for their speed; in fact, they are slower than their trainers and can only run slowly and laboriously.

After running ten kilometers, they were all red-faced and drenched in sweat, collapsing to the ground in a disheveled state. Their Digimon partners were also exhausted, panting with their tongues hanging out.

Kang Zhaodi and his pangolin were quite at ease, only slightly sweating. Clearly, their daily "martial arts manual" style training was not in vain, but their speed was not very fast.

In the end, Cheng Yuan, who relied on his dog's superhuman abilities, was the first to cross the finish line in this "marathon".

He lay sprawled on the lawn, too exhausted to even move a finger. The little beast lay on his chest, both of them panting heavily.

Continuously using Extreme Speed ​​Charge while maintaining speed control is a great way to hone the Puppy's skill control.

Xu Xin strolled over, looking down at them: "Class representatives, how does it feel?"

Cheng Yuan, barely able to speak, said, "Teacher... I understand..."

"What have you realized?"

"To become an animal trainer... the first thing you need to buy... is personal accident insurance..."

Xu Xin couldn't help but chuckle, squatted down and patted Cheng Yuan on the shoulder: "I have some bad news for you. Because of the dangers of the professional animal trainer industry, most insurance companies refuse to insure them. However, if someone dies in the line of duty, the state will provide compensation."

To hell with your martyrdom!

"Ten-minute break, then we'll move on to the next lesson."

Cheng Yuan sprang up as if he'd risen from the dead: "There's more?!"

"Of course," Xu Xin said with a devilish smile, "this is just the warm-up."

Looking at the group of "spoiled" seed students in front of him, Xu Xin's face remained expressionless. He simply commented, "Physical fitness is one of the Achilles' heel of a beast tamer. I hope to see your progress in the next class."

For the next lesson, Xu Xin didn't let everyone continue to overexert themselves. Instead, he took out a new-looking, more streamlined and rugged Tyrannosaurus Rex from his equipment case.

The material of this Digimon seems to be of higher quality, shimmering with a cold metallic luster. Most notably, there is a noticeable slot on the side of the body.

"Let me introduce you," Xu Xin said, holding up the Digivice so everyone could see it. "This is the latest achievement of Dongda Digital Technology—the 'Arc Light Digivice,' a new generation of tamer terminals that will soon be launched on the market."