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

The next day, as the class representative, Cheng Yuan arrived at the school's training venue early in the morning.

At that moment, he was stunned by the newly added facilities in the venue, as if it had undergone a major renovation overnight.

The once empty venue seemed to have undergone a magical transformation—on the left was a dodging training area filled with iron balls that swung at different frequencies; in the center was a fighting arena covered with special materials, as well as various training equipment.

The most eye-catching feature is the row of giant treadmills on the right, gleaming with a metallic sheen.

Xu Xin is the pride of Pengcheng No.1 High School. It is a rare opportunity to invite such an outstanding professional animal trainer as him to come back and train the freshmen. Therefore, Pengcheng No.1 High School is very generous this year and has allocated special funds to meet the students' training needs and achieve the desired results.

All of this is in the hope of taking advantage of this year's college entrance examination to increase the success rate of students entering the Animal Trainer University, leaving other schools behind, and making Pengcheng No.1 High School the undisputed number one high school in Pengcheng.

We don't ask for another genius like Xu Xin to emerge; we only ask that more students can meet the admission score for the Animal Tamer University.

Therefore, in addition to the school's existing equipment, Xu Xin was also allowed to rent professional training equipment from external training institutions.

Cheng Yuan's gaze wandered around the training hall, eventually being drawn to a uniquely designed professional-grade treadmill.

This behemoth was seven or eight times larger than a regular treadmill. The conveyor belt was covered with a honeycomb-shaped anti-slip pattern, and the guardrails on both sides gleamed with a metallic sheen—it was so large that even Xu Xin's enormous Dark Tyrannosaurus Beast could probably fit on it.

"Woof!" The little dog couldn't wait and leaped onto one of the controls, its dark eyes sparkling with excitement. It curiously poked the control panel with its paw, leaving a trail of wet paw prints.

Cheng Yuan bent down to study the interface and found that in addition to the usual speed and slope parameter adjustments, there were also options designed specifically for Digimon, such as "2-legged/4-legged" and "Skill Selection".

He flipped open the instruction manual pasted on the machine: "The seventh-generation Digimon training platform of the Divine Eagle Kingdom adopts honeycomb cushioning technology and can withstand a charge of up to 150km/h. It has been improved in terms of speed, slope and intensity..." When he read this number, he couldn't help but gasp. "This is not a treadmill, it is clearly a speed tester."

"Since no one else has arrived yet, why don't we try it out first?" Cheng Yuan's lips curled into a wicked smile.

He recalled the evolutionary path of Gatomon—whether in its current form or in the future, Gatomon excelled in speed before mastering holy power.

Is this treadmill specifically designed to train speed?

"Play, I want to play!" The little dog wagged its tail happily, clearly regarding it as a new toy.

"Watch closely, I'll demonstrate first." Cheng Yuan stood on the ordinary treadmill next to him and set a gentle 6km/h jogging mode. The conveyor belt ran smoothly, and his running shoes made a regular rustling sound as they rubbed against the belt.

Five minutes later, when he stopped wiping his sweat, he was greeted by a disdainful look from the little dog, whose face seemed to say, "Master, is this all you've got?"

"Running is that simple," Cheng Yuan said, barely suppressing a laugh. "Come on, it's your turn to try."

The little dog leaped onto the conveyor belt; due to its small size, the specially made treadmill was practically a mini playground for it.

Cheng Yuan suppressed a laugh and carried the little dog beast onto the professional machine. He quickly entered the parameters: "Height 0.3 meters, weight 7.5 kilograms, has mastered speed-type skills: Extreme Speed ​​Collision!" In the "Normal Speed" column, he hesitated for a moment and entered "60km/h".

The little dog's ears suddenly perked up, and it looked at its owner warily—wait, you didn't set such high standards for yourself just now!

However, before it could protest, the machine had already started humming to begin operation.

The initial speed was indeed gentle; the little dog beast could even stroll leisurely, occasionally casting provocative glances at Cheng Yuan.

"Beep beep beep beep beep!"

After six rapid beeps, the conveyor belt suddenly accelerated.

The little dog's expression froze instantly, and its four short legs began to frantically move around.

Wait, what did you secretly press, Beast Tamer?

"Beep beep beep!"

Its speed increased again. Now the little dog beast was no longer taking a walk, but trotting properly. Its snow-white fur fluttered in the simulated airflow, its long, drooping ears billowed behind it like two small flags, and the sacred halo around its neck began to glow faintly.

"Beep! Beep!"

"Woof!" The little guy gritted its teeth and accelerated, its limbs gradually turning into blurry afterimages. The light of the Holy Ring grew brighter and brighter, emitting a golden glow as it moved at high speed.

As the speed exceeded a certain critical point, golden energy suddenly enveloped the entire puppy beast—

[Extreme Speed ​​Collision] Activated!

What's astonishing is that the treadmill's conveyor belt accelerates synchronously, always maintaining the perfect speed.

The little dog was horrified to discover that even with all its might, it still couldn't shake off the metal lump.

"Beep! Beep! Beep! Beep!"

The little dog beast: Master, are you even human?! A hint of panic flashed in the little dog beast's eyes.

High-speed collision! High-speed collision! High-speed collision!

To avoid being thrown off the tracks, the puppy beast had to continuously use its high-speed ramming attack, creating a small whirlwind in the training hall, causing the surrounding mats to shift slightly. Cheng Yuan had to squint to barely make out the golden ball of light speeding along the tracks.

Ten minutes later, when the conveyor belt finally came to a slow stop, the little dog slumped on the belt like a puddle of melted butter, and was slowly transported to the edge, where it slid onto the soft mat with a "thud".

"That's great, little puppy!" Cheng Yuan squatted down and gently stroked the little guy's heaving back. "You did a great job. I suddenly realized that our speed training can focus on high-speed collisions, making high speed your normal speed. This way, we can develop your speed potential."

"Hoo... Hah..." The little dog beast didn't even have the strength to roll its eyes anymore; only the tip of its tail stubbornly trembled slightly, proving that it was still alive.

It's like trying it and dying!

He pulled out his Dinosaur Machine and pulled up the data he had just recorded: "Look, the top speed reached 83 km/h."

If this extreme speed state could be solidified, it might actually transform the Extreme Speed ​​Collision from an explosive skill into a regular speed.

However, seeing the little beast's lifeless look, he decided to prepare a sumptuous feast of sacred data for the little guy first.

Cheng Yuan shook the Digimon machine: "Look closely, the 50G Holy Energy package is about to be delivered."

The payment interface flashing on the screen made his eye twitch—500 yuan had just vanished. This was a special item from the "Sacred Relics" online store, which he had heard about from digital parenting expert Zhou Mo, and the price was painfully high. But looking at the limp little dog on the ground, he still steeled himself and pressed the confirm button.

"Released!"

The Digimon fired a beam of golden light, which intertwined in the air to form a giant, mouthwatering chicken leg burger. This wasn't an ordinary data cube, but a food materialized from data processed by a data modifier.

The golden and crispy "bread" is dotted with starlight-like sesame seeds, each one a crystallization of pure, sacred data.

"Woof!" The little dog, which was on the verge of death just a second ago, instantly revived and leaped towards its food with a beautiful leap.

Its little paws precisely held the hamburger, and it took a big bite out of half of it.

"Slow down, no one's going to take it from you." Cheng Yuan couldn't help but chuckle as he watched the little guy wolf down his food.

As the last wisp of golden light was licked into the little beast's mouth with lingering satisfaction, it let out a contented burp. The sacred halo around its neck then lit up, even more dazzling than before, with faint, intricate energy patterns flowing across its surface.

[Element: Holy +1, other attributes +0.4]

Cheng Yuan secretly calculated: even after further digestion, it could still increase by about 0.5-0.8 points. However, the system's wealth value conversion is more cost-effective. 500 points can be exchanged for 5 attribute points, and there is no problem with data impurities.

"Good idea."

Xu Xin's voice came from above.

He leaned against the second-floor railing, arms crossed, observing the scene with great interest.

"I didn't expect you to have thought of this training method too." Xu Xin walked slowly down the stairs. "The most basic speed training is actually the most effective training for energy and physical control. This speed does not refer to attack speed or reaction speed, but the purest movement speed."

"And..." he paused, then added meaningfully, "In the digital world, speed often means longer survival. In critical moments, speed is the lifeline."

"Good morning, Teacher Xu!" Cheng Yuan wholeheartedly agreed. Being fast had many advantages, not just for escaping, but also for catching up on maps and completing missions…

"Have you mastered long-range attack methods yet?" Xu Xin suddenly asked.

Cheng Yuan pondered for a moment: "Does condensing a ball of holy light energy and throwing it out count?"

Following the conventional evolutionary path, ranged skills like "Holy Arrow" are only acquired upon evolving to the Angewomon stage. During their Rookie and Champion stages, both Gatomon and Usagimon can only rely on melee attacks.

However, Cheng Yuan's little dog seems to have accidentally mastered the special skill of Holy Light Energy Ball due to its early intake of a large amount of light attribute resources.

While still in the Meow Meow Beast stage, while adding light attribute points, it sprayed out a ball of light that scorched the wall.

"Imagine this," Xu Xin's eyes gleamed with tactical brilliance, "what would the situation be like if your partner were so fast that the opponent couldn't catch up, and could also attack from a distance?"

Cheng Yuan's eyes lit up: "Flying a kite?"

"That's right." Xu Xin nodded. "It's the kite tactic! I've encountered opponents like that before, and they're really tough to deal with... If you and your little beast can develop this Holy Light Ball skill to the point where you can use it like a second hand, and even track down enemies, then the tactical possibilities will be much greater."

"Skills can be developed like this?" Cheng Yuan's eyes widened in shock.

This completely overturned his understanding of the Digital World. In the anime, Digimon's skills are innate, but in this real world, skills can evolve through training.

"Of course." Xu Xin smiled meaningfully. "Skills are essentially about how energy is used. As long as you have the right direction, enough understanding, and persistent training, breaking through your limits is not difficult."

Cheng Yuan suddenly realized that in this real digital world, because the evolutionary path has not been fully explored, coupled with limited computing power and a scarcity of high-quality data resources, tamers pay more attention to deeply developing the potential of their Digimon.

Xu Xin's emphasis on "growing together" actually contains such profound meaning.

"Think about it carefully." Xu Xin patted Cheng Yuan on the shoulder. "Everyone else has arrived; it's time to assemble."

The students who arrived one after another looked on with envy when they saw Cheng Yuan, who had arrived early and had already received individual guidance. Many of them secretly resolved to arrive even earlier the next day.

In the following training sessions, Xu Xin tailored training plans for each trainee and even invited a physical education teacher from the school to serve as a teaching assistant.

Cheng Yuan's task was simple and clear—run!

Seeing the puppy-like beast's resistant expression as it faced the treadmill, Cheng Yuan smiled and offered bait: "If you meet the target today, you'll get an extra 50G of sacred data tonight, how about it?"

The little dog's ears immediately perked up, and it happily jumped onto the treadmill.

This week's training was almost entirely spent on the treadmill. A minor incident occurred when Cheng Yuan was also forced onto the treadmill; whenever the little dog rested, Cheng Yuan would take its place and continue his sprint.

This week, the man and the beast kept pushing their limits with sweat and toil.

Friday evening's sunset bathed the training ground in a blood-gold hue.

The pangolin in Kangzhaodi is sprinting on the obstacle course with a heavy load, carrying more than a ton of iron sand. Later, it will go to the Iron Man Pile House to train its resistance to blows (that is, to be hit).

Zhao Lu's gear beast hovered in mid-air, its silver sawtooth flywheel accurately firing in the shooting range;

There's also the Hedgehog Beast that trains to dodge hanging iron balls, the Mineral Beast that trains its arm strength (mineral throwing), and the Palmon that braids vines into twists to increase its resilience...

"So-called basic qualities..." Xu Xin's voice resounded throughout the venue, and all the trainees unconsciously straightened their backs. "Physical strength determines endurance, speed controls the initiative, skill resolves crises, and explosive power turns the tide of battle—" He pointed his finger to his forehead, "and energy control is the soul of a beast tamer."

"Come here, everyone." Xu Xin suddenly unfolded a circular projection, showing an image of Agumon before its evolution. A faint flame spewed from its mouth, melting through a ten-centimeter-thick alloy plate.

"A small flame? No." Xu Xin froze the image, zooming in continuously, and everyone discovered that the flame contained a spiral-shaped energy structure!

This is the prototype of the explosive bullet, compressed seven hundred times. He glanced at the group of rookies eager to break through their limits. "The true value of a beast tamer is to forge the sparks of instinct into a raging inferno."

When the dismissal whistle blew, Cheng Yuan picked up the little dog and walked towards the school road in the twilight.

"We can't slack off tomorrow, it's the weekend. We're going to the abandoned factory in the western suburbs for special training." He rubbed the holy ring on the little beast's body, which gleamed with a metallic sheen. "Special training with holy light bullets."

"After this week, I have a bold idea: let's go to the mall first!"