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

"The other person is a senior high school student, and their Digimon is Sandslammon," Lin Ge explained as they walked. "Although it's in its Rookie stage, it's been trained quite well."

"The Champion-level Armadillomon of Pangolin is an Ankylosaurus-type Digimon, which is barely related to the dragon type, so it comes to the Dragon Club for training," Lin Ge added.

Among the subsidized Digimon eggs bred under the government's targeted program this time were those of Pangolin, whose evolved form, Armadillo, could barely be called a dragon, thus sparking a wave of "raising dragons".

Cheng Yuan breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this. The big guy in the top class was paired with the pangolin, which he knew all too well.

Pangolin

[Vaccine Species, Beast Type, Earth Type]

[Growth Period]

[Skills: Scratching, Rolling Stone]

[Description: Its head, limbs, and back are covered in hard scales that can withstand some physical attacks, but its soft abdomen is its weak point.]

The moment Cheng Yuan stepped onto the battlefield, his heart began to pound uncontrollably. Although he had participated in many training sessions under Xu Xin's guidance, this was his first time engaging in a formal battle.

"My name is Wang Baole!" the chubby boy shouted with a strong voice, the Tyrannosaurus Rex on his waist shining brightly under the lights.

The pangolin behind him was enormous, its carapace gleaming with a metallic sheen, but it lacked the fierce aura of Kang Zhaodi's.

Even when lying down, this pangolin was nearly half a person's height, resembling a real-life armadillo. Its four short legs supported its heavy body, and its long, thin tail swayed restlessly. Its chubby belly rose and fell gently with its breathing, clearly a well-fed physique cultivated by advanced data cubes.

However, compared to the pangolin of Kangzhaodi, it lacks a bit of fierce momentum and refined muscle lines.

"Your little dog is quite cute," Wang Baole grinned, his tone clearly dismissive.

"Woof!" The little dog proudly raised its head and nodded slightly, as if responding to the praise.

Cheng Yuan sighed, rubbing his forehead: "This little idiot, can't you even tell they're mocking you? Looks like you weren't paying attention in Chinese class either; you can't even do reading comprehension."

Lin Ge clapped his hands: "The rules are simple: one-on-one to determine the winner. Both sides, please send out your Digimon."

As the whistle blew, the little dog leaped down from his shoulder like lightning, its tiny paws leaving a shallow mark on the battlefield.

"It's up to you, Pangolin! If you win, I'll reward you with a lavish data feast!" Wang Baole promised loudly. The Pangolin's massive body slowly emerged, its front paws unconsciously scraping the ground, making a grating sound.

The little dog suddenly turned its head and stared longingly at Cheng Yuan. That yearning look made Cheng Yuan both amused and annoyed. This little glutton, it was tempted by the mention of a "feast"?

"If I win, you'll buy me a big meal. You keep your word."

"Rolling Stones!" Wang Baole was the first to attack. The pangolin immediately curled into a ball, its hard shells rubbing against each other and sparks flying. Like a chariot, it rolled across the field, plowing deep furrows in the sand.

"Rapid Charge, Dodge and Follow Up with Dog's Roar!" Cheng Yuan responded calmly.

Rapid Charge is a skill that allows the Puppy Beast to move quickly, while Puppy Roar is a move that uses high-frequency sound waves to intimidate opponents and interrupt their skills.

The little dog beast nimbly dodged the attack, then let out a piercing roar. The high-frequency sound waves jolted the pangolin, forcing it to disengage from its rolling state.

"Now! Charge!" Cheng Yuan seized the opportunity. The puppy beast condensed a holy light shield on its forehead and charged towards the pangolin's exposed belly.

"Scratch!" Wang Baole hurriedly gave the order. The pangolin stretched out its sharp claws, trying to intercept, but its movements were slow because its skill had just been interrupted.

"Don't stop, dodge, keep accelerating!" Cheng Yuan shouted. The little dog beast turned into a blur, nimbly passing through the claw blockade, and crashed heavily into the pangolin's soft belly, knocking it three meters away.

"Gah! Gah!" the pangolin groaned in pain, but quickly stood up again with the encouragement of its tamer.

"Tsk." Cheng Yuan sighed. This was the difference in physique. Even if the little dog beast charged at top speed into the weak spot on the pangolin's abdomen, it would still be difficult to cause much damage.

If it were replaced with a pangolin with a strong, scorching appearance, its belly would probably be as hard as an iron wall.

"Roaming tactics, attacking at opportune moments!" Cheng Yuan changed tactics. The puppy beast began to circle the pangolin at high speed, launching surprise attacks from time to time.

The pangolin's eyes stung as it watched the afterimages of the running creatures around it. It could only swing one paw to block the small dog beasts that tried to approach, while using the other paw to protect its injured abdomen.

But the chubby boy believed that the little dog beast couldn't maintain this high speed for long; sooner or later its stamina would drop, and then it could overcome its speed disadvantage.

"The puppy beast is too fast, completely restricting the pangolin's movements," Ling exclaimed.

Wang Baole's father saw that his son was at a disadvantage and that he had achieved his goal of suppressing him, but he was also afraid that his son's Digimon would be seriously injured, which would be too much of a blow to his son, so he was very conflicted.

"Use that move!" Cheng Yuan suddenly shouted.

"Huh? Which move?" Wang Baole looked bewildered.

Wang Baole's father covered his face, exclaiming, "What an idiot!"

"Woof!" The little dog suddenly accelerated and charged towards the pangolin, unleashing a high-speed ramming attack.

Wang Baole grinned, knowing that as long as the pangolin guarded the area closely, the little dog beast's attacks would be like tickling him and posed no threat whatsoever.

The puppy beast charged directly at the giant claw on the pangolin's abdomen, and at the moment of contact, it vanished in a blur.

"What?"

"Fake!"

"Is it a clone?"

That agile figure suddenly appeared in the pangolin's line of sight, like a white lightning bolt, striking the pangolin's unsuspecting face.

"Huh?!" The pangolin only saw a dog's face with a triumphant smile rapidly enlarging in its field of vision after it swung its paw.

"Bang!"

The face, which was also not covered by scales, was smashed open by the little holy shield.

The pangolin collapsed to the ground with a dull thud as its carapace struck the earth. Its eyes swirled with mosquito coil-like patterns, and it could never rise again.

The referee's whistle blew immediately: "The Pangolin is incapacitated, therefore the winner is Cheng Yuan!"

In the audience, the toothpick in the fat dad's hand fell to the ground.

Lin Ge then revealed a meaningful smile: "Interesting, they've actually been hiding their strength all this time."

He learned of Cheng Yuan's strength from Xu Xin. He still had at least 3-4 skills unused, two of which were still in development stages; otherwise, he wouldn't have hired a sparring partner whose background was unknown.

Wang Baole stood frozen in place, staring incredulously at his pangolin.

Cheng Yuan had already squatted down and gently stroked the little dog's head: "Well done! Extra treat tonight!"

"Woof!" The little beast wagged its tail happily, as if all its previous fatigue had been swept away.

At the same time, Wang Baole sighed and used the Tyrannosaurus Rex to recall the Pangolin.

"A truly spectacular battle." Manager Ling crossed his arms, his gaze sweeping back and forth between Cheng Yuan and the little dog beast. "It's hard to imagine that a battle of this caliber would take place between two rookie beast tamers." His tone seemed to be praising the entire battle, but Cheng Yuan could sense that the praise was more directed at him.

The chubby father patted his son's shoulder, so hard that Wang Baole stumbled: "Little Bao, look at him, and then look at yourself. We're both newcomers. If you don't work harder, don't blame me for disowning you as my son!"

"Dad, he kept dodging because he was fast... he wouldn't face me head-on..." Wang Baole was about to retort when his chubby father smacked him on the head: "Still talking! Not embarrassed enough? Go sign up for a class right now, and until you win the battle again, cut off all your allowance except for feeding your Digimon!"

"Come on, you're making a fool of yourself!" The fat dad kicked his son in the butt. Cheng Yuan could already see the devilish training this rich kid was about to face.

He turned to Ling Ge and said, "I'm handing this brat over to the Dragon Clan. I'll transfer his tuition to the club's account later. Give him a good beating."

After seeing the two off, Lin Ge's entire demeanor changed as he turned around. He walked over and directly transferred money to Cheng Yuan via mobile phone: "2000, you deserve it."

He lowered his voice, "You seem to be in good spirits. Are you coming again this afternoon? We can schedule a few more sessions to put those rich kids to their own devices."

Upon hearing the notification that his wealth points had increased by 2000, Cheng Yuan grinned from ear to ear: "Come on, of course I'll come if there's money to be made!"