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

The battlefield was particularly lively in the afternoon, with Cheng Yuan facing off against two new beast tamers who had signed up for the advanced training class.

The first Airdramon was caught off guard by the speed of the Puppymon's charge as soon as it entered the arena, and the second Sandslammon was defeated before it could even use its Rolling Stone move.

"This is a 'baseline test'," Lin Ge explained from the sidelines, "to make them realize the gap in their abilities."

Watching the two dejected newcomers leave, Cheng Yuan couldn't help but wonder, "These training courses must be very expensive, right?"

"Starting at 100,000," Lin Ge said casually, "not including subsequent private coaching fees."

Cheng Yuan almost choked on his own saliva: "One hundred thousand?!" He suddenly felt that his sparring fee was too low.

"So, you see!" Lin Ge patted him on the shoulder, "The profession of beast tamer either requires someone from a wealthy family or someone with extraordinary talent."

The next morning, Cheng Yuan arrived at the club on time again. When Lin Ge saw him, his eyes lit up: "Hey kid, not bad endurance!"

Cheng Yuan smiled without saying a word.

Of course, he wouldn't tell Ling that he immediately converted the reward into attribute points as soon as he received it, and that this temporary boost from spending money greatly accelerated the little dog's recovery speed.

With the club providing top-notch energy drinks and medical care, the little guy can stay in a state of combat readiness almost around the clock, as long as the intensity isn't too high.

Of the three battles on Sunday morning, the most troublesome was the dual-attribute Firewave Beast.

When it briefly took off with its rocky wings, Cheng Yuan had to change tactics and openly use the Holy Light Bullet for the first time in a battle.

【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's path, but Cheng Yuan was prepared: "Holy Light Bullet, take him 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.

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

Lin Ge clapped 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 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 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 much worse!" 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?"

"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 it 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 mom who loved 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 team, the theme of which is combat week.

Teacher Xu Xin has been training the intensive class for a month. The first week focused on basic skills, the second on skills development, the third on sparring, and he's looking forward to what the fourth week will bring…

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 grinding away, 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...?

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

Cheng Yuan nodded: "Yes, the third week's theme is 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, 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.