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

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

"Woof?" The puppy-like Digimon 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 collect protection money."

"Everyone assemble!" Xu Xin's voice slammed into the ground like a hammer, and the students in the top 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 Xiao Gou Shou stepped forward together and stood at the front.

"Week 3, Battle Training." Xu Xin swiped his finger across the holographic screen, projecting a Digimon type matchup chart. "The type matchup teacher has already covered that in our academic classes. Today we'll talk about tactical combinations and counter-strategies."

His sharp gaze swept across the room: "For example, the kite tactic consisting of ranged 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 the pangolin was rubbing its hands together at his feet.

Just when everyone thought this behemoth was going to say he'd "tough it out" with his heavy defenses, he surprised everyone with his words: "The pangolin can burrow underground! That way, the holy light bullets won't hit it, and it can even launch a surprise attack on the beast tamer from underground!"

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

Zhao Lu raised her hand: "Lightning ball barrage, plus gear-flying saw interception." Her gear beast cooperated by turning its saw teeth with a "click-clack" sound.

The Float beast's tamer retorted, "Spray poison gas to control the area!"

"Slap it back with special vines coated with an energy-blocking layer!" Balmon's tamer waved his arm.

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 movement, and still others even came up with a solution using 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 capsized so easily!" So, for the past two days, the whole class had been using him as a hypothetical enemy to figure out how to break his strategy?

"Tactics aren't 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 circumstances." He suddenly looked at Cheng Yuan, "Class representative, how many Holy Light Bullets can you control simultaneously?"

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 4 Holy Light Bullets." Xu Xin pointed out his little scheme. "Predicting the trajectory, dodging, and then counterattacking is also a way to break it. Feints are very important here. For example—"

He looked at Kang Zhaodi, "Your Pangolin Earth-Splitting Claw skill has a pre-cast animation of gathering energy with a claw swing, right? If you fake a 'Rolling Stone' attack during the energy gathering animation, your opponent might misjudge it as a straight-line attack when it's actually a fan-shaped attack."

Kang Zhao scratched his head: "But the two pre-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 from last year."

"It thought I was going to use Mach-Spirit, but it turned out that I had Agumon throw sand, which successfully blinded Gabumon temporarily, and then a simple fireball ended the battle."

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

"This is called information asymmetry," Cheng Yuan said thoughtfully. "Using feints to create cognitive bias."

"That's right!" Xu Xin nodded in satisfaction. "Alright, everyone practice your ideas, then try them one by one to see who can truly break the kite tactic of the little dog beast. 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 break through or maintain a stalemate with the puppy-beast kiting tactic, we will advance directly this week."

As a result, Cheng Yuan faced a full day of relentless challenges.

The first match was against Wang Wei's Hedgehog Beast.

This guy clearly didn't believe in superstitions and spent the weekend studying kite tactics. He started by attacking the puppy beast with Flashy Needle Hair, and then ran to increase his speed.

The idea is to use kite tactics against kite tactics.

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

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The hedgehog fell to the ground with a thud, smoke still rising from its body.

"That's it?" Cheng Yuan raised an eyebrow. "I thought you'd learned something from someone else."

Wang Wei cried out with a long face, "I've been practicing for two days straight!"

The second match was against Kang Zhaodi's pangolin. The big guy smiled憨厚ly: "Class representative, sorry." Then the pangolin dove into the ground, and the training ground was instantly filled with dust.

"Whack-a-mole tactics?" Cheng Yuan's lips twitched. "You call this 'sorry'? Watch how I whack-a-mole!"

The ground suddenly bulged up, and the Pangolin burst out of the earth! At the critical moment, the Puppy Beast dodged and then 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 said, scratching his head with a simple and honest expression.

Xu Xin clapped, "Kang Zhaodi advances!"

Next up was Zhao Lu's Gear Beast: "Cheng Yuan, watch out!" Before she finished speaking, the Gear Beast had already deployed its modified high-voltage electric shock device, with dense lightning balls forming an electric grid.

The mechanical body, modified by high voltage, crackled with electricity. With a lightning ball in its left hand and a gear-driven saw in its right, it managed to fight the holy light bullets to a standstill.

The students watched in stunned silence as if they were watching Saiyans from Dragon Ball clash. The holy light bullet and the lightning ball collided in mid-air, unleashing a dazzling display of light. They exchanged blows, neither able to gain the upper hand.

Even if they tried to break through at top speed, they were blocked by the power grid.

"Stalemate! Zhao Lu advances!" Xu Xin announced.

Cheng Yuan wiped his sweat: "Did you all go out and sneak off to eat at Growth Happiness Clinic this weekend?"

The other students weren't so lucky; they all recorded the battle data with their heads down.

Tonight is destined to be a sleepless night—I need to figure out how to break the kite tactic and develop my own unique strategy for my Digimon.

During the lunch break between academic classes, Cheng Yuan was struggling with math problems while biting his pen when Zhao Lu suddenly slammed her phone on the table, startling him so much that he almost swallowed the pen cap.

"I'm so angry! Yun Yao is being slandered so badly!" Zhao Lu gritted her teeth, looking just like a cat with its fur standing on end, and even the gear beast on her shoulder started turning its saw teeth with a "click-clack".

"Huh?" Cheng Yuan paused, his pen poised.

"The latest episode of 'Digital Queen Producer' aired last night," Zhao Lu shoved her phone right in front of his nose, the screen practically touching his eyelashes. "Although Yun Yao is still in the center position, her new song doesn't have the magical effect of 'Butterfly' that boosts the stats of Digimon. All those haters suddenly went on a wild celebration!"

Cheng Yuan squinted and leaned back before he could see the contents of his phone.

The comments section was a complete disaster:

[This is it? She dares to call herself a genius creator? She should be renamed 'Queen of One Song' instead.] (Added a dog emoji.) [She definitely bought the rights to "Butterfly," right? Now her true colors are showing, haha.] This was followed by three laughing-crying emojis.

[I suggest investigating the financial backer behind this, haha.]

"What the hell is all this?!" Zhao Lu stomped her feet in anger, her ponytail swinging back and forth. "It must be paid trolls hired by our competitors! Look at this account, yesterday they were praising another contestant, and today they're smearing Yun Yao!"

Cheng Yuan stroked his chin thoughtfully.

When I met Yun Yao at a coffee shop a couple of days ago, she mentioned that she might be targeted by capital.

I just didn't expect the other party to act so quickly, not even giving me two episodes to observe, and directly resorting to dirty tricks.

"The world of capital..." Cheng Yuan muttered to himself.

The afternoon training continued in full swing. With the experience gained in the morning, the students were even more eager to challenge Cheng Yuan.

Cheng Yuan also continuously optimized his tactics during this process.

The shadow clone lures the enemy deep into the enemy's territory, using a feint attack;

The holy light missiles can launch surprise attacks from unexpected directions, making them difficult to defend against.

A high-speed charge followed by a puppy's roar interrupts a skill combo...

"The class representative has improved very quickly." Xu Xin stroked his chin. "Looks like he practiced a lot over the weekend."

Cheng Yuanqian chuckled twice, thinking to himself: That's right, he played 11 games in two days, and his wallet is bulging.

Throughout the afternoon, Cheng Yuan continued to meet the challenges from his classmates. In the process, he also received training from the little dog beast, gaining more insights into the combination and innovative use of skills.

As school was about to let out in the afternoon, Cheng Yuan's phone suddenly vibrated.

It was a location message sent by Yun Yao, with the message: "[The production team wants to detain me, help me...]"