Douluo: Why do you need to fight one-on-one when you can fight in groups?

Chapter 1 Today's weather is sunny and sunny
Today's weather is fine and sunny, suitable for fishing.

"Ha~ The weather is really nice."

A six-year-old boy pushed open the gate of his mansion, facing the rising sun with emotion.

It has been six years since he traveled to this world called Douluo Continent. I think when he first arrived, he was still a newborn baby.

From an orphan to a child with a loving father and mother.

In the blink of an eye, six years have passed, and he is a little bit reluctant to leave.

For example, he has already forgotten that he was called Mu Tianzi in his previous life, and now he is called Mu Zige.

I also forgot how I died.

Anyway, it was definitely not killed by a lunatic's gun.

Ok.That's right.

This thought, Mu Zige himself almost believed it.

"It's a good weather, Xiao Ke, you must awaken a good martial soul, and look good for your father and me." Mu Zige's father patted Mu Zige's head with a smile on his face.

Martial Soul is a unique system in this world, and it is an opportunity for ordinary people to become masters.

Mu Zige rolled his eyes: "Why is it so easy, can a good martial soul be awakened if it wants to?"

This is his father, named Mu Tiange, who is talented in business and has businesses in several cities around Notting City, but Mu's father himself is just an ordinary person.

How did an ordinary person expand his business?
Of course it was Mu's father's wife, Mu Zige's mother, Wang Zisu.

Mu Ma is a rare soul sect in Notting City, and one of the most powerful people in Notting City.

As far as Mu Zige knows, the number of soul sects in Notting City, plus his mother, is only the city lord, two from the Wuhun branch of Notting City, and the dean of Notting College.

One can imagine the status of Mu Zige's mother in Notting City, and besides, Mu's father's property is supported by the Wuhun branch.

So Papa's property in Notting City... is very stable!Very stable.

"Xiao Ke, don't worry, even if your father can't do it, don't you still have me? Your mother and I are the soul sect, I guarantee that your martial spirit will not be bad."

A very beautiful woman in blue opened Papa Mu's hand, rubbing her two slender palms on Mu Zige's head, and comforted her.

This is Muzige's mother, Wang Zisu.

"Zisu, how can you talk nonsense, why can't I." Papa Mu said dissatisfied.

How can a man say no.

"If I say no, I won't. I have an opinion!" Mother Mu laughed.

"No, no, hehe." Papa Mu laughed.

Seeing Mu's father's handsome face, Mu Zige groaned in his heart, wondering how his mother was chased by such a guy in the first place.

It's all his fault, he lowered his appearance, slightly~.

Mu Zige has deep resentment, because he looks more like his father. Although he is still handsome, he does not have the beauty of his mother.

hum!Isn't it my father's fault?
Isn't it strange? ?
But Dad...

I still love you!
((c)
Mu Zige followed his parents to the Martial Soul branch hall. Six years old is the age for awakening the Martial Soul in this world, so he went to awaken the Martial Soul.

……

Mu Zige, who came back after awakening his martial soul, sat on his bed and looked at his martial soul with a pensive expression: "What is this?"

The Wuhun on Muzi Singer is a card box, engraved with ever-changing animal-shaped patterns on the front, and elegant fonts on the back, forming a "beast" character, which is very strange to look at.

With this thing, Su Yuntao, who was in charge of the Wuhun awakening ceremony, was completely fooled, saying that he had never seen such a strange Wuhun in his life.

"Since Su Yuntao said that this is a waste martial soul, there must be something extraordinary about it, but why can't I see it?"

Mu Zige looked at his martial soul, but couldn't see any tricks at all.

Mu Zige sighed: "The martial soul itself has no feedback information, so it's really useless. But I'm born with full soul power! Even if I'm not as evil as Tang San, I shouldn't be a useless martial soul, right?"

Mu Zige lay on the bed for a while, suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed, and he sat up abruptly: "Could it be...a holster summoner!!"

Thinking of this, Mu Zige became excited, pinned the card box on his waist with great effort, and put on a strange pose, thinking he was handsome, but in reality he shouted shamefully: "Come on card!"

"..."

"Hmm...is it useless?"

"Then change it!"

Mu Zige did not give up, and continued to change forms, shouting one after another:
"Armor warrior! Yanlong! Xing Tian! Ma Shuai!"

"The awesome energy bottle guy! Ultraman..."

Mu Zige took a deep breath and held up the card box: "Di Jia!!!"

That year the main character became light!

"..."

"bump!"

Mu Zige threw himself on the bed, twisted around on the bed unhappily, screaming "ahhh".

"What the hell is this? I'm going crazy!"

"..."

"Goo~~"

"Hmm—I'm hungry!"

"Thinking is really tiring."

Mu Zige went to the kitchen to find a piece of bread, took a bite, looked at his parents with sullen faces, and said, "Mother, why are you looking at me like that?"

"Who is Dijia?" Papa Mu asked with concern.

"Ugh??"

Mu Zige was stunned, forgot to chew the bread in his mouth, and his face turned red in a flash.

"Well--"

Society is dead.

Papa Mu sighed: "Xiao Ke, I know you are in a bad mood after awakening the useless martial soul, but don't put pressure on yourself! You must know that there are many people who don't even have soul power, so don't underestimate yourself."

Mu's mother nodded in agreement: "Your father is right about this, he has no soul power. But it's not like no one dares to provoke him in Notting City."

"Uh……"

I shouldn't have spoken.

Papa Mu was silent.

Mu Zige blinked: "What are you thinking? I'm not that fragile, am I?"

"Na Dijia..." Papa Mu said hesitantly.

"Let's skip this topic!"

Mu Zige said seriously.

(End of this chapter)