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

Chapter 3 My Inexplicable Me.

"Huh~ah~"

Mu Zige drank a small glass of water, exhaled comfortably, and slumped on the chair like a waste, with a contented expression on his face.

Ah~ it's going to be scrapped.

(￣o￣). z Z
In class, Mu Zige was lying on the table, and the warm sunshine shone on his face through the window, making him feel warm and comfortable.

The teacher who taught the class looked at the sleeping Muzige, broke a piece of chalk, tried to suppress himself, and kept saying in his heart:

"His father is the richest man, his mother is Soul Sect, and his father is..."

Tang San, Muzige's deskmate, worked hard to deal with Xiao Wu who was making trouble at the front desk, and he didn't have the mind to attend the class.

Speaking of which, Mu Zige didn't expect that Tang San would be his deskmate. This guy is an old double standard.

"Hey! They're all problem students!"

Another piece of chalk was broken in the teacher's hand, and he smiled "hahahaha".

Is it great to have a high innate soul power?

Can I just skip the class?
Is it great to be rich and powerful?

Can you do whatever you want?
Have……

woo woo woo (┯_┯)...

The children in the class looked at the teacher who suddenly sat on the ground and cried bitterly, with puzzled faces.

No...Is there no class yet?

I don't live anymore, this life is meaningless.

Flip the table (ノ=Д=)ノ┻━┻
The teacher stood up and ran straight to the window: "Wuwu (┯_┯), I'm dead. I want to end this life of powerlessness and strength."

Seeing this, a child at the front desk jumped up, stood up, and quickly grabbed the teacher: "Teacher, don't be impulsive. At least finish the class, and then die!".

"Yes! Yes..."

The other children saw Xiao Ming holding the teacher, and the teacher's "tear-filled" expression was very interesting, and they flocked up

Let's say Xiao Wu at the front desk of Mu Zige was also eager to try, stood up suddenly, stepped on the table and rushed over.

"I'm here to help too. How can such an interesting thing be missed without my sister Wu?"

Tang San was stunned at this moment, what's going on?
The lecture was good, how did it become like this?

Inexplicably, the teacher didn't want to live anymore and wanted to jump off from the first floor.

The same is true for Xiao Wu, who is going to help someone who doesn't know what kind of help out of nowhere; the author puts the number of words in a serious manner, and even he himself puts this inexplicably inexplicably.

Xiao Wu Lequ's legs clamped around the teacher's neck, and she threw the teacher out with a back fall, just landing outside the classroom. A group of children looked at Xiao Wu adoringly, and they all followed her and ran out of the classroom.

Mu Zige was woken up by the movement, and was a little puzzled when he saw that almost all the students were running outside the classroom.

"A gym class?"

He rubbed his eyes, and lay down on the table again: "Go, I'll sleep again."

……

The next day, Mu Zige asked for a leave of absence from school to hunt down soul beasts and obtain soul rings.

Mu Zige and Mu Ma got into the carriage and drove bumpily all the way to the Hunting Soul Forest.

Mu Ma showed the warrant to the guards in the hunting forest and successfully entered the forest.

Mu Zige really looked unhappy. After entering the Hunting Soul Forest, it was alright at first. The air was fresh, the sun was abundant, and it was full of the breath of nature.

But as it got deeper, the surrounding trees became taller and denser, and the environment became much darker.

Mu Zige was in a bad mood in an instant, and this kind of environment always reminded people of some bad memories.

After all, in his previous life, he was shot and killed by a big man who jumped out suddenly after he entered a relatively dark forest.

The most important thing is that the gun that broke him was still worn with him. Mu Zige looked at the other gun on his waist, and his body trembled violently.

Now Mu Zige just wanted to kill a hundred-year-old soul beast, absorb the soul ring, and go home as soon as possible.

He is really afraid of dying here.

But Mu's mother didn't want to do this, and asked carefully: "This way, which kind of soul beast do you think is more suitable for your martial soul?"

Mu Zige casually pointed out that it was a ten-year soul beast.

"Seriously!"

Mu's mother patted Mu Zige's head and said helplessly.

Mu Zige moved his fingers and made a complete circle, only to find that the only ten-year-old soul beast was around.

Mu Zige put down his hands, shrugged his shoulders and said, "I don't know. In the past few days, I have read all Wuhun Encyclopedia and Soul Beast Encyclopedia, but I didn't find any useful information."

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Mentioning his martial soul made Mu Zige angry. In order to study his inexplicable martial soul, he stayed up all night for several days.

Also because of lack of sleep, he has to sleep every day in class.

When the teacher sees him sleeping, he wants to jump off the building, and when the teacher wants to jump off the building, he has to go to physical education class. This kind of life is not happy at all π_π
As soon as Mu Zige finished speaking, Mu's mother's eyes suddenly turned cold, and the Wuhun Lingwu stick appeared, two yellow and two purple spirit rings surrounded her body, and the stick knocked out the spirit beast that suddenly jumped out of the bushes.

The soul beast bird came back to his senses, knowing that he was no match for the woman in front of him, he quickly flapped his wings and was about to run away.

"The first soul skill, Wu Yuan!"

But how could Mama Mu let it get what it wanted, rounded the Lingwu stick, and hit it out again.

The strong wind howled, like a storm destroying fallen leaves, hitting the fragile soul beast, its head was blown off, and Mu Zige's face turned pale.

Only then did Mu's mother come to her senses, she quickly covered Mu Zige's eyes, and said softly, "How is Xiao Ke? Are you okay?"

Mu Zige took his mother's hand, shook his head, pointed at the bird soul beast whose head was shot, and said, "I'm fine, but I'm not used to it. Sigh! It's a pity for this soul beast. Mom, you beat it!" Sometimes I don’t hold back any strength.”

Mu Zige sighed, the soul ring of the soul beast can only be absorbed by the person who hunts it himself, he has no chance with this soul ring.

Mu Ma's face became serious, and she carefully looked at the soul beast and the yellow soul ring floating out, after a while, she shook her head and said, "No, even if this soul beast is still alive, I won't let you absorb this soul ring. The maximum number of years is 150 years, which is too low. Let's look for it again!"

After searching for a long time in the hunting forest, I finally found the right one. It is a tiger-striped cat that is more than 300 years old and is about to reach 400 years.

After making the decision, Mama Mu didn't talk nonsense, and hit the tiger cat with a stick. The tiger-striped cat, who was enjoying the food beautifully, was hit with a stick before she could react.

"Meow!!!"

The tiger-striped cat's hair was blown up, and its hair stood on end. It looked at Mu's mother fiercely, and its sharp claws clasped the ground tightly, and rushed forward.

It can be seen that this tiger-pattern cat has experienced many battles and has many scars on his body, which is a proof of glory.

But Mu's mother is a soul sect, so it's not easy to deal with a nearly 400-year-old tiger-striped cat.

"The fourth soul skill, Earth Crack!"

After a few moves against each other, Mu Ma's spirit martial stick slammed down heavily, the energy split the ground, wrapped in a huge momentum, and hit the tiger-striped cat.

The tiger-striped cat oozes red liquid all over its body, and looks extremely miserable. Mother Mu called Mu Zige to come over, stepped on the dying tiger-striped cat with one foot, and waited for it.

"Mom! Can't you be gentler!" Mu Zige's face was still a little pale, but it was obviously much better, and he was in the mood to joke.

(End of this chapter)