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

"Huh~ah~"

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

Ah~ It’s going to be useless.

(￣o￣).zZ

In class, Mu Zige lay on the table, with the warm sunlight shining on her face through the window, making it warm and comfortable.

The teacher who was teaching looked at Mu Zige who was sleeping soundly, broke a piece of chalk, tried hard to suppress himself, and kept saying in his heart:

"His father is the richest man, his mother is a soul sect, his father is..."

Tang San, Mu Zige's deskmate, was trying hard to deal with the troublesome Xiao Wu at the desk in front of him, and had no intention of listening to the class.

Speaking of which, Mu Zige never expected that Tang San would be his deskmate. This guy was an old double standard.

"Gan! They are all problem students!"

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

Is it great to have 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 doubts on their faces.

No... no more classes?

I don't live anymore, this life has no meaning.

Turn over the table(ノ=Д=)ノ┻━┻

The teacher stood up and ran straight to the window: "Uuu(┯_┯), I don't live anymore. I want to end this life of powerlessness and lack of strength."

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

"Yes! Yes..."

When other children saw the teacher's "tears filled" expression after classmate Xiao Ming grabbed the teacher, they found it very interesting and swarmed up.

Xiaowu, who was at the table in front of Muzige, was also eager to try. He stood up with a bang, stepped on the table and rushed over.

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

At this moment, Tang San was stunned, what is going on?

The lecture was good, why did it become like this?

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

Xiao Wu, too, was inexplicably going to help someone who didn't know what kind of favor; the author was serious about counting the words across the water, and even he looked inexplicable.

Xiao Wuyue clamped her teacher's neck between her legs and threw her out, landing just outside the classroom. A group of children looked at Xiao Wu with admiration, and they all followed her and ran outside the classroom.

Muzige was awakened by the movement and was a little confused when she saw almost all the students running out of the classroom.

"Physical education class?"

He rubbed his eyes and lay on the table again: "You go ahead, I'll sleep a little longer."

……

The next day, Muzige asked for leave from school to hunt soul beasts and obtain soul rings.

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

Mu Ma showed the warrant to the guard of the Soul Hunting Forest and successfully entered the forest.

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

But as we go deeper, the surrounding trees become taller and lusher, more numerous and denser, and the environment becomes much darker.

Mu Zige felt bad instantly. This kind of environment always reminds people of some bad memories.

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

The most important thing is that the gun that broke him also penetrated with him. Mu Zige looked at the gun at his waist and removed the magazine, and his body trembled violently.

Now Muzige just wants 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 Ma didn't want to do this, and asked carefully: "Come this way, which spirit beast do you think is more suitable for your martial spirit?"

Mu Zige pointed at it and saw that it was a ten-year-old soul beast.

"Seriously!"

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

Muzi moved her fingers and made a complete circle, only to find that there was only one ten-year soul beast around.

Mu Zige put down his hand and shrugged: "I don't know. I read all the Wuhun Encyclopedia and Soul Beast Encyclopedia in the past few days, but I didn't find any useful information."

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Mu Zige became angry when he mentioned his martial spirit. In order to study his inexplicable martial spirit, he stayed up all night for several days in a row.

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

When the teacher sees him sleeping, he wants to jump off the building. When the teacher wants to jump off the building, he has to take physical education class. This kind of life is not happy at all π_π

Just as Mu Zige finished speaking, Mu Ma's eyes suddenly turned cold. The Wuhun Lingwu stick appeared, with two yellow and two purple soul rings surrounding her body. With one stick, she knocked out the soul beast that suddenly sprang out from the bushes.

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

"The first soul skill, Wu Yuan!"

But how could Mu Ma let it get what she wanted? She rounded the Lingwu stick and struck it out with another blow.

The strong wind howled, like a storm destroying fallen leaves, and hit the fragile soul beast, causing its head to explode. Mu Zige's face turned pale as he watched.

Only then did Mu's mother react. She quickly covered Mu Zige's eyes and said softly: "How is Xiaoke? Are you okay?"

Mu Zige took off her mother's hand, shook her head, pointed at the bird soul beast whose head was shot, and said: "I'm fine, I'm just not used to it. Alas! It's a pity for this soul beast. Mom, you beat me There is no need to hold back any strength at all times.”

Mu Zige sighed, the soul ring of the soul beast could only be absorbed by the person who hunted it personally, and he had no chance with this soul ring.

Mu Ma's face turned serious, and she carefully looked at the soul beast and the floating yellow soul ring. After a moment, she shook her head and said: "No, even if this soul beast is still alive, I will not let you absorb this soul ring. The maximum life limit is 150 years, which is too low. Let’s look for it again!”

After searching for a long time in the Soul Hunting Forest, I finally found the right one. It was a tabby cat that was over 300 years old and was about to reach 400 years old.

After making the decision, Mu's mother didn't say much nonsense and hit her 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 stood on end. It looked at Mu's mother fiercely, clasped its sharp claws on the ground, and rushed forward.

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

But Mu Ma is a soul sect. It is not easy to deal with a tiger striped cat that is more than 400 years old.

"The fourth soul skill, Earth Splitting!"

After exchanging a few moves, Mu Ma's Lingwu stick slammed down hard. The energy split the ground and hit the tiger-striped cat with a huge momentum.

The tiger-striped cat was leaking red liquid all over its body and looked extremely miserable. Mu's mother called Mu Zige over, stepped on the dying tiger-striped cat with one foot, and stood ready.

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