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

Chapter 162 The little genius of the future.

In the Wuhun City, there are more than a hundred Wuhun Awakening Halls, which are used to awaken the Wuhun for the common people.

These halls are large or small and of different scales.

Now, it is in the upsurge of Wuhun awakening, and there are quite a lot of children who have turned six years old recently.

Mu Zige stayed in a martial soul awakening hall.

He had only been back to the Wuhun Hall for a few days, and he was dragged here to do hard work to awaken the Wuhun for the child.

Muzi looked at the guard beside him: "Is it time?"

"Soon. Just wait for a while." The guard replied, but walked forward, stood in front of the door, waited for a while, and then opened the door of the hall.

There were quite a few standing outside, waiting for the parents and children of Wuhundian to awaken.

The guard shouted: "All the children who have completed the registration come in, stand up obediently, and the parents are waiting outside."

Watching the children pouring in one by one, they stood up under the command of many guards.

When it was finished, there were probably more than 30 children.

"Ugh!"

Mu Zige sighed, took six black stones from a table, and arranged them in a hexagonal shape on the ground.

"Let the children come over!"

The first child came over, it was a little boy, standing consciously in the hexagon of stones, looking at Mu Zige timidly.

Mu Zige smiled and summoned the martial soul, except for the five soul rings around his body and the card box that suddenly appeared at his waist, there was nothing special about it.

The child opened his eyes curiously: "Brother, what is your martial soul? Why can't I see it. And brother, you are so powerful, you are actually the soul king. Although my father is even more powerful, he has six souls. Soul Emperor of Huan."

Mu Zige smiled and touched the child's head, then flicked his palms repeatedly, injecting six soul powers into the six stones.

The golden brilliance was released, forming a light golden light shield covering the child, and there were countless golden light spots in it.

After wandering around for a few seconds, these light spots all poured into the little boy's body, forming a transparent and colorless ball behind him. It was impossible to see the reality, and it seemed that there was fog rolling in it.

Mu Zige's expression became strange.

He seemed to have some impressions of this Martial Soul.

Isn't it the Martial Soul that he chose as a training partner when he wanted to comprehend the power of the sword?

The little boy opened his eyes, subconsciously looked at his back based on the induction, and immediately jumped up in surprise: "Alright, you have the same martial spirit as your father!"

Mu Zige smiled.

Speaking of which, his martial soul should be considered inherited from his father, right?

Dad's martial soul is inherited from grandma's, a small box containing space attributes, but because it has no soul power, it can only be used to hold things.

"Okay, put your hands up. Let me see how many levels of soul power you have." Mu Zige took out the crystal ball for detecting soul power, squatted down, and signaled the little boy to put his hands on it.

The light bloomed, Mu Zige felt it carefully, and smiled: "The innate soul power is level 8, he is a little genius."

"Hmph." When the little boy heard this, he folded his arms proudly and snorted softly.

Mu Zige knelt down, touched the little boy's head, and told him to stand aside.

"Next." Mu Zige looked at the many children in front of him and shouted.

Then a little girl ran over and looked at the little boy enviously.

The little boy also smiled shyly, as if he knew him.

After all the children had completed their martial soul awakening, Mu Zige walked out of the Awakening Hall together with many children, and saw the little boy with eighth-level innate soul power being picked up by a middle-aged man.

It was the person Mu Zige fought against in the Great Soul Arena.

The nickname in the Great Soul Arena seems to be "Lingling Ball", a very strange name.

Afterwards, guessing that these children had already gone back, Wuhundian sent people to look at the registered information to find them, and invited the children they liked to enter the elementary classes of Wuhun Academy or affiliated colleges to study.

And Mu Zige also has to find someone, and is responsible for the two children, because they are neighbors.

They were the little boy with eighth level of innate soul power and the little girl he knew with innate soul power of level five, neither high nor low.

"Dong dong dong."

As the door was knocked, the little boy's father, "Spiritual Ball", pushed open the door and was taken aback when he saw Mu Zige.Remembering that this was the young man who was in charge of awakening the martial soul, his face suddenly showed surprise, obviously he had guessed the purpose of coming.

But looking at the young man in front of him, the "Lingling Ball" always had a strange feeling, but he didn't recognize that Mu Zige was the soul sect who defeated him back then, because Mu Zige was wearing a mask at that time.

After entering the room, Mu Zige found that the other little girl he was going to invite was also there, but he didn't know if the man next to her was his family.

Still quite a coincidence.

Mu Zige said: "You should be able to guess my reason for coming. I'm here to invite these two children to join my Spirit Hall. It doesn't matter if you don't want to join. You can also go to the affiliated academy to study. If you are willing to join my Spirit Hall Is it? I will send you to the elementary class of Wuhun Academy."

"Yes!"×N
Facing the invitation of Wuhundian, the undisputed number one force in the mainland.

Very few would say no.

This is already an opportunity!

Available but not available.

……

At this moment, an awakening ceremony is also being held in a small village in another place, and the person in charge of the awakening is naturally also a person from the Spirit Hall.

A little boy in very simple clothes nervously stepped into the identical hexagon and closed his eyes nervously.

For some reason, he thought of his father, and a man who was also lame. His son was so domineering, and he even strangled his neck, which hurt so much.

The little boy shrank his neck in fear.

Seeing his appearance, the person in charge of awakening the martial soul thought he was nervous, patted the little boy's head, and said, "Don't be nervous, it's just a matter of a while."

Outside the awakening room, there were many people waiting, among them was a middle-aged man with one leg.

He looked at the room and clenched his fists tightly.

Think a lot, a lot.

It was all the bullying he and his son suffered.

In the end, it turned into a sentence: "In this world, if you have no status and no strength, you will only be bullied when you face more powerful people. Only Wuhundian is a good person."

"Daddy."

The little boy in very simple clothes walked out of the awakening room with a group of other children. When he saw his father, he threw himself into his warm arms with a happy smile on his face.

And the big man in charge of awakening the spirit with a gentle smile walked up to him and said in a low voice: "Can we have a chat? I want your child to join the spirit hall. He is born full of soul power .”

The body of the child's father trembled.

Suddenly, there was a feeling of old tears, that their family finally came to the end of their hardships.

……

"Bah!"

On the dim and scarlet arena, Tang San punched the killer expressionlessly, ignoring the sight of the red spurting wildly.

During this period of time, he has become a little numb to killing people, not to mention that he is not a kind person in the first place.

(End of this chapter)