When I came to Douluo, I became a martial artist

When Mu Yun and his party arrived at the cafeteria and were about to eat, they were inevitably ridiculed by Xiao Chenyu, but he was not angry, only children would be angry. Mu Yun, who had been a man for two generations and was still half a salted fish, said that he would give them a beating if he found an opportunity in the future. alright.

When the master saw Tang San with his roommates, including Mu Yun who had come to the academy together, he said hello and went straight to the second floor.When Wang Sheng wanted to speak, Mu Yun grabbed him. We were going to be together for a long time in the future, so there was no need to make the relationship stalemate over trivial matters.

Mu Yun asked: "Tang San, have you accepted that master as your master?"

Nodding, Tang San said: "Yes, the teacher is an amazing scholar."

"Then can you introduce me to it? My martial soul is defective, and this master may be able to help me."

"Then Brother Yun, come with me to find the teacher later."

A few people sat down to eat, and talked about some things in the academy during the meal. The meal lasted for nearly an hour, and the meal ended in a hurry until the master went downstairs and walked outside. He stood up and followed the master's pace.

The two followed the master to his room. Looking at the books covering the entire wall, Mu Yun sighed: He is indeed engaged in theoretical research.

The master took out an oil paper bag from his arms and handed it to Tang San, saying: "You eat this first. The food on the first floor is still not enough. I will help your fellow countryman check his martial spirit first."

"Thank you, teacher." Tang San didn't show any pretense, opened the paper bag, sat aside and started eating.

"Here, um...call out your martial spirit first, and let me take a look."

"Oh, my name is Mu Yun, and the martial spirit is a suit of clothes." Mu Yun stretched out his palm, and a smaller version of the martial spirit appeared in the palm of his hand.

"Hmm... It's a very ordinary martial spirit, but why are the wrist guards and boots separated from the clothes? Strange!" The master was also a little confused as he rubbed the stubble on his chin.

"My martial spirit should be a mutated martial spirit. My father's martial spirit is a full-body wooden armor, and my mother's martial spirit is a handkerchief, so it looks very weird. When it is actually used, it will cause some damage to the body. This kind of oppression has caused my body to be damaged. This time, I hope you can help me introduce a healing soul master to continue treating me until my body adapts to this side effect."

"Mutated martial souls, that's not surprising. Malignant mutations always have side effects. I know about healing soul masters, but the cost is not low."

"No problem, Master. My parents left me a sum of money, which should be enough to cope with it." Mu Yun reached out and touched the small cloth bag in his arms. Inside was nearly a hundred gold soul coins left by his parents, with a confused look on his face. It's a little sad.

"Teacher, Brother Yun's family is the richest in our village." Tang San also helped, dispelling the faint sadness with his words.

"Let's go out first. Tang San and I still have something to say. Wait for me at the main entrance of the academy and I will take you to find the healing spirit master."

"Thank you, Master. I'll go out first." Faced with the Master's expulsion, Mu Yun simply exited the room.

In the afternoon, Mu Yun, who had been waiting for a long time, followed the master to the Wuhun branch in Notting City. What is worth pondering is that the healing soul master turned out to be Sisi, the girlfriend of tool man Su Yuntao. The Wuhun is a flower. White Lotus, whose soul power is close to level [-], has a soul skill called White Lotus Light, which can emit a healing light that envelopes the target and slowly restores the target's injuries.

Since long-term employment will affect the work in Wuhun Palace, you need to ask your superiors for instructions, and the monthly remuneration is as high as three gold soul coins. Fortunately, it is still affordable. Based on my physical fitness, I estimate that I can complete it in two months at most. Bear it.

The martial soul problem was successfully solved, and Mu Yun, who felt much more relaxed, bid farewell to the master and wandered around Notting City. At the same time, he was thinking about ways to become stronger. The most effective way to integrate practice into life is boring practice. It will also become more interesting and be of great help to physical and mental health.

"Hurry up... Hurry up... Haven't you eaten? You're wasting your time so I don't beat you."

"Oh!!! The boss has to buy you a drink tonight."

Just as he was thinking about it, a loud shouting sound reached his ears. Mu Yun couldn't help but stop and look around. He found that he was standing in front of a wide exit. Looking inside, he saw dozens of high-rise houses surrounding him. There are wooden boxes, cargo frames, and many carts filled with goods stacked in the open space. Dozens of shirtless men are working hard to remove the goods from the carts and stack them in the warehouse. Ten people are standing beside them. Several salesmen in coarse cloths, and a bald man who was obviously taller and more burly, were shouting. His muscles were sharp and angular, and his bronze skin reflected the westward sunlight.

"Hey! Little brat, what are you doing here? Go away quickly. We are irresponsible if you bump into someone." Just as he was thinking about it, the bald man had already walked over first, holding a notebook for recording and waving it. Then, he drove Mu Yun away. If an adult came here, he would have scolded him early in the morning. If anyone dared to disobey, he would be punished with a beating. How could he just wave his hands to drive him away like now?

"Uncle, do you need help here?"

"Oh, brothers, this little brat wants to steal your jobs." The big man was obviously stunned, and when he came to his senses, he joked again.

But the dozens of people working couldn't help it and laughed together.

"Uncle, I'm very strong." Mu Yun lifted the truck on the side and half of the cargo above his head, and the best way to convince these reckless men was to show off his strength.

"What a strength, look at you guys, you guys are not as strong as a half-year-old child." The big man praised, and did not forget to ridicule his brothers. Then he turned to Mu Yun and said, "Little brother , we don’t know what kind of work we want you to do, we are all rough people, and besides, your adults won’t allow you to hang out with people like us.”

"Uncle, I am a work-study student at Notting College this year. I have a lot of energy and want to supplement my own expenses. I can do any work that does not require me to go out of the city. However, I have to have classes in the morning, so I can only come in the afternoon. How much is the salary? It doesn’t matter, just take care of my meal.”

"Okay, we won't limit the time. You can come at any time. As long as you work, you will have enough food, but the salary is only half of theirs." When he heard that Mu Yun was still a student at Notting College, he immediately became upset. Think more carefully, this is the future soul master. It is better to have the opportunity to get to know him now than never to get to know him in the future.

Although the workers at work did not stop, their eyes had been staring here for a long time. Such a little brother who was born with supernatural power could not help but pay attention to him.In this way, the training plan for a few years of college career was basically determined. I would study knowledge in the college in the morning, work in the goods store in the afternoon, and practice soul power in the evening.

It was already night when Mu Yun returned to the college dormitory again. Seeing that Tang San and Xiao Wu were not in the dormitory, he knew that the two men had gone to fight.

Lying on the bed, thinking about what I wanted to do, I couldn't help but feel my liver tremble...