Douluo: Lord Madara Uchiha
Chapter 138

A Headache-Inducing Disciple

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When Madara catches up with the Skywater Academy and his group, they have just arrived at the town where they set out yesterday. You are all extremely surprised to see Madara rushing back so quickly.

"Mumu, your master is here to pick you up!" Shui Yue'er pinched his cute little face and said reluctantly.

"Sister! Thank you! I can't bear to leave you so much!" Mumu also said very disappointed.

"Hurry up! Don't cause trouble for others!" Seeing Mumu's performance, Madara frowned and urged impatiently.

"So, master, do you think I will cause you trouble?" Mumu After hearing Madara's words, he squatted on the spot and hugged his knees, lowering his head and said in a very autistic manner.

Madara was stunned for a moment, his eyelids twitching as he looked at Mumu, who looked hopeless and gradually shutting up.

"Madara, you have to be prepared! Mumu may have a sensitive personality because he has been bullied for a long time! Don't scare him!" Shui Bing'er also stood up. You said it as calmly as possible, but Madara still heard a hint of reproach.

"That's not what I meant!" Looking at Mumu's heartbroken eyes, Madara couldn't help but feel numb, and finally had to say this.

There is no way, it is easy for Madara to go to the battlefield and kill a lot of people! But coaxing a child like Mumu is simply more tiring than fighting with Five Kage.

"Really? Really? Master really doesn't dislike me?" Mumu instantly changed from being autistic to excited, and immediately came to Madara's side, his eyes shining brightly as he said.

"If you do this again, I will throw you out!" Madara could only endure his headache, but he still said unforgivingly.

"It seems that I am indeed an unpopular child!" Mumu instantly switched from excitement to autistic mode, exuding an inexplicable feeling of depression.

This kind of character that gets depressed easily makes Madara feel like a special person inexplicably!

Madara instantly felt that his head was about to explode. He originally wanted to teach him well to avoid developing a weird character like Hashirama, but now it seems that it is a bit late!

"I forgive you, get up quickly!!" Madara tried his best to suppress the urge in his heart to beat this Mumu, and said with a reluctant smile that he thought was kind.

"Is this really the case? Master, you can completely leave me as a burden!" Mumu raised his head slightly and looked at Madara with dull eyes.

"Okay, okay! Get up quickly!" Madara felt the long-lost headache from his previous life again, and felt helpless, so he could only say perfunctorily.

Later, under the reluctant eyes of Mumu, Shui Bing'er and others, Madara took the apprentice he had just accepted and separated from them.

"Hey! You are so awesome, do you want to join Continental Elite Soul Master Competition?" Shui Yue'er boldly shouted to Madara before leaving.

"It's boring! There's no one who can fight, so don't go!" Madara tilted his head slightly and said with a look of disdain.

Indeed, Madara would not participate in such a boring competition! However, don't forget that Madara is Shrek Academy's mentor! Of course, tutors can serve as team leaders and lead students to participate!

The new generations that have just grown up now are no match for Madara at all. If you want to become stronger, you must start from the previous generation.

"Let's go! Boy!" Madara said coldly, glancing at Mumu who was still looking reluctantly at the direction in which the Skywater Academy girls were leaving.

"Master! Where are we going now?" Mumu asked Madara curiously after coming back to his senses.

"I don't know!" Madara spat out three words coldly, which made Mumu speechless.

"Master! Do you hate me very much?" Mumu regained that depressed aura, you looked at Madara with dead fish eyes and asked.

"I really don't know!" Madara had no way to deal with this troublesome disciple, so he resisted the urge to go crazy and answered.

"Oh!"

Madara just took Mumu, one big and one small, aimlessly towards the outside of the town.

Currently, Madara is going to test how powerful Martial Soul's wooden Mumu is? How far can the real power be exerted?

Although it is still wood, Hashirama can hang several Tailed Beasts to play with. Later, Konoha cultivated that defective product, which is not even suitable for carrying shoes!

"Master! Where is that place? It looks fun!" Madara continued walking forward, but unexpectedly Mumu suddenly pulled Madara's clothes from behind and pointed to a store nearby.

Madara fell into a wordless silence as he looked at the word gambling floating in front of the shop.

"Remember, don't go to this kind of place in your life! Otherwise I will break your legs!" Madara said the most cruel words to Mumu as calmly as possible.

Although I don't know what happened, Mumu actually became interested in the casino, but with the lessons learned from Shinobi World Hashirama, Madara didn't want his precious apprentice to get addicted to gambling.

In Shinobi World's previous life, Senju Clan's finances were all in charge of that white hair. So what would Hashirama Senju do if he had no gambling capital?

Uchiha Clan is very rich Uchiha Madara is very rich Hashirama has a place to borrow money and a lot of gambling money in the casino.

This is the formula summarized by Madara in his previous life. Hashirama That guy always loses in every bet, but the key thing is that he loses all his money!

"Then why?" Mumu scratched his head in confusion and asked inquiringly.

"No reason!" Ban said expressionlessly, but the white knuckles he clenched already showed his mood at this time.

Mumu I don't know whether I heard it or not, but children of this age are suddenly full of interest in places that their master does not allow them to enter.

Madara, who was leading the way out of the town, had no idea that he had already made a mistake.

Madara found an open space without a jungle, lowered his head and ordered Mumu: "Now, show me your Martial Soul!"

"Okay!" Mumu nodded solemnly, and then summoned his own Martial Soul, and saplings as thick as chopsticks grew from the ground.

"It is indeed a bit weak!" Madara felt that all this was as expected, after all, Mumu has not yet attached First Spirit Ring.

"You should upgrade Soul Power to level ten as soon as possible! Then I will help you hunt for a Soul Ring that suits you!" Madara looked at the familiar sapling and fell into a daze.

"Master, I was at level ten when I first awakened!" Mumu hesitated for a while, then said silently.

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"What?" Madara was even more surprised this time. Obviously the quality of Mumu's Martial Soul was not lower than his.

"Spirit Hall people said that my Martial Soul is Waste Spirit which is similar to Blue Silver Grass? So!" Mumu said in despair.

Madara didn't know what to say anymore. It was obvious that people at the Spirit Hall didn't seem to have very good taste!

People who feel that there is no value in cultivating are like Tang San, or Mumu in front of me.

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