Douluo Dalu: The Martial Soul Ten Halls of Yama Pagoda

Don’t mess with me. I’m just an utterly ordinary Summoning-type Soul Master who occasionally moonlights as a support. A teammate gets injured or poisoned? I summon Meng Po to brew some soup. The enemy laughs: “Hahaha! You bring some old woman onto the battlefield to cook? That’s hilarious!” The result: One whiff of the soup and all their fighting spirit vanishes. They cling to my leg and repent for the first half of their lives. Enemy, weeping: “I was wrong. I shouldn’t have become a Soul Master. I just want to go home and farm...” We run into a top-tier illusion-type Soul Master? I summon the divine beast Di Ting to lie down and take a break. The enemy boasts: “My ninth soul skill, Infinite Illusion Realm, is unbeatable!” The result: Di Ting wakes up and opens its eyes. The illusion shatters on the spot, and the enemy suffers a mental backlash, foams at the mouth, and passes out. Enemy, after waking up: “Wait, what? How can that dog do that?! I’m reporting him for cheating!” Lin Mo, wearing gloves and looking innocent: “I told you not to mess with us support types. We don’t know how to hold back.” Everyone: You call that a support type? That’s a freaking ancestor type!