Douluo: My Martial Spirit Is from the Motherland

Ye Chen, a spirited young man who had just finished his college entrance examination, had a moonshot on the rooftop of the 18th floor late at night - he trembled, slipped and fell down the building, dying at the age of 18. Open your eyes again, Holy Soul Village. The martial soul awakened, the crystal ball almost exploded, and all the memories of the past life came back. He looked down at his martial spirit: a red and blue tights, a star-spangled cape, and eyes that could shoot lasers. Isn't this the milk-drinking maniac from the motherland? Okay, here we come. Born at level 20, milk is always in hand, and the moon rises above his head when he sees it. The goal is very clear: join the Wuhun Palace, punch Tang San, and kick the Haotian Sect. As for God Shura? Poseidon? Sorry, you can do this as the God of Douluo Continent, so why can't the people of my motherland do the same?