Douluo Continent: The Ice Dragon King Martial Soul, Ma Xiaotao is Addicted

Meanwhile, in the distant lower realm, far removed from the magnificent palaces and endless starlight of the divine realm.

In the Douluo Continent, on the southwestern border of the Star Luo Empire, lies a barren village called "Little Fishing Village".

It was late at night, and the sea breeze, carrying a salty and damp smell, lashed violently against the simple thatched roofs and wooden walls, making a howling sound that drowned out most of the noise in the village.

But in a low wooden house at the east end of the village, the dim, flickering light of an oil lamp shone through, along with the suppressed groans of a woman and the hurried soothing voice of a midwife.

"Push harder! Give it another push! The head's almost out! I can see the head!"

An elderly woman with a wrinkled face stood beside the woman, her voice encouraging.

"Wow--!"

A loud baby's cry suddenly pierced the howling sea breeze outside.

Tang Lao Er, standing outside the door, suddenly stopped in his tracks, his bloodshot eyes flashing with wild joy.

"gave birth!"

He pushed the door open abruptly and rushed to the edge of the kang (a heated brick bed) in a few steps.

"My baby? Boy or girl?"

Tang Lao Er's voice trembled with excitement, and his eyes searched anxiously.

Midwife Old Chen was carefully wiping a tiny body covered in blood and vernix caseosa with a faded old cloth.

With a relieved, weary smile on her face, she handed over the swaddled baby: "It's a boy! Congratulations, Tang Lao Er, you have an heir! A chubby little boy!"

"Good! Good! The one with a penis is better!"

Tang Lao Er grinned, revealing a set of uneven, yellow teeth.

The immense joy instantly dispelled all fatigue and worry.

He reached out his rough, calloused, and cracked hands and took the still-crying swaddled baby.

He awkwardly adjusted his posture, wanting to get a good look at the son he had longed for so long.

Under the dim light of the oil lamp, his joyful and loving gaze finally settled clearly on that wrinkled, rosy little face.

The smile froze on Tang Lao Er's face.

This child's face...something's wrong!

The small head is somewhat oddly proportioned, with a flat forehead.

Her eyes had such narrow slits that they looked like two barely squeezed-open gaps.

The distance between his two eyes was ridiculously wide.

The slightly open black pupils were not looking straight ahead, but were strangely tilted upwards, exuding an indescribable sense of dazedness.

Where the bridge of the nose should be, there is only a flat area, with almost no visible curve, as if it has collapsed.

If Ye Chen were to see this now, he might be able to tell that this is a boy with Down syndrome.

Information spreads slowly in this world, which is also a fantasy world. There are healing-type Soul Masters, but the development of proper medicine is very low.

This resulted in nobody knowing what was going on.

At this moment, the baby's crying has stopped.

Her little mouth was slightly open, and drool was dripping from it.

His eyes were vacant as he stared at the swaying light and shadow on the roof.

"This this……"

Tang Lao Er's arms stiffened as if he had been burned.

He wiped his sweat, looked at the midwife, and asked curiously, "Granny Chen... what's wrong with this baby's face? It doesn't look like me at all, and it even looks a bit dull..."

"Ah this..."

The midwife looked at the child and realized that something seemed slightly wrong with the child.

She was too excited just now, and because of the lighting, she didn't notice anything.

"Um...maybe his head got squeezed. Newborn babies all look a little strange, but they'll be fine as they grow up."

The midwife had never seen this situation before and could only try to gloss over it.

After all, she was just a midwife. As long as the baby could cry and wasn't missing any limbs, it was a normal baby.

"That's okay..."

Upon hearing this, Tang Lao Er accepted the outcome.

"Alright, second son, let's name this child," the midwife said, changing the subject.

"I'm not very good at naming things. My dad's name is Tang Da, so I'm called Tang Er. How about we call this kid Tang San?"

Tang Lao Er smiled憨厚ly, feeling that there was no problem.

The character "Lao" was added by someone else later; his real name is Tang Er.

"Okay, okay, let's call him Tang San then. It sounds pretty nice!"

The midwife laughed upon hearing this. Although the name was ordinary, it possessed a strange, magical power…

……

Just as the group was chatting.

No one noticed that the child in their arms had stopped crying.

A glimmer of clarity occasionally flashed in his dark eyes.

"Where am I... Wasn't my physical body destroyed by the spatial turbulence...?"

"No, it seems like my soul has been reincarnated..."

"What kind of world is this, Xiao Wu..."

"..."

However, it's possible that the brain of this body is not developing properly.

Tang San's memory was instantly interrupted, and his mind went completely blank.

His once clear gaze quickly became dull, and his mouth stretched into a silly grin, drool dripping from the corner of his mouth...

……

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the other side.

The era of advanced soul master academies across the continent has officially ended.

Without a doubt, Shrek Academy defeated Sun Moon Empire Academy to win the final championship, remaining undefeated.

As for how many consecutive championships...

Well, because they've never lost, that's something many people have forgotten.

Initially, someone was doing the statistics.

Triple crown winner, quadruple crown winner, quintuple crown winner...

After winning so many games, everyone else got complacent. Everyone was hoping Shrek would lose a game. Who the hell even remembered how many championships Shrek had won?

……

the other side.

In a hotel suite.

The air, still carrying the scent of expensive incense, felt heavy and somber, accompanied by a loud cry.

"Waaaaah! Waaaaah..."

The pent-up frustration and resentment from the entire day burst forth instantly.

Meng Hongchen suddenly threw herself into Ye Chen's arms and burst into tears.

Hot tears quickly soaked the fabric of Ye Chen's clothes.

Meng Hongchen's body was still trembling slightly, not from the cold, but because the competition had been such a huge blow to her.

That profound sense of powerlessness made her experience a crushing defeat for the first time.

On the field, although she lost badly, she held back her tears out of pride.

Upon seeing Ye Chen, she naturally couldn't hold back and burst into tears.

"Alright, alright, stop crying. It's normal that you can't win. I've told you that before, but you're still so stubborn..."

Ye Chen wrapped his arms around her waist, gently patted her back, and softly comforted her.

Although Ye Chen wasn't present at the final battle, he watched it.

Unsurprisingly, the Sun Moon Royal Soul Master Academy suffered a crushing defeat at the hands of Ma Xiaotao, who was at the Soul Saint realm.

Sun Moon Royal Soul Master Academy truly gave it their all. Xiao Hongchen exhausted his soul power to drive the powerful soul tool array, and the brother and sister's proud Martial Soul Fusion Skill was also unleashed, which was extremely spectacular.

but……

Faced with Ma Xiaotao's extreme fire.

All the fancy tricks were just paper tigers, easily swept away by Ma Xiaotao.

"I was being very careful, but who knew she was so strong... My butt still hurts..."

Meng Hongchen covered her burning bottom and muttered softly.

The flames were so domineering that they seemed to have penetrated deep into the marrow and blood, making it impossible for even healing-type soul masters to heal them in a short time.

Although her external injuries had healed, residual flame energy remained, causing her considerable discomfort.

Meng Hongchen became more and more aggrieved as she spoke, like a child who had been bullied outside and came home to complain to an adult.

His usual arrogance had vanished without a trace. (End of Chapter)