Douluo Continent: Five Thunders Shake the Drums, I am the Thunder Emperor!

Chapter 2 Entering Heaven Dou City, First Encounter with the Shrek Seven Devils!

The next day.

At dawn, the imperial edict of the Snow Night Emperor arrived at the Marquis of Weiyuan's residence.

Sikong Zhen took the imperial edict, glanced at its contents, and then put it away.

The imperial edict clearly required him to go to Tiandou City immediately to serve as the captain of the Tiandou Royal Team and prepare to participate in the Continental Elite Soul Master Tournament.

"Zhen'er, be sure to be careful on your way to Tiandou City," Sikong Mingde said solemnly as he stood in front of the mansion gate.

"Although your strength is enough to crush all opponents, the people of the Spirit Hall and the Star Luo Empire may not be content with their lot."

"Especially the Spirit Hall, they've been eyeing you covetously for a long time!"

Sikong Mingde was not only a marquis, but also commanded an army and was responsible for guarding the border, so he could not leave.

Sikong Zhen nodded and said calmly, "Grandpa, don't worry, I know what I'm doing."

Say it.

He mounted a thousand-year-old wild steed.

This horse was entirely black, with hooves as hard as iron, and a single, sharp horn on its forehead, emanating a faint fluctuation of soul power.

The thousand-year-old wildebeest is extremely fast and has amazing endurance, capable of traveling thousands of miles a day.

"drive!"

Sikong Zhen gave a soft shout, and the Fiery Horned Horse instantly transformed into a black lightning bolt, galloping towards the direction of Tiandou City.

The city where the Marquis of Weiyuan's mansion is located is three thousand miles away from Tiandou City.

But for the thousand-year-old wildebeest, it was only a half-day's journey.

Sikong Zhen sped along, his thoughts already flying to Tiandou City and the All-Continent Elite Soul Master Tournament.

"The Golden Generation of the Spirit Hall?"

Sikong Zhen's lips curled up slightly, revealing a faint smile. "I hope you can make me take this a little more seriously."

……

Youshi.

The outline of Tiandou City finally appeared on the horizon.

It was a magnificent city with walls ten zhang high, heavily guarded, and bustling with people coming and going at the city gates.

This wasn't Sikong Zhen's first time visiting Tiandou City.

As he rode his wildebeest near the city gate, the guards immediately recognized him.

"It's the young marquis! The young marquis has arrived!" a guard shouted.

Immediately, all the guards at the city gate knelt on one knee and bowed respectfully: "Greetings, Young Marquis!"

"No gift."

Sikong Zhen nodded slightly in response.

This scene was witnessed by a group of people not far away.

"Who is that person? How could the guards of Tiandou City be so respectful to him?" Ma Hongjun asked, his eyes wide with confusion.

Dai Mubai frowned and said in a low voice, "Young Marquis?"

"Judging from his age, he's about the same as us, so he should be the grandson of a marquis from the Heavenly Dou Empire."

Tang San's gaze sharpened slightly, a thoughtful look flashing in his eyes.

Although he had never met Sikong Zhen, the hidden yet powerful aura emanating from the other man made him feel pressured.

"That's Sikong Zhen, the grandson of Marquis Weiyuan, Sikong Mingde, and the number one genius of the Tiandou Empire." Grandmaster Yu Xiaogang spoke slowly from the side, his tone carrying a hint of solemnity.

"Sikong Zhen?" Tang San and the others were all surprised when they heard this.

"Is he Sikong Zhen, who broke through to the Soul King level before he was even 14 years old?" Ning Rongrong covered her mouth, her eyes filled with disbelief.

"Yes."

The master nodded and said in a deep voice, "His martial soul is the Five Thunder Drum, which has extremely strong thunder attributes and his strength far surpasses that of other soul masters of the same level."

As he spoke, a glint of jealousy flashed in his eyes, unseen by the others.

"Five Thunderclaps?"

Tang San frowned slightly, becoming secretly wary.

Dai Mubai snorted coldly, his tone tinged with resentment: "Hmph, he's just relying on his family background and martial spirit, what's so great about that?"

Ma Hongjun chimed in, "That's right, we Shrek Seven Devils aren't pushovers either."

"If a fight really breaks out, it's not certain who will win or lose!" Tang San also said, "He became a Soul King before he was even 14 years old. He cultivated so fast, his soul power must be very weak. He might just be a paper tiger with empty soul power."

at this time.

A detached voice came from behind.

"is it?"

Sikong Zhen's gaze was like lightning, instantly locking onto the direction of the Shrek team.

His eyes held a hint of indifference and disdain, as if he were looking at a group of ants.

That invisible pressure, that domineering aura that commands respect without anger, was as heavy as a mountain, pressing down directly on the Shrek Academy members.

"Pfft!"

Master Yu Xiaogang was the first to be hit; his legs went weak, and he almost knelt on the ground.

His face turned pale instantly, and cold sweat poured down his forehead.

Although Yu Xiaogang had extensive theoretical knowledge, his own soul power was weak, and he was simply unable to withstand the oppressive aura of Sikong Zhen.

Dai Mubai, Tang San, Ma Hongjun, and the other six also changed their expressions drastically and uncontrollably took a few steps back.

Although they were far superior to the masters, they still appeared insignificant in front of Sikong Zhen.

"What a strong momentum!"

Tang San was shocked and quickly activated his Mysterious Heaven Skill to try to resist the oppressive force.

However, his soul power was like a firefly compared to the bright moon in front of Sikong Zhen, and he was completely unable to compete with him, which deeply shocked him.

"Possessed by a martial spirit!"

Dai Mubai gritted his teeth, and the White Tiger Martial Soul instantly possessed him, attempting to resist the oppressive feeling with the power of the Martial Soul.

however.

His martial spirit had just been released when it was directly suppressed by Sikong Zhen's aura.

Even the spirit rings cannot be displayed!

Ma Hongjun was also in a sorry state, his legs went weak and he almost collapsed to the ground.

Xiao Wu, Ning Rongrong, Zhu Zhuqing, Oscar, and the others were alright, but they felt a tremendous pressure.

Just because.

Sikong Zhen deliberately avoided releasing his oppressive aura towards them.

Zhu Zhuqing and the other three did not say anything, nor did they show any jealousy in their eyes, thus failing to provoke Sikong Zhen's displeasure.

A longing flashed in Zhu Zhuqing's eyes—a longing for great power.

Oscar gave a wry smile and muttered to himself, "This Sikong Zhen is too strong; he's practically a monster."

Sikong Zhen glanced at them indifferently, then looked away.

The terrifying pressure dissipated as if it had never existed.

"You are not worthy to be my opponents." Sikong Zhen's voice was calm, yet carried an undeniable air of authority.

"If there is a next time, we will not let it go lightly!"

Having said that, he ignored the Shrek Academy members and rode his horse into the Heaven Dou City.

Sikong Zhen had no interest in dealing with Tang San and the others; they were just a bunch of weaklings, at most Soul Masters, and it was a complete waste of time for them.

soon.

Sikong Zhen's figure disappeared at the city gate, and the Shrek team finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"This guy... he's terrifying!" Ma Hongjun wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and said with lingering fear.

Dai Mubai's face was grim. He clenched his fists and whispered, "One day, I will surpass him!"

Tang San remained silent, a shadowy glint flashing in his eyes.

"How dare you defy me, Sikong Zhen! You have already met your end!"

Tang San was originally quite confident in his strength, but in front of Sikong Zhen, he felt an unprecedented sense of powerlessness.

This feeling was hard for him to accept!
Grandmaster Yu Xiaogang took a deep breath and slowly said, "Sikong Zhen is only 17 years old now. He can participate in the All-Continent Elite Soul Master Competition and is very likely to be your opponent."

"Winning the championship will be difficult now!"

Upon hearing this, everyone fell silent.

(End of this chapter)