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

Chapter 75 The semi-finals: Sikong Zhen alone vs. the Star Luo Royal Team!

The Soul Master Competition continues.

In the blink of an eye, more than ten days have passed since the opening ceremony of the finals.

Teams were eliminated one by one.

quickly,

The final four were then decided!

The four finalist teams are the Heaven Dou Royal Team, the Star Luo Royal Team, the Shrek Team, and the Spirit Hall Team.

During this time.

The Tian Dou Royal Team participated in several more matches, while Si Kongzhen did not play again, giving Yu Tianheng and others the opportunity to make their move.

Unsurprisingly, the Heavenly Dou Royal Team also won.

After consuming the immortal herb, Yu Tianheng and Dugu Yan's strength was second only to the Soul King, making them among the top in the Soul Sect.

In addition, there's Ye Lingling, the Nine-Heart Begonia Soul Master with incredible healing abilities.

Their overall strength far surpasses that of most teams.

Even without Sikong Zhen's intervention, the Tiandou Royal Team can still advance to the top four.

……

Inside the hotel.

The lights were on full display, and laughter filled the air.

The members of the Heavenly Dou Royal Team sat around a round table laden with delicacies and crystal-clear wine.

Yu Tianheng raised his wine glass, his handsome face flushed slightly from the alcohol.

"Cheers to our run to the semifinals!" he shouted.

"cheers!"

Everyone responded in unison, and the clinking of glasses produced a crisp sound.

Dugu Yan, with her striking purple hair and captivating charm, exclaimed with excitement in her eyes, "In just a few more days, we'll win the championship!"

Yu Feng downed the wine in his glass in one gulp, wiped his mouth, and said, "Yeah, with the boss here, I can't think of how we could lose?"

Oslo grinned and said, "Boss, we're counting on you for the semifinals and the final!"

As soon as these words came out.

Yu Tianheng, Shi Mo, and the others nodded in agreement, their eyes all turning to Sikong Zhen, who was sitting in the main seat.

Sikong Zhen slowly swirled the wine glass in his hand, the amber liquid flowing under the light.

Calm expression

There was no visible emotional fluctuation.

"How much do you know about the Star Luo Royal Team?" Sikong Zhen didn't answer directly, but instead asked a question in return.

Yu Tianheng sat up straight. As the vice-captain, he had already done his homework.

"Star Luo Royal Team Captain Davis, Level 49 Power Attack Type Battle Soul Master, Martial Soul White Tiger; Vice Captain Zhu Zhuyun, Level 47 Agility Attack Type Battle Soul Master, Martial Soul Netherworld Cat."

"The two of them can use the Spirit Fusion Skill - Netherworld White Tiger, and their strength is at least comparable to a Soul Emperor of level 65 or above."

Speaking of which,

Yu Tianheng clenched his fists involuntarily: "Although Yan Yan and I have greatly increased our strength, we are still no match for the Netherworld White Tiger."

The room fell silent for a moment.

Everyone knew that without Sikong Zhen, they would have had almost no chance of defeating the Star Luo Royal Team.

Yu Tianheng is not afraid of Davis in a one-on-one fight. With 'Dragon Transformation', his chances of winning are very high.

However, when faced with the Netherworld White Tiger, which is comparable to a high-level Soul Emperor, it was like a mantis trying to stop a chariot.

Sikong Zhen downed the wine in his cup in one gulp, his tone calm yet filled with absolute confidence, and said, "Leave it to me tomorrow."

Five simple words,
But this brought a sense of relief to everyone present.

Ye Lingling, who had been sitting quietly in the corner, couldn't help but look up at Sikong Zhen, a hint of admiration flashing in her eyes.

"Boss, should we still go on stage?"

Yu Feng couldn't help but ask, "With your strength, it makes no difference whether we go on stage or not; we're just here for the fun."

Sikong Zhen chuckled: "You can just leave the arena. Leave the rest to me."

"it is good!"

Yu Tianheng and the others nodded in unison.

Anyway, tomorrow is just the semi-finals, and they don't really want to play.

……

The banquet lasted until late at night.

After everyone else had gone back to their rooms to rest, Sikong Zhen stood alone on the hotel terrace, gazing at the brightly lit Martial Spirit Hall in the distance.

The night breeze blows, bringing a hint of coolness.

"Aren't they coming yet?" Sikong Zhen muttered to himself, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.

He had already sensed the malice of Bibi Dong, Gui Mei, and others, as well as their covetousness of the Crimson Thunder Drum, and was certain that they would come.

But the semi-finals are tomorrow, and Bibi Dong and the others have not yet made a move.

"You're so calm. I'd like to see whether you come or not before the finals."

Sikong Zhen's gaze was deep as he stared in the direction of the Papal Palace.

……

The next morning.

The stadium was already packed.

The first match of the semi-finals—the Heavenly Dou Royal Team versus the Star Luo Royal Team—is undoubtedly one of the most anticipated matches of this tournament.

The Heavenly Dou Royal Team and the Star Luo Royal Team are old rivals.

before this.

The Tiandou Royal Team has consistently lost more than it has won.

When the two teams entered the stadium, the stands erupted in deafening cheers.

The Star Luo Royal team wore uniform purple and black outfits. The leader, Davis, was tall with long blond hair and exuded a wild aura.

Zhu Zhuyun, standing beside him, was cold and alluring, her cat-like eyes flashing with a dangerous light.

In contrast,

On the Tian Dou Royal Team's side, Sikong Zhen walked at the very front, his steps calm and unhurried, exuding an air of authority without anger, as if he were a born superior.

Yu Tianheng, Dugu Yan, and the others followed behind, heads held high and chests puffed out.

"Sikong Zhen"

Davis stared intently at Sikong Zhen, not daring to be careless in the slightest.

Marquis Weiyuan, Minister of Works Mingde.

The Star Luo Empire was very familiar with this powerful figure who guarded the border, having fought countless battles of varying scales against him.

They were quite familiar with Sikong Zhen, the only grandson of the Marquis of Weiyuan.

and,

The Star Luo Empire had sent assassins to kill Sikong Zhen more than once, but all attempts failed.

Sikong Zhen's father died on the battlefield fighting against the Star Luo Empire, a blood feud that could never be resolved.

"Weiss."

Zhu Zhuyun narrowed her eyes: "Be careful. Given our relationship with the Marquis of Weiyuan's mansion, Sikong Zhen might retaliate against us."

Davis nodded: "Mm!"

at this time.

Sikong Zhen's indifferent voice came through.

"Don't worry, I won't kill you during the competition, but in the future, I will definitely go to Xingluo to avenge my father!"

Sikong Zhen never forgot his deceased father; it was when he was three years old…

Followed by.

The referee walked to the center of the field and loudly announced the rules of the game: "The game is a seven-on-seven team battle, which continues until one side is completely eliminated or concedes defeat."

"Now, both sides, please release your Martial Souls!"

"Open the martial spirit!"

Davis roared, and a powerful surge of soul energy erupted from his body.

All seven members of the Star Luo Royal Team simultaneously released their Martial Souls, and a huge white tiger phantom appeared behind Davis.

Four spirit rings rose up beneath his feet, two yellow and two purple.

Zhu Zhuyun is the phantom of the Netherworld Cat, and also possesses four standard soul rings.

The rest of the team members were also all fourth-ring Soul Masters, and their overall aura was astonishing.

On the side of the Heavenly Dou Royal Team.

Yu Tianheng, Dugu Yan, and the others jumped off the stage.

All eyes were on Sikong Zhen, who had not yet made a move.

"Sikong Zhen!!"

Davis's face turned ashen, and he roared, "You are indeed very strong, but that doesn't mean you can insult us!"

Sikong Zhen fighting against their entire team by himself was a humiliation for Davis.

"shame?"

Sikong Zhen remained expressionless as his Five Thunder Drum Martial Soul appeared behind him, rising into the air. "You all should prepare to face the wrath of Heaven."

(End of this chapter)