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

Chapter 88 The final battle begins, and Sikong Zhen speaks with domineering words! (Please continue reading)

"Tang Xiao, you..."

Hearing this, Gu Rong was clearly displeased, after all, those were six soul bones.

But as soon as he opened his mouth, Ning Fengzhi stopped him with a gesture.

Ning Fengzhi nodded to Tang Xiao with a gentle smile: "Of course."

"This is the communication token of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School. Sect Leader Tang can contact us at any time." As he spoke, he took out a glazed token and handed it to Tang Xiao.

Tang Xiao took the token, gave Ning Fengzhi a deep look, then turned and left, his figure quickly disappearing into the night.

……

After a while.

On a mountain peak, three elders stood behind Tang Xiao.

He glanced down at the glass token in his hand, a cold glint in his eyes.

"Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School..."

Tang Xiao murmured to himself, he didn't think Ning Fengzhi would be so kind as to offer to join forces to assassinate Sikong Zhen.

There must be a deeper calculation involved.

"However, as long as I can avenge Brother Hao and reclaim the inherited soul bone of my Haotian Sect, nothing else matters!"

Tang Xiao gripped the token tightly and turned to look at the Second Elder and the other two.

"Yu Yuanzhen is already a level 97 peak Douluo, but with the addition of Ning Fengzhi and Gu Rong, the plan can still proceed as before."

"Ah."

Second Elder Tang Jun nodded, but still said with concern, "Why don't we call Fourth Brother over again? The more Title Douluo there is, the more confident we'll be."

"No need."

Tang Xiao waved his hand confidently.

"No matter how strong Yu Yuanzhen is, with my help, Gu Rong, the Second Elder, and Ning Fengzhi, we can hold him off."

"Third Elder and Seventh Elder, two Title Douluos, surely they can't kill Sikong Zhen?"

Hear the words.

The three elders exchanged glances, nodded, and said nothing more.

……

at the same time.

High above outside Wuhun City.

Sikong Zhen and Yu Yuanzhen stood side by side, gazing in the direction where Tang Xiao's aura had disappeared.

“A peak Douluo.” Lightning flashed in Sikong Zhen’s eyes.

Yu Yuanzhen, still in his dragon form, said in a deep voice, "It must be the spatial ability of the ancient banyan tree. The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School... can't sit still anymore."

Sikong Zhen suddenly asked.

"Grandpa Yu, that person's aura just now seemed to be from the same source as Tang Hao's?"

"good."

Yu Yuanzhen nodded, "If I'm not mistaken, it should be Tang Xiao, the current sect leader of Haotian Sect. He is also Tang Hao's elder brother."

Sikong Zhen narrowed his eyes: "It seems that tomorrow will not be peaceful."

"It doesn't matter."

Yu Yuanzhen patted his shoulder and smiled confidently: "Unless the former sect master of Haotian Sect, who has been missing for many years, comes in person, no one can get past me."

"However, the possibility of that person appearing is extremely slim."

The sect leader before Haotian Sect was named Tang Chen!
That was a powerful figure who was on par with Qian Daoliu.

Decades ago,

Tang Chen was already a level 99 Peerless Douluo, but he hadn't appeared for a long time. It is said that he left the Haotian Sect alone back then.

Yu Yuanzhen's only worry was Tang Chen; the others were no concern.

Followed by.

Sikong Zhen clenched his fist, lightning crackling between his fingers, and said with certainty, "Tang San is Tang Hao's son, isn't he?"

"Yes."

Yu Yuanzhen nodded slightly.

Sikong Zhen nodded, his expression unreadable.

Ultimately, Tang San is only at the Soul Master level, too weak to even be worthy of Tang San's attention.

but,
Sikong Zhen understood the principle of eliminating problems at their root.

Tang Hao is dead, and their hatred for Tang San is the murder of his father. It is impossible and unnecessary to resolve. Strike first and win the battle.

In this life, he still has his grandfather; he cannot let the enemy go unchecked.

……

The next day.

The competition venue.

The final was undoubtedly the most anticipated match, and the stands were already packed.

"Please, both sides, enter the arena!" announced a platinum bishop, who was presiding over the match.

"Sikong Zhen!!"

"Young Marquis Sikong is invincible!"

"Sky Fighting Royal Team, victory is assured!!"

In an instant, a deafening roar erupted from the stands, with the vast majority of people cheering for Sikong Zhen and the Tiandou Royal Team.

Subsequently.

The Shrek Academy and Heaven Dou Royal Academy members entered the arena from both sides.

Tang San's expression remained unchanged, and he was very indifferent to Sikong Zhen, but when he turned around, a hint of hidden hatred flashed in his eyes.

"really."

Sikong Zhen muttered to himself.

Tang San's subtle movements were completely exposed by his 'Thunderous Mind Eye'.

At the VIP table.

Ning Fengzhi and the ancient banyan tree quietly took their seats.

On the other side, Yu Yuanzhen's aura was restrained, but the hidden pressure he exuded was even more intimidating, far surpassing that of the ancient banyan tree.

The papal throne at the highest point, however, was empty.

It's only the fifth day now.

Bibi Dong wants to leave the Papal Palace, but it will be two more days. She can't even attend the finals now, which has led to a lot of speculation.

In the past, the Pope would always attend the finals of the Soul Master Competition.
……

The referee announced loudly.

"The Continental Elite Tournament of Advanced Soul Master Academies, Finals—Begin!"

On the field, the battle is about to begin.

Both sides released their martial spirits simultaneously, and Sikong Zhen was no exception.

Yellow, purple, black, black, red!

Six spirit rings slowly emerged, and when the blood-red 100,000-year spirit rings appeared, an extremely powerful pressure instantly enveloped the entire area.

Everyone in the audience could feel an immense pressure, like that of a mountain!

The shouts abruptly stopped.

Everyone stared wide-eyed at the imposing figure surrounded by lightning.

On Shrek Academy's side, Dai Mubai, Ma Hongjun, and others' expressions changed drastically, and their bodies began to tremble uncontrollably.

Aside from Tang San, Dai Mubai is the strongest member of the Shrek Academy team.

however,
At this moment, Dai Mubai also felt short of breath, as if an invisible mountain was pressing on his chest, making it difficult to even circulate his soul power.

"This...is this the pressure of a 100,000-year-old spirit ring?" Oscar swallowed hard, cold sweat beading on his forehead.

Facing a 100,000-year-old soul ring.

Facing the oppressive aura of Sikong Zhen.

This is completely different from watching from a distance.

Tang San stood at the very front of the group.

He appeared outwardly calm, but his hands, hidden in his sleeves, were already clenched tightly, and his Purple Demon Eyes were fixed on Sikong Zhen.

"Tang San."

Sikong Zhen suddenly spoke, his voice calm yet carrying an undeniable authority.

His eyes flashed like lightning as he stared directly at Tang San and calmly said, "Killing is not allowed in the Soul Master Competition, and I will not kill you in the competition either."

The words have not yet fallen.

Sikong Zhen's lightning power suddenly became violent, and the fluctuation of his soul power caused the ground of the entire arena to tremble slightly.

"But the next time we meet, your life will be mine."

"If you want to live, strive to become stronger!"

Sikong Zhen's words were like a sharp sword, piercing straight into Tang San's heart.

Tang San's pupils suddenly contracted, a sense of fear welled up in his heart, and his muscles tensed up, but he quickly forced himself to calm down.

Followed by.

Tang San took a deep breath and suddenly sneered, "Sikong Zhen, you're far too confident."

"confidence?"

Sikong Zhen shook his head slightly, "I'm just stating a fact."

……

At the VIP table.

Gu Rong snorted coldly: "So domineering, wanting to take people's lives right off the bat."

Upon hearing this, Yu Yuanzhen glanced at Gu Rong indifferently. The latter immediately felt an invisible pressure, his expression changed slightly, and he said no more.

(End of this chapter)