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

Chapter 1 The Ultimate Martial Soul, Five Thunderclap Drum, Seventeen-Year-Old Quasi-Soul Emperor!
Tiandou Empire.

Marquis Weiyuan, Marquis's Residence.

In the backyard, a young man sat cross-legged, his soul power fluctuating intensely.

The young man's name was Sikong Zhen, the grandson of Marquis Weiyuan Sikong Mingde. At only seventeen years old, he was already a level 59 Soul King.

He was hailed as the number one genius of the Heavenly Dou Empire and even the entire continent!

at this time.

Sikong Zhen is breaking through a bottleneck.

If successful, he would become a level 60 Quasi-Soul Emperor!

Sikong Zhen's eyes were tightly closed, and his body was surrounded by violent lightning power.

"Boom!"

His breathing was like that of a dragon, each breath seemingly drawing upon the lightning elements of heaven and earth, filling the air with a faint, scorching atmosphere.

behind him.

Five small drums, each radiating dazzling lightning, floated in mid-air, connected by a chain of lightning, forming a mysterious whole.

This is Sikong Zhen's martial spirit - Five Thunder Drum!
The Five Thunder Drum is the most top-tier thunder-attribute martial soul, unique and possessing the power to control the thunder of heaven and earth.

and,

The thunder attribute of the Five Thunder Drum is the ultimate thunder!

When the five drums sound together, their power is enough to shake mountains and rivers and awe the heavens and earth!
It didn't take long.

Sikong Zhen has reached a critical moment for a breakthrough.

Within his body, soul power surged like a river, constantly impacting that invisible bottleneck.

Under his control, the Five Thunder Drums emitted a deep rumble, and the lightning grew increasingly dazzling, as if it were about to illuminate the entire backyard.

"boom--"

Suddenly, a deafening thunderclap erupted from Sikong Zhen's body.

His eyes snapped open, lightning flashing in his pupils as if countless bolts of lightning were roaming within them, creating an extremely oppressive atmosphere.

The Five Thunder Drums also shook violently.

Five bolts of lightning surged from the drum, transforming into five thunder dragons that circled around him, unleashing a deafening roar!
Each thunder dragon seemed capable of suppressing a Soul Saint, its power terrifying.

Everyone else in the Marquis's mansion was awestruck by this aura.

"Young Marquis, you are mighty!"

"It seems the young marquis's strength has increased again? He's almost catching up to the marquis."

"Young Marquis, you truly deserve to be the number one genius of the Heaven Dou Empire! A Soul Emperor at the age of seventeen—has there ever been a precedent for this?"

……

"break!"

Sikong Zhen let out a low shout, and the soul power in his body instantly broke through the bottleneck. A powerful aura burst out from his body, and the surrounding air was distorted by the shock.

His soul power level finally broke through to level 60, making him a quasi-Soul Emperor!

"Okay! Okay! Okay!"

"Hahaha! My grandson, Sikong Zhen, has the potential to become a Title Douluo!"

A loud laugh came from outside the courtyard.

Immediately afterwards, a burly old man with a full head of white hair strode in.

The old man was dressed in a long black robe with golden thunder patterns embroidered on the chest, which made him look majestic and domineering, yet dignified.

It was none other than Marquis Weiyuan, Sikong Mingde.

Sikong Zhen's grandfather was a renowned Soul Douluo powerhouse in the Heaven Dou Empire.

"Grandpa." Sikong Zhen stood up and bowed respectfully.

Sikong Mingde waved his hand, strode up to Sikong Zhen, patted him on the shoulder, and looked at him with great satisfaction.

"Good lad! He broke through to level 60 at the age of seventeen and became a quasi-Soul Emperor. With this talent, he can definitely become a Title Douluo!"

Do you want to know?

Sikong Mingde smiled broadly, his eyes filled with excitement.

"The youngest Title Douluo, Tang Hao, the Haotian Douluo, only became a Soul Emperor in his twenties!"

Sikong Zhen smiled slightly and said, "Grandpa, it was just luck."

"lucky?"

Sikong Mingde laughed heartily, "You're quite modest. There's no room for luck in Soul Master cultivation. Reaching level 60 Soul Power at 17 is due to your talent and hard work." "However..."

He paused for a moment, then added, "With your current strength, participating in the Elite Soul Master Tournament would be truly unfair."

Sikong Zhen shook his head helplessly: "Grandpa, please stop teasing me."

"His Majesty insists that I attend; I cannot disobey the imperial decree, can I?"

"Hahaha!"

Sikong Mingde laughed, "His Majesty has recognized your potential and wants to use this competition to make you famous and bring glory to the empire."

"However, with your current strength, winning the championship is really not in doubt."

"Ah."

Sikong Zhen nodded and said calmly, "Grandpa, don't worry. Didn't you say that the so-called 'Golden Generation' of the Spirit Hall only has three Soul Kings, and they are low-level Soul Kings?"

"My combat strength has always far surpassed that of others in the same realm. At the very least, I can fight against top-tier Soul Saints. Defeating them would be a piece of cake."

This is not an exaggeration at all.

Although Sikong Zhen did not understand the concept of 'ultimate martial spirit'.

But his strength is even greater, and now that he has broken through to level 60 in soul power, it is no problem to say that he is invincible as a Soul Saint!
"Good! It's good that you have this spirit!"

Sikong Mingde nodded in satisfaction, then took out a list from his pocket.

"Zhen'er, this is the roster of the Heaven Dou Royal Team. You will be going to Heaven Dou City soon, so take a look at the team members' information first."

Sikong Zhen took the list and nodded, saying, "Thank you, Grandpa!"

"Alright, go and rest now. You need to consolidate your realm after breaking through." Sikong Mingde waved his hand and turned to leave.

Sikong Zhen watched his grandfather leave, then returned to his room.

As for the sixth spirit ring...

This is because Sikong Zhen's physical body far surpasses those of others in the same realm, requiring at least an 80,000 to 90,000-year-old soul ring, which is difficult to obtain in a short period of time.

The Continental Elite Soul Master Tournament is already halfway through.

The imperial edict could not be disobeyed.

Sikong Zhen can only go to Tiandou City for now, and will hunt for soul rings later.

Anyway, I can still cultivate my soul power as usual, and it won't interfere with my cultivation.

……

"Vice Captain Yu Tianheng, Martial Soul Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus, Level 43 Power Attack Soul Master."

"Team member Dugu Yan, martial spirit: Azure Phosphorous Serpent, level 43 control-type Soul Master."

"Team member Ye Lingling, Martial Soul Nine Heart Begonia, Level 42 Support-type Soul Master."

"..."

"Team members Shi Mo and Shi Mo, with the martial spirit of Xuanwu Turtle, are level 42 defensive Soul Masters. They take turns playing and substitute for each other."

Sikong Zhen quickly finished reading the list, his eyes remaining calm.

"The Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Clan, the granddaughter of Poison Douluo, and the Nine-Hearted Begonia Martial Soul with unparalleled healing abilities—that's quite interesting."

"But it's only somewhat interesting; its strength is ultimately too weak."

A flash of lightning appeared in Sikong Zhen's hand.

The list instantly turned to ashes and vanished into thin air.

His gaze was calm, as if his actions just now were merely casual and insignificant.

for him.

Although these team members are among the best of the younger generation in the Heaven Dou Empire, the gap between them and him is simply too great.

Even if they joined forces, they probably wouldn't last three moves against him.

If we get serious...

It wouldn't be difficult to kill all seven of them in one move.

"Since His Majesty has appointed me to lead the team, then I'll just lead them to an easy victory," Sikong Zhen muttered to himself, a hint of confidence in his voice.

He stood up, walked to the window, and looked up at the distant horizon.

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P.S.: (The protagonist is the original Sikong Zhen who transmigrated from the King's Continent, so he definitely doesn't know the original story, but he will still abuse the third and the master. His personality is based on the King's Continent background.)
(As for seizing opportunities, in the current timeline and beyond, they will definitely seize them when they are available. Don't worry about the protagonist being unaware of the plot; I'll handle the script.)

(End of this chapter)