Starting From Douluo, Glory is Invincible

Chapter 523 The Legend of Liu Wushuang

 In the depths of the Sutra Pavilion, a golden light suddenly fell from the sky, like a meteor streaking across the night sky, dazzling. This golden light instantly attracted everyone's attention, especially Lin Fan and Liu Wushuang.

 The golden light drew a graceful arc in the air and then slowly landed. At this moment, a light flashed in Nie Feng's eyes. He had quick hands and quick eyes, and his body reached out to grab the golden light like lightning. He knew very well that this golden light must contain some kind of precious treasure. If he could grab it, it would be a great opportunity.

When Liu Wushuang saw this, he immediately became angry and cursed: "Nie Feng, don't bully others! This treasure in the golden light was clearly inspired by Brother Long. What you did is too unreasonable!" He felt towards Nie Feng in his heart. His behavior was extremely disgraceful, but he had no choice but to be inferior to others in terms of strength, so he could only watch helplessly as Nie Feng was about to succeed.

However, at the moment when Nie Feng was about to touch the golden light, the golden light suddenly shook and emitted a dazzling light. Immediately afterwards, a powerful force burst out from the golden light, shaking Nie Feng and flying backwards.

"Hey, who said they were inspired by him? Those things that have no owner belong to whoever can get it!" Although Nie Feng was knocked away, he was not injured. He landed firmly on the ground with a grin on his face. He didn't think that he had done anything wrong, but that it was a matter of course. In this world of the jungle, only the strong are qualified to possess treasures.

 Speaking, Nie Feng rushed toward the golden light again. This time, however, things didn't go so smoothly for him. The golden light seemed to have its own consciousness, nimbly avoiding Nie Feng's attacks in the air. At the same time, the power emanating from the golden light became more and more powerful, which made Nie Feng feel a little scared.

At this moment, Lin Fan suddenly said: "Nie Feng, if you dare to mess around again, don't blame me for being rude!" Although his voice was not loud, it conveyed an unquestionable majesty. He knew that the treasure in the golden light was extremely important to him, and he must not let Nie Feng get it.

Hearing this, Nie Feng immediately stopped what he was doing. He turned to look at Lin Fan, with a hint of fear on his face. He knew that Lin Fan was not weak, and he also had a powerful trump card like dragon blood. If he really takes action, he may not be able to benefit from it.

However, at this moment, a cold voice suddenly sounded in Nie Feng's mind: "Don't be afraid of him! As long as you can grab the treasure in the golden light, I will have a way to greatly increase your strength! Don't say that Lin It’s no big deal even if it’s ten or a hundred!”

This voice was full of temptation, making Nie Feng's heart throb. He gritted his teeth and looked at Lin Fan and said: "Boy, don't be proud! Today I will let you see how powerful I am!" As he said that, he moved towards the golden light again.

Lin Fan's heart tightened when he saw this. He knew he couldn't let Nie Feng succeed, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous. He was about to take action to stop Nie Feng but suddenly found that his body was restrained by an invisible force and could not move.

 “No! It’s the power of restriction!” Lin Fan secretly screamed in his heart. He didn't expect that the restrictions here were so strong that even he was restrained. Seeing that Nie Feng was about to succeed but was unable to do anything, he couldn't help but feel extremely anxious. At this time, Nie Feng could no longer care about anything else. There was only the dazzling golden light in his eyes. He stretched out his hands and grabbed the golden light fiercely as if he wanted to take it for himself. However, at the moment when his hands were about to touch the golden light, the golden light suddenly burst out with a powerful force and knocked him away instantly.

“Ah!” Nie Feng screamed and spurted out a mouthful of blood. His body drew a parabola in the air and then hit the ground heavily. This time he was injured so badly that he was unable to stand up again in a short period of time.

The golden light swayed in the air for a few times before slowly landing in front of Lin Fan. Lin Fan felt a warm breath emanating from the golden light and instantly poured into his body. He was overjoyed to know that this treasure in the golden light was indeed of great benefit to him.

At this time, Liu Wushuang also reacted. He quickly ran to Lin Fan and said in surprise: "Brother Long, this treasure in the golden light was indeed inspired by you! It's so amazing!" He looked at Lin Fan's eyes. Full of envy and admiration.

Lin Fan smiled slightly and said nothing. He knew in his heart that the treasure in the golden light chose him not because of how powerful he was but because of the dragon blood flowing in him. This bloodline has mysterious power that can attract some special treasures.

At this moment, a cold voice suddenly came from the top floor of the Sutra Pavilion: "Huh! Someone dares to cause trouble in the Sutra Pavilion! I am so impatient!" As this voice sounded, a powerful aura fell from the sky. It instantly enveloped the entire Sutra Pavilion.

Everyone felt a heart palpitation, as if a mountain was pressing on their chests, and they were breathless. They looked up and saw an old man in yellow landing from the sky on the top floor of the Sutra Pavilion. The old man had a cold face and electric eyes. The aura emanating from him was so powerful that people dared not look directly at him.

"It's Mr. Huang!" Liu Wushuang exclaimed with a look of awe on his face, "He actually got out of seclusion! Now things are getting serious!"

Lin Fan also felt his scalp numb. He knew that the old man in yellow was the guardian of the Sutra Pavilion and his strength was unfathomable. The big noise that he and others had just made in the Sutra Pavilion must have alarmed him. Now that he has intervened, I am afraid he will not give up easily.

 (End of this chapter)