Devil Fruit: Invincible from the Tremor-Tremor Fruit

In the endless desert, an old figure slowly appeared.

It was an old beggar, whose skin was carved by the sun and sand like old leather, and whose deep wrinkles were like an ancient map, telling the stormy years he had gone through.

His eyes flashed with a tough and deep light, which was a unique look after experiencing the hardships of life.

He was driving a shabby car, which was a car that was eroded by time and sand.

The paint was mottled, the iron sheet was covered with rust, and the wheels left deep ruts on the sand, like scars in the desert.

The old beggar held the steering wheel tightly, with veins on the back of his hand.

He drove the shabby car skillfully, bumping forward in the desert.

Although the car body was shaking, it never stopped.

Because there was a figure chasing him from behind.

Through the rearview mirror, the old man cursed in his heart.

"Mu Bai, you are born in the year of the dog, stop chasing me!"

The wind in the desert brought heat waves and sand to the old beggar's face, but his eyes were fixed on the back.

Behind him, Mu Bai, who was trying to regain control of the Golden Crow Fruit, was very fast. What was even more outrageous was that as time accelerated, his Golden Crow Fruit recovered faster, so that the old beggar suspected that he would be killed by this gentleman before he could reunite with his teammates.

"Old thing, how long do you think you can hold on?"

Mu Bai, who was chasing behind, was now able to walk in the air with the help of the weak power of the Golden Crow. If he was given more time, he would be able to easily kill the opponent when he recovered to master the Golden Crow teleportation.

Garbage fruit! Garbage mountain!

The old beggar, covering his forehead, shouted.

The next moment, groups of garbage fell towards Mu Bai like a collapsed mountain range, and the momentum was somewhat shocking.

But for Mu Bai, this kind of attack was too common.

Tyrant... Breaking the sky! !

The black and red domineering color wrapped around Mu Bai's head and hit the garbage mountain. After penetrating a passage, he easily closed the distance again. Mu Bai, with his armament color hardened arms, jumped up.

Throw a punch!

Under the horrified eyes of the old beggar, his garbage truck was torn apart, and he rolled to the side.

Mu Bai kicked decisively, and when he was about to hit the opponent hard, an energy wave exploded under the feet of the two!

Mu Bai retreated dozens of meters with his hands protecting his head.

Turned his head and looked into the distance.

The old beggar who survived the crisis quickly got up and was overjoyed when he saw the person coming from a distance.

"Zi Shu, you are finally here. My old bones are almost broken by this young man."

In the vast desert, a mysterious figure wearing a mouse mask gradually appeared in the afterglow of the setting sun.

This is a strong man. Although his true face is not revealed, the majesty and domineering emanating from him are enough to make people feel awed.

The mouse mask on his head is exquisite and strange, as if it carries some mysterious power.

The mouse eyes on the mask are bright and sharp, as if it is seeing through everything around it. In the dusk of the desert, those eyes are like two twinkling stars, mysterious and profound.

His body is as tall as a pine tree. Although his cloak blown by the wind and sand covers part of his figure, his majestic momentum like a mountain can still be felt.

He walks in the desert, every step is firm and powerful, as if no difficulties can stop him from moving forward.

This momentum is somewhat inconsistent with his mouse mask.

The weapon in his hand is a sword that is polished by the wind and sand to a gleaming shine.

The cold light flowing on the sword shows its sharpness and power.

He gently strokes the sword, as if communicating with his partner, and every tremor of the sword seems to respond to his voice.

The wind in the desert whistled and rolled with sand and dust.

But the mysterious strong man wearing a mouse mask was as solid as a rock, not affected at all.

His eyes looked through the mask and stared at the distant sky, as if he was looking for something, or waiting for something.

"You're late, I'll pick you up."

The cold voice couldn't tell whether it was male or female, but the emotionless tone showed that he didn't speak often.

The old beggar rolled and crawled away from the battle area.

Mu Bai didn't chase him.

Because he could clearly feel a hint of threat from the mouse masked weirdo in front of him.

"Level 60?"

Since he mastered the Tyrant, Mu Bai didn't take enemies across many levels seriously.

But the opponent could give him such a clear sense of combat power barrier, which meant that the opponent was at least level 60 or above.

The rat who took off his cloak didn't admit or refute.

He raised his head coldly like a machine.

On the desert scorched by the scorching sun, the mysterious strong man wearing a mouse mask suddenly moved.

His figure, which was originally standing still like a sculpture, suddenly burst out with amazing power. He raised his head suddenly, and his eyes under the mask seemed to have two lightning flashes, sharp and deep.

He stretched out a palm, palm up, five fingers slightly bent, as if gathering some unknown power.

The wind in the desert suddenly stopped, and the clouds in the sky began to gather, as if attracted by the power in his palm.

Everything between heaven and earth seemed to solidify at this moment, and only he became the master of this desert.

Suddenly, he clenched his palm, as if holding the entire sky.

Then, a huge force burst out from his palm and rushed into the sky.

In an instant, the sky seemed to be torn apart by an invisible force, and a dazzling light sprinkled from the crack, reflecting on the entire desert.

The figure of the strong man seemed extremely tall at this moment, as if he really had the power to tear the sky apart. The mouse mask flashed a strange and mysterious light in the afterglow of the setting sun, which complemented the majesty and domineering emanating from him.

The wind in the desert blew again, but this time, the wind was full of awe and fear.

The mysterious strong man wearing a mouse mask slowly retracted his palm, and the cracks in the sky gradually healed.

But countless wind walls appeared around.

Did the other party transform this area in an instant?

Before Mu Bai could be shocked, the rat turned into a hurricane-like figure and swept across the desert!

A large amount of sand turned into a dust-like cover, and two scarlet eyes were rapidly turning in the yellow sand.

The rat was like a black whirlwind, carrying a strong wind, rushing towards Mu Bai at an astonishing speed.

The wind and sand in the desert were pulled by his momentum, forming a huge whirlwind, rolling as his body moved.

His moves were as fast as lightning, making it impossible for people to see clearly.

A shadow passed by, followed by howling winds, flying sand and rocks.

The wind seemed to be controlled by him, becoming a sharp weapon for his attack.

A trace of astonishment flashed in Mu Bai's eyes. He obviously did not expect this sudden and fierce attack.

He quickly adjusted his posture and prepared to meet this violent attack.

However, the mysterious strong man wearing a mouse mask attacked too quickly, as if an unstoppable force broke through Mu Bai's defense in an instant.

The violent wind raged, rolling up the sand around Mu Bai, causing him to fall into a brief chaos.

Under the circumstances of level suppression, attribute suppression, and even the inability to use the devil fruit, Mu Bai undoubtedly occupied a great disadvantage.

The rat attacked brazenly, and a powerful force hit Mu Bai directly.

Although Mu Bai tried his best to resist, he was still pushed back several steps by this violent attack.

The observation Haki was actually a little slow under the interference of this violent wind, which also made Mu Bai fall into an absolute passive position.

However, he was not idle with his quick mind. According to the wind speed and the flow of sand around him, he accurately found the opponent's possible attack trajectory and accumulated power one step ahead!

Domineering entanglement broke the sky! !

The domineering color entanglement tore the space range of the natural fruit, and the strong wind seemed to disappear briefly at this moment.

In the desert, the rat wearing a mouse mask stood quietly, and his figure looked taller in the strong wind.

"Yinhu said that you are not from this world. I doubted it before, but now I am somewhat sure that you are not from the Earth Emperor Star."

The rat's voice was very cold, so cold that Mu Bai suspected that he was dead.

"The warm-up is over, enter my home court."

Under the mouse mask, the pair of scarlet eyes were full of observation color domineering to the point of breaking through the limit.

That is... observation color predicting the future.