Devil Fruit: Invincible from the Tremor-Tremor Fruit

After entering the 51st floor, Mu Bai reached for his waist and immediately found that the human race bag had disappeared. He didn't care too much about it. Anyway, as long as he cleared more levels, the final reward would become richer. He could earn back the devouring points spent on the human race bag by going to the dark world once.

Mu Bai, who had broken through all the levels, reached the 80th floor at a very fast speed. What he didn't know was that the outside world was quite lively at the moment.

A large number of people who failed to pass the levels or were stuck in the first ten levels complained.

"It's too damn incredible! The difficulty is just to make things difficult for people!"

"I met a fox demon in the eighth level, and I quit the Dongsheng Trial as soon as the other party flicked its tail. It's really outrageous."

"You still made it to the eighth level? How come I was attacked by a group of demons in the first level? It seems that the demons on the playground have a grudge against me..."

The brothers and sisters of the Qingdi Sect all relaxed when they saw that the eldest brother Qian Mingzi had not come out yet. The eldest brother represents the face of the Qingdi Sect. If he withdraws later, the face of the Qingdi Sect will increase.

The elder who led the team had a keen eye. He looked around and immediately found a problem.

"It seems that almost everyone present has withdrawn, except Mu Bai and Qian Ming."

Only two people are still in the Dongsheng Trial?

"Elder He, that's not right. The second disciple of the Red Map Sect in the East Region doesn't seem to have come out either."

After hearing this, Elder He, who led the Qingdi Sect, said suspiciously: "Nonsense, isn't the second disciple of the Red Map Sect born with disabled legs? How come he hasn't withdrawn yet? I remember he's only at the Star Wheel Realm."

Everyone looked at each other in bewilderment. A useless person from a small sect was still trying to break through. This could only mean one thing.

He had been hiding his abilities before.

In the 60th level of the Dongsheng Trial.

In the majestic Sky Buddha Kingdom, the big roc wrapped in metal armor was fighting with a man with long purple hair. Facing the giant with a wingspan of nearly several thousand meters, the purple-haired man kept dodging with a calm expression, and kept muttering to himself in the intervals between dodging.

"Slow down."

"The wings are unbalanced."

"The accuracy is reduced."

A series of whispering words came out of his mouth, and the aggressive Peng bird actually slowed down and lost its balance as he said, as if the purple-haired man really had the terrifying ability to make his words come true.

The purple-haired man who easily dealt with the Peng bird in the Sun Wheel Realm was Mo Ming, the second disciple of the Red Map Sect. As a superhuman Lingling Fruit ability user, he could perform similar abilities to make his words come true. Before his ability awakened, this fruit ability was simply useless, and at most it was considered an ability at the same level as psychological suggestion.

However, since his fruit ability awakened three years ago, he found that this fruit ability had a qualitative leap. His legs were born disabled, but he could use the Lingling Fruit to give himself the command to stand up and move his legs freely, and he could also practice the command to improve his understanding and attention in his daily life.

This fruit ability that can be integrated into life to improve his cultivation speed can naturally be used on the battlefield. When facing enemies with different realms and combat power, Mo Ming can even order them to kill each other. When facing strong people, he can also issue different levels of orders according to the strength of the opponent.

For example, when facing the powerful Dapeng bird in front of him, although he cannot kill it instantly, he can gradually defeat the opponent with these slight orders.

"I am more focused, faster, stronger, and more sensitive. I can detect the enemy's muscle movements in detail and analyze the opponent's movement trajectory..." Mo Ming, as if reading a composition, constantly strengthens himself in every aspect and weakens the enemy in detail.

The Dapeng bird in the Sun Wheel Realm was actually led step by step into a trap like a toy in front of him. The Dapeng bird, which can only use brute force, was played around by Mo Ming. It is obvious that the opponent can instantly kill Mo Ming in the Moon Wheel Realm in just one round, but the Dapeng bird can't do it.

After hundreds of rounds, the whispering sound in Mo Ming's mouth has never stopped.

"You will then become slightly fatigued, your vision will deteriorate, your attacks will slowly become indecisive, your hostility will decrease, and my attacks will cause more damage to you..."

The 'eloquence' master Mo Ming spoke at an absurdly fast speed. It is not difficult to see that he has been very thorough in using the fruit ability over the years. Facing the powerful Sun Wheel Realm monster, he gradually weakened the opponent's overall combat power. This is the most amazing ability of the Ling Ling Fruit after awakening. His orders can be stacked together infinitely.

For example, if Mo Ming gave the order to the Peng Bird from the beginning to "speed disappear and the whole body is still", the Peng Bird would not be affected at all.Disturbance, because the gap between realm and combat power is there, but if Mo Ming keeps repeating "speed gradually decreases, the amplitude of whole body movement slowly decreases", it will work.

Mo Ming, who is proficient in the Ling Ling Fruit, has weakened the Dapeng bird to an outrageous degree under the continuous small-scale commands.

It was not until thousands of weak commands finally made the Dapeng bird limp in the air that Mo Ming took out the sword and chopped at the Dapeng bird's neck.

"Ding!"

Looking at the sword that bounced back, Mo Ming continued to whisper with an unchanged expression.

"The defense of the neck is reduced a little..."

"The defense of the neck is reduced a little..."

"The defense of the neck is reduced a little..."

I don't know how many times he said it. At the moment when the timeliness of the previous command was about to end, Mo Ming raised his sword and cut off the neck of the Dapeng bird.