Devil Fruit: Invincible from the Tremor-Tremor Fruit

Not everyone is qualified to set up a club. After all, people like Mu Bai who were highly expected by the top management of Shenhai University before entering the university are few in number.

Therefore, the establishment of the Samsara Club also caused a lot of noise and discussion.

You should know that the daily activities of the club include leading the team into the dungeon. The existence of a large-scale dungeon world often has more generous rewards than a single-player dungeon. Many old students are very clear about this.

Shenhai University, a university standing on the blue coast, presents a series of quiet and vibrant campus scenes.

In the early morning, when the first ray of sunlight penetrates the clouds and gently sprinkles on every corner of the campus, Shenhai University wakes up in this warm light. On the wide road, students in school uniforms rush to the classroom or stroll leisurely under the shade of the trees, their faces are filled with youthful vigor and desire for knowledge.

On the campus, the ancient buildings and modern teaching buildings complement each other, telling the fusion of history and the future. Each building is like a heavy book, waiting for students to explore the knowledge and wisdom in it. The glass curtain wall of the library reflects the sunlight and shines brightly. It is a treasure house for students to absorb knowledge and a harbor for them to think quietly.

Beside the tree-lined path, various flowers are blooming in the flower beds, colorful and fragrant. Occasionally, a few birds play among the flowers, and the crisp bird calls are intertwined with the bells of the distant teaching building, forming a wonderful campus symphony.

It has to be said that the entire university is something Mu Bai has never heard of. It is obvious that the entire university in the alien space is built up by the resources of many copy worlds.

After leading Su Xue, Long Ying'er, Zhong Jue and others to register for the club, Shen Que yawned and wanted to go back to sleep.

At present, more than a dozen people in the club are freshmen, most of whom are selected by Mu Bai. The conditions for entering the Samsara Club are also very simple, that is, freshmen who have engaged in actual combat will compete with each other, and the strong will enter and the weak will be eliminated.

Many freshmen present were staring at Mu Bai. Both male and female freshmen had strange colors in their eyes. After all, Mu Bai was too famous. He ranked first in the martial arts exam and was a hero who saved the city. He had strong fighting power. The combination of all these identities and honors was extremely terrifying.

"Mu Bai, may I ask if the president of the Samsara Club was also selected through strength?"

Ruan Lang, a freshman from Dahuang Province, said with a smile, but the meaning of his words was obviously questioning Mu Bai's fighting ability.

Ruan Lang, a freshman who had just entered Shenhai University, left a deep impression on people. He was of medium height, but his posture was upright, like an unyielding pine tree, revealing a tenacious temperament. His hair was dark black, with a little bit of natural curls, casually scattered on his forehead, adding a bit of unruly style to him.

Ruan Lang's facial features were deep and three-dimensional, and there was an indescribable sharpness between his eyebrows. His eyes were deep and bright, like a deep pool that could see into people's hearts, and at the same time flashing with curiosity and desire for the unknown world. Whenever he stares at a place with a sharp gaze, people always feel a kind of stubbornness that refuses to admit defeat.

His face has clear lines and a slightly tough outline, like a carved work of art. His skin is healthy wheat-colored due to frequent outdoor activities, which complements his deep facial features. When his lips are tightly closed, a firm line appears, showing his inner determination and persistence.

Ruan Lang's temperament reveals a kind of unruly wildness.

"Mu Bai, is it done? I think we can go back to the assigned dormitory to sleep."

Shen Que, who was yawning, was obviously bored and lazy, as if he didn't hear Ruan Lang's words at all.

"Senior Shen Que, what do you mean by interrupting me? I heard that President Mu Bai didn't dare to fight against Li Dai Tian, ​​so I doubted the president's combat power."

Ruan Lang said with a smile, and came to Shen Que's side at the same time, which made Shen Que speechless.

"You idiot, don't you know I'm saving you?"

"What do you mean by saving me?"

"Pah!"

Mu Bai calmly clapped his hands, interrupting the quarrel between the two, and also attracted the attention of others.

"If you want to quarrel, go outside. I'm going to say something important now."

In the activity room of the Samsara Society, the president Mu Bai was standing calmly in front of everyone, imparting his combat experience. His voice was neither high nor low, but it carried a kind of majesty and depth that could not be ignored.

Mu Bai was wearing a simple white shirt, the hem of which fluttered gently in the wind, like a calm warrior. His eyes were deep and firm, as if he could see through the doubts and uneasiness deep in the hearts of each member.

"Fighting is not only a contest of strength, but also a contest of mind." MuBai spoke slowly, and every word sounded like a well-thought-out motto. He analyzed the strategies and techniques in every battle in detail, simplifying the complex battle situation into clear and easy-to-understand steps.

Ruan Lang originally stood aside with a slightly impatient look on his face. He always liked to be straightforward and was not interested in such a lengthy explanation. However, as Mu Bai's words deepened, he gradually discovered that the president's explanation was not general. Every experience Mu Bai taught seemed to be an answer to his deep doubts.

Mu Bai noticed Ruan Lang's changes, and he turned his head slightly and met Ruan Lang's eyes. At that moment, Ruan Lang felt an unprecedented calmness and concentration. He seemed to be attracted by Mu Bai's words and immersed in this explanation of the battle involuntarily.

"In battle, keeping a cool head is more important than anything else." Mu Bai's words seemed to be said to Ruan Lang, and to all members. His voice echoed in the air with a convincing power.

At that moment, the entire activity room became unusually quiet.

Only Mu Bai's voice was flowing slowly, like a clear stream, nourishing the hearts of every member.

Halfway through his speech, Mu Bai also took off his shirt, his well-proportioned and strong body and muscles made people unable to look away.

"Adjusting muscle groups to dodge or attack is the basis of physical skills. I will teach you some common sense in this regard. Ruan Lang, since you doubt my strength, come up and fight with me. I will use you as a model."

After listening to Mu Bai's explanation, Ruan Lang suddenly laughed out loud. His laughter echoed in the empty activity room, with a bit of frivolity and disdain. He felt that Mu Bai's invitation to fight was simply humiliating himself, as if he was challenging him, a freshman, trying to show his majesty.

Ruan Lang's laughter gradually stopped, his eyes became sharp, and he stared at Mu Bai. He didn't speak, but his momentum was constantly rising, like a cheetah about to pounce, full of danger and aggression.

He stepped forward, came to Mu Bai, and took a fighting stance without hesitation. His muscles were tense, his body leaned forward slightly, and his hands were clenched, ready to attack at any time. His eyes flashed with provocation and fighting spirit, as if saying: "Come on, let me see how strong you are."

Mu Bai looked at Ruan Lang, his eyes were still as calm as water. He was not shaken by Ruan Lang's provocation, nor did he show any anger or uneasiness.

He just stood there quietly, waiting for Ruan Lang's attack, like an unshakable mountain, letting the wind and rain come.

The atmosphere in the venue suddenly became tense, and other members retreated one after another, leaving enough fighting space for the two.

A seemingly sudden duel was about to unfold in this activity room.

Among the crowd, Chu Yun, who had met in the cafe before, was also there. He was the rubber fruit ability user who had not awakened the fruit ability. At this moment, he looked at the two people in the distance intently.

"Mu Bai won't lose."

Shen Que was originally sitting in the corner of the activity room, quietly observing the movements in the venue. His eyes were deep, as if he could see through the essence behind all appearances. When Chu Yun questioned Mu Bai's fighting ability, Shen Que's mouth suddenly raised a playful arc.

As Chu Yun's words fell, Shen Que finally couldn't help laughing. His laughter was loud and wanton, like a gust of wind, instantly breaking the tranquility in the activity room. His laughter revealed his disdain for Chu Yun's ignorance, and also contained absolute trust in Mu Bai's strength.

"Hahaha, Chu Yun, you underestimate Mu Bai too much." Shen Que laughed and shook his head, with a sneer in his eyes, "Mu Bai's strength is not as simple as you see on the surface. If he goes all out, I'm afraid even I will feel daunted."

Shen Que's words made Chu Yun's face change slightly. He didn't question Mu Bai's fighting ability, but it was really that this Ruan Lang gave people too much oppression. It was obvious that the devil fruit was not simple.