Devil Fruit: Invincible from the Tremor-Tremor Fruit

Bachi stood not far away, watching the fierce battle between Hawkeye and Mu Bai, his heart full of anxiety and panic. He turned his head and looked at the sea in the distance, only to see a huge tsunami approaching rapidly, with the momentum of destroying the world.

"The tsunami is coming!!" Bachi shouted in horror, his voice trembling in the wind, revealing deep fear, "Hawkeye, run away with me!"

He waved his arms, trying to attract Hawkeye's attention. However, Hawkeye and Mu Bai were immersed in a fierce battle and did not seem to be aware of the impending disaster.

Bachi was anxious, he knew the power of the tsunami, it would be devastating. He shouted again: "Hawkeye! Stop! The tsunami is coming, we must run away immediately!"

At this moment, Bachi had only one thought in his mind: escape from this disaster and survive. He hoped that Hawkeye could hear his cry and escape with him from the island that was about to be swallowed by the tsunami.

His eyes were full of anxiety and expectation, hoping that Hawkeye could make a wise choice and escape with him.

Bachi's terrified cry echoed in the sea breeze, but Hawkeye seemed not to hear it. He had a firm look in his eyes and was concentrating on confronting Mu Bai. He held the black knife in his hand, and the blade flashed with a cold light, reflecting his calm and decisive face.

"The battle continues." Hawkeye said to Mu Bai, his voice calm but full of power. He seemed to have ignored the coming tsunami. At this moment, there was only this unfinished battle in his world.

Mu Bai looked at Hawkeye, and a trace of admiration flashed in his eyes. He also held the sword in his hand tightly, ready to meet Hawkeye's next attack. The battle between the two seemed to have become an independent small universe, and any external interference could not break their concentration.

Bachi became more anxious when he saw this.

Crocodile was holding a cigar, looking leisurely. He originally planned to intervene in the battle between Hawkeye and Mu Bai, wanting to try his skills, or at least get a share of this master duel. However, when he tried to approach the battlefield, Hawkeye suddenly turned around, his eyes like a knife, piercing Crocodile's heart.

"This is a battle between me and Mu Bai, don't interfere." Hawkeye's voice was cold and firm, revealing an unquestionable majesty.

Crocodile was shocked by Hawkeye's eyes and tone. He felt the powerful aura emanating from the other party, which was a sharp spirit honed after countless life-and-death battles. He knew that although he was strong, he was probably still a little inferior to Hawkeye.

So Crocodile had to step back. He took a deep puff of cigar, exhaled a string of smoke rings, and looked at the two people on the battlefield with complicated eyes.

He understood that this battle was beyond his ability. He could only be a bystander and watch this duel between masters quietly.

Before turning around and leaving, Crocodile said to Hawkeye in a deep voice: "Hawkeye, take care." Although his voice was low, it revealed a sincere concern. These two short words are not only a blessing to Hawkeye, but also a kind of relief for his own heart.

Crocodile's figure gradually disappeared on the battlefield, leaving only the rising cigar smoke. Hawkeye was slightly stunned after hearing his words, then nodded and continued to fight with Mu Bai. He knew that this battle was far from over and he had to go all out.

After Hawkeye forced Crocodile back, he turned to face Mu Bai again, his eyes flashing with fighting spirit, as if saying: "Our battle is not over yet."