In the world of pirates, the most famous thing related to 'qi' is [domineering].

Domineering is a latent power that all humans in this world possess, an innate ability that exists just like instinct.

It's just that the vast majority of people are not aware of this power, or they will not be able to exert it in their lifetime.

But this power is not the same as that of Rao Brown. The qigong mentioned by G is not a thing at all.

Rao S. The 'qi' mentioned by G, in Abel's view, is actually biological energy.

He's all too familiar with it!

If someone else is still struggling with how to do it at this point, then he doesn't even need to think about it.

Just like instinct, he controlled the food cells to extract some of the bioenergy in his body, and then carefully controlled it and transported it to the 'dantian' for storage.

The energy lost in the process is negligible.

But his case is almost impossible to replicate.

After all, there should be no second gastronomic cell in this world.

The first success made Abel feel happy, so he immediately began to make a second and third attempt.

Every time it went well, but as the number of times increased, the loss of biological energy in his body intensified, and he inevitably felt tired.

And what made him even more shocked was that the food cells that had been honest and obedient just now also began to continuously transmit the signal of [hunger].

His instinct immediately told him that if he continued recklessly, then what awaited him was most likely to be the backlash of the food cells in his body!

So he immediately stopped this dangerous behavior, and sighed very depressedly.

"How's it going, do you feel yourself? There is no need to be discouraged, the old man has been practicing boxing for a full twenty years, and only one morning he suddenly had an epiphany and 'saw' himself. ”

"It's good to be able to do this in the next five years."

Seeing Abel wake up, he sighed very melancholy. G immediately 'comforted' him.

But Abel didn't appreciate it at all, and said bluntly: "It doesn't take that long, I have already completed three 'Zhou Tian' as you said." ”

"What?!"

Rao S. G is like being old and deaf, stretching out a finger and constantly picking out his ear.

Seeing that he didn't believe it, Abel simply proved it with practical actions.

Consciousness communicates with the 'dantian', releasing the energy stored in it and re-injecting it into every cell of the body...

Fight to keep your fist, open!

In just an instant, the muscles on Abel's body bulged slightly.

Although the change is not obvious, it has been seen in Rao G, it seems that it is no less than a meteorite falling in front of him!

As the ultimate secret technique he personally created, there is naturally no one who knows better than him.

At this time, the slightest change in Abel's body could not escape his eyes.

It's simply incredible!

Although the increase is very small, it is indeed the effect of the battle fist!

That momentum is unique, and he will never admit that he is wrong!

"It's... You... I..."

Rao S. G was shocked and was already a little speechless.

Creating a fighting fist is the proudest thing in his life.

As a result, he was now taught in a day, which really made him a little shocked and unbelievable.

"You're asking me how I did that, right?"

In the end, Abel asked for him.

Rao S. G nodded hurriedly!

Then he heard a very Versailles, and a very self-contained answer.

"I don't know the specifics, anyway, as you said, I tried it casually and it worked. It doesn't seem to be very difficult, you can't be perfunctory to me, right? ”

I tried it casually...

It doesn't seem to be very difficult...

Rao S. When G heard this, his brain turned red, and his temples were even more bruised!

But in the face of Abel, who easily learned his unique meaning, he had nowhere to attack.

"Aba, Aba, Aba..."

"Huh? Let me describe it specifically? Okay, for your age's sake. I was like that, and I was like that, and then..."

"Aba, Aba... Abba Aba! ”

"How do I feel now? Hungry! I'm hungry and tired, and I probably understand why you said that practicing this trick would delay other training. ”

After exchanging ideas for a while in a very peculiar way, Abel patted his ass and went to the kitchen to find something to eat.

Left alone with an extraordinarily complicated complexion of Rao G is messy alone in the wind.

Until now, he didn't want to believe it was true.

But then for some reason there was some relief and bitterness.

He, who had never been superstitious about genius, also began to waver, shocked by Abel's talent and... Afraid!

If it weren't for the torture of Perp's disease, he couldn't imagine how high the other party would have grown.

The great swordsman of the future?

Can Abel become a real swordsman? G doesn't know.

But he knew that this kid's talent in physical skills was not weaker than his talent in the field of kendo at all.

"What kind of monster boy did the young master of Dover recruit for the family..."

Rao S. G sighed softly, and then hammered his old waist with his hand and went back.

The future is destined to belong to those young people.

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After paralyzing all five cooks, Abel suddenly found that he had two natural huge advantages when cultivating combat and protecting his fist.

That's the purple talent of gourmet cells and [fast digestion]!

The former can help him extract and transport and store bioenergy almost without loss, while the latter can help him decompose and absorb food as quickly as possible, and then convert it into bioenergy needed by the body.

The two complement each other and are indispensable.

That is to say, as long as there is enough food, he can take care of his daily training and the cultivation of fighting and protecting his fist, and it will not delay the speed at which he becomes stronger.

The bad news is that he may have to at least double the amount of food he eats.

If it's a low-calorie food, you'll need more.

But the good news is that as a member of the Don Quixote family, there are naturally people who are in charge of food and shelter.

So even if he eats more, it's fine.

It's a big deal to hire a few more chefs in the future.

Doflamingo, who makes money every day, will not be eaten down by him.

But even though he said that, when the family members had dinner together in the evening, everyone, including Doflamingo, was stunned.

Or underestimate a certain rice bucket!

So much so that when they came back to their senses, they found that not only was there no food on the table, but even the plates were bright enough to reflect the human figure!

Doflamingo put down his fork speechlessly, and ordered, "Inform the kitchen, and in the future, the amount of each meal will be doubled as it is now... No, triple to prepare. ”