"Abel, I want to check your body again."

「......」

Abel suddenly heard this kind of words, and immediately looked at Luo a little messy.

He wanted to ask the other person, "Is your physical examination serious?"

Was it just literal, or was he overthinking?

But soon he heard Luo explain, "I've heard about you injecting toxins into your body, Abel, you're too impulsive."

So that's how it was...

Looking at Luo's somewhat anxious and worried expression, Abel also felt warm in his heart.

After all, no matter what time it is, having a friend who always cares about you is a very heartwarming and happy thing.

It's just that there are some reasons, and he really can't explain it to Luo.

So he had no choice but to nod and agree to Luo's proposal.

"I want to know, what toxins have you been injected?"

"Uh, I think... There's the toxin of the king cobra, the toxin of the blue-ringed octopus..."

Abel picked out some toxins from this world and told Law.

After Luo listened, his expression suddenly became very solemn.

Apparently Abel's madness still scared him a little.

"Fighting poison with poison is usually a very dangerous treatment, and it is necessary to analyze the fusion and restraint relationship between toxins and toxins in advance, even if it is just the difference between one more gram and one gram less, it may add poison to poison."

"To be honest, it's a miracle that you haven't died on the spot after injecting so many messy toxins into your body!"

Abel nodded undeniably, in fact, he did survive nine deaths.

If he didn't have the talent of [Samurai Soul], he might not have the courage to try.

After the examination, Luo Tight frowned, his expression was a little puzzled, "Strange, the original Perpevirin in your body has indeed completed some kind of mutation, but the terrifying poison after this mutation actually did not kill you directly, but most of it hibernated peacefully in your heart, could it really be that you accidentally solved the Perpin disease that no one can cure?"

"No, it's not! Your physical condition shows no signs of improving, and the rest of your life is..."

Luo suddenly paused, looking a little lost and apologetic.

But Abel smiled casually, "You said it, it's already a miracle that I'm still alive. Isn't it possible that a few more miracles will happen in the future, and maybe one day I will suddenly be cured."

Luo suddenly cried and laughed a little after hearing this, if something like a miracle can appear so simply, then it won't be called a miracle.

However, Abel's messing around did provide him with a new way of thinking, and when he returned, he needed to study and study well, and maybe he could really make a breakthrough in the treatment of Perp's disease.

Thinking of this, he was a little more inspired.

Before leaving, he said to Abel, "You must not be so reckless in the future, it was just your luck before, but luck will not always be on your side."

"Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes. Long-winded..."

After pushing Luo out in three or two, Abel knew about it, and he was temporarily fooled. ….

In the future, you just need to make it up again with this excuse.

It's just that what makes him feel strange is that his lifespan has really increased by two years, but Luo couldn't check it out, what is the reason for this?

After thinking about it carefully, Abel thought of a possibility.

Luo actually speculated about himself and how much life he had left through the lesions of several stages of Perpin disease.

It's actually quite accurate!

But the problem is that now Abel's Perp lead disease has become a talent of his own, and it is still mutated.

In this case, the estimation based on the original form of the lesion is no longer accurate.

After thinking about this, Abel

No more entanglements.

"Dry rice, dry rice!"

Touching his stomach, Abel who felt that he was still not full simply went to the kitchen to eat the buffet.

。。。。。。

For the next period of time, Abel squeezed his potential every day and developed a training plan that could be called the devil.

Doflamingo didn't bother him, and even after he became a cadre, he was never assigned a task.

This also gave Abel a chance to break through his own limits.

And the day came a little earlier than he expected.

Bang, bang, bang...!

Abel was distracted, constantly punching the solid steel pillar in front of him.

It's been a whole day, and his fists are already bloody and stained red with the bandages wrapped around his hands.

But he still punches tirelessly, but the speed of his punches is getting slower and slower...

If someone is present at this time, they will find that although his punching speed has slowed down, the power condensed by each punch is becoming more and more turbulent!

A few hours ago, Abel felt like he was punching, as if there was a latent force in his body about to burst out.

It seems that one more punch will be able to break this barrier.

But after a few hours, it was as if it was just his delusion.

No, that's not a delusion!

Able could clearly sense that the turbulent power was already gaining momentum!

One punch, maybe just one more punch...

He gritted his teeth and persisted, with an indomitable spirit, his right fist blasted out!

In an instant, a special stream of air erupted from every pore of his body, and then condensed on his right fist.

Boom!!!

With a loud bang, the steel pillar shook violently.

When Able retracted his fists and stood up, he could clearly see a bloody dent left on the steel column.

He stretched out his right hand again, as if it was covered with an invisible air current.

This is the most basic entry stage of armed color domineering - cloud and mist winding!

Unable to suppress the joy in his heart, Abel simply fell backwards in a large shape, lying on the ground and laughing loudly.

Although learning to see and hear the domineering and armed domineering is the beginning of the road to the strong, it only took such a short time to cross this threshold, even if you look at the great voyage of countless geniuses, it is enough to be proud!

Behind the window of a room facing the training ground, Doflamingo was sipping a glass of red wine, the smile on his face that was inscrutable.

Although he is very optimistic about Abel's talent, he also admits that the other party works hard enough, even to the point of being a little masochistic.

But he still didn't expect that Abel would be able to learn two kinds of domineering in such a short period of time.

Even if he is just getting started, not everyone can do it, not even himself.

"With this terrible talent, one day, you will be feared by the world."

"I'm curious, what kind of choice will you make when that time comes?"

Faceless and desolate