In the world of pirates, the most famous thing related to 'qi' is [Haki].
Haki is a potential power possessed by all human beings in this world. It is an innate ability that exists just like instinct.
It's just that most people are not aware of this power, or they are unable to exert it throughout their lives.
But this kind of power is completely different from the Qigong mentioned by Rao G.
The 'qi' mentioned by Rao G, in Abel's view, is actually biological energy.
He is so familiar with this thing!
If someone else would still be worried about how to do it at this point, then he wouldn't even need to think about it.
Just like instinct, he controlled the food cells to extract part of the biological energy in the body, and then carefully controlled it to transport it to the 'Dantian' for storage.
The energy consumed in the entire process is almost negligible.
But cases like his are almost impossible to replicate.
After all, there shouldn't be another gourmet cell in the world.
The first success made Abel feel happy, so he immediately started the second and third attempts.
Every time it went smoothly, but as the number of times increased, the loss of biological energy in the body increased, and he inevitably felt tired.
What was even more shocking to him was that the gourmet cells that had been obedient just now began to continuously send out [hungry] signals.
His intuition immediately told him that if he continued regardless of the consequences, what was waiting for him was likely to be a backlash from the gourmet cells in his body!
So he immediately stopped this dangerous behavior and sighed depressedly.
"How about it, do you feel yourself? Don't be discouraged if you don't. I have been practicing boxing for twenty years before I suddenly had an epiphany one morning and 'saw' myself."
"If you can do this within the next five years, it would be pretty good."
Seeing Abel wake up and sighing sadly, Rao G immediately 'comforted' him.
But Abel didn't appreciate it at all and said bluntly: "It doesn't take that long. I have completed three 'weeks' as you said."
"What?!"
Rao G seemed to have become deaf because of his age. He stretched out a finger and kept picking at his ears.
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 protect your fists, open!
In just an instant, the muscles on Abel's body bulged slightly.
Although the change was not obvious, in Rao G's opinion, it was no less than a meteorite falling in front of him!
As the ultimate secret technique that he personally created, there is naturally no one who knows it better than him.
At this time, not a single change in Abel's body could escape his eyes.
This is simply incredible!
Although the increase is very weak, it is indeed the effect of fighting and protecting fists!
That aura is unique and he will never admit it!
"This...you...I..."
Rao G was so shocked that he was speechless.
Creating the combat protection boxing was the thing he was most proud of in his life.
As a result, someone learned it in one day, which really shocked him and made him unable to believe it.
"You want to ask me how on earth I did it, right?"
In the end it was Abel who asked for him.
Rao G nodded quickly!
Then he heard an answer that was extremely Versailles and made him autistic.
"I don't know the specifics. Anyway, I just tried it as you said and it worked. It doesn't seem to be difficult. Are you deliberately perfunctory with me?"
Just gave it a try...
It doesn't seem to be difficult...
After Rao G heard this, his forehead turned red with anger, and veins popped out on his temples!
But facing Abel, who easily learned his unique secrets, he was unable to get angry.
"Abba, Ababa, Abba..."
"Huh? Let me describe it in detail? Okay, considering your age. I did that at that time, and then did that again, and finally..."
"Aba Aba... Aba Aba!"
"Ask me how I feel now? I'm hungry! I'm hungry and tired. I probably understand why you said practicing this move will delay other training."
After communicating in a very strange way for a while, Abel patted his butt and hurriedly went to the kitchen to find something to eat.
Rao G, who looked extremely complicated, was left alone and messy in the wind.
Until now, he still didn't want to believe it was true.
But then I felt a little relieved and bitter for some reason.
He, who had never been superstitious about genius, began to waver. He was shocked and...frightened by Abel's talent!
If it weren't for the torture of Permanent Disease, he simply couldn't imagine how high the other party could grow.
The future great swordsman?
Rao G didn't know whether Abel could become a real great swordsman.
But he knew that this boy's talent in physical skills was not inferior to his talent in the field of swordsmanship.
"What kind of monster boy did Young Master Dover recruit for the family..."
Rao G sighed softly, then hammered his waist with his hand and went back.
The future is destined to belong to those young people.
. . . . . . .
After Abel paralyzed all five chefs from exhaustion, he suddenly discovered that he had two natural and huge advantages when practicing combat protection boxing.
That is the purple talent of gourmet cells and [rapid digestion]!
The former can help him extract, transport and store biological energy with almost no loss, while the latter can help him decompose and absorb food as quickly as possible, and then convert it into the biological energy needed by the body.
The two complement each other and are indispensable.
In other words, as long as there is enough food, he can take into account his daily training and the practice of combat protection boxing, which will not delay his speed of becoming stronger.
But the bad news is that his appetite may have to be at least doubled on the original basis.
If it is a food with lower calories, more is needed.
But the good news is that as a member of the Don Quixote family, there will naturally be someone to take care of food and housing.
So no matter how much he eats, there is no problem.
At worst, we will hire more chefs in the future.
Doflamingo, who makes a lot of money every day, will never be overwhelmed by him.
But even though he said that, when the family members gathered for dinner in the evening, everyone, including Doflamingo, was still stunned.
In other words, I underestimated a certain loser!
So when they came back to their senses, they found that not only were there no dishes on the table, but even the plates were so shiny that they could reflect the figures of people!
Doflamingo put down his fork speechlessly and ordered: "Notify the kitchen that the amount of each meal will be twice... no, three times the current amount."
