《Airi》5- Life force
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Chapter 4
After returning to the river we started washing ourselves, or I should say mother washed me cuddled me then washed herself. In the middle of it all I asked her something that has been bothering me for quit a while.
-Mother why don't I feel hungry?
Yes since coming to this world I didn't feel hungry at all,quit bizarre...
-I told you that you will not age, we white tigers are not immortal, there dosn't exist any immortal in this world we can still die but it is verry difficult to kill us, our skin is tough and even if we lose an arm or even our head we can regenerate it as long as we have life force, and as long as we have life force we don't feel hunger nor thirst, we don(t even need to breath.(Elanora)
Told me mother while washing my hair.What a cheat!!!!
-Hmmm...life force?(Airi)
-In this world there is what we call mana it exist in everything and can be used by human and other races as spells by mages or warriors to make them stronger. However, there doesn't exist only mana, there also exist life force or you can call it QI in every being and is more abundant than mana, and the only one that can use Qi are magical beast or divine beast like us. For example when you killed that Cerberus earlier, you saw that you where wrapped in some sorte of silver light?(Elanora)
-Yes, I also saw it wrapping you mother yesterday.(Airi)
-That is QI,when it exceeds a certain amount it could even be seen by the naked eyes, theoretically speaking humans also have life force dormant in them but if they forcibly try to use it they would die because their soul is too week to be able to control that power, but you are different since your soul was so strong compared to even me, when I forcibly unsealed you Qi and changed your genes to that of a white tigre, not only your soul didn't get overwhelmed it even instinctively directed your Qi and my power through your body an fused them perfectly.(Elanora)
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I can feel mother is proud of me from her tone,hehehehe...
-If you used Qi earlier when you pounced at the cerberus I think you would have at least exited the forest with one pounce...(Elanora)
Said mother in a somewhat resigned voice...
-Now get out of the river we are starting your training now.
I obediently chased after mother. When we got out, mom stood facing the river and I watched her skeptical from behind.
-Watch closely.(Elanora)
Mother raised her hand and formed it into the shape of claws. Suddenly her hand started glowing with silver light then slashed at the river. What came out was five big slash in the air radiating silver that pounced with great speed cutting the river in five, if It was a normal person they wouldn't have been able to see a think but mother didn't( stop there,before her attack reached the other side of the shore she jumped in the air and...started running atop the air arrived before the slashes to the other direction of the shore, crossed her arm together that where radiating a silver glow and waited to receive her own attack...which didn't leave any mark on her or even budge her...
I was slack jawed...looking at the dumbfound me mother smirked then run on air again to land next to me.
-How is it do you want to learn how to control your Qi?(Elanora)
-OF COURSE!!!!(Airi)
At that time I didn't realize mother looking pale...I should have realized...
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-First you will start by learning how to control your body,And the best way for that is martial art.(Elanora)
After I calmed down my excitement mother started lecturing me in the path of training.
-The white tiger martial art is a martial art that not only make use of hand,feet,elbow and knees. We also make use of our sharp nails.
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Saying that mother transformed her hand and feet like I did last time with sharp nails and white fur.
-Now stand up and take out your nails, and change your appearance to your older self.
I did like she said,I changed my appearance to a 16 years old with easy,but for my nails and fur, at first I was skeptical if I could transform like I did before but, when I thought about it I did it naturally as if it was a part of my body I can control naturally. By the way same for my tail I can twist it and turn it just like an arm...kind of cute...
After that started the *ehem*hellish*ehem* training. The white tiger martial art is kind of similar to Muay Thai that connect perfectly when using nails for wide attack.
After 5 hours of beati...training martial art I was exhausted, but mother didn't let me catch my breath...Immediately after that she started lecturing about QI.
-To control your Qi you have to use your soul like did when I gave you my power but this time you have to do it consciously, for that close your eye and try to see the Qi with your soul,then try merging with it, normally this take a year for divine beasts to take a hang of it but I know that you would do it within the blink of an eye with a powerful soul like yours.
I did like mother said I closed my eyes and started concentrating and just like last time I could sense every life in miles around me in the form of light, I concentrated into my own light and delved more and more into it. When I sensed I was deep enough,I tried merging with it and it did not take long to do so.
Opening my eyes,I had wide grin plastered on my face.
-hah, as expected you did it really fast.(Elanora)
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