My bones seem to itch a little... Is it the effect of the medicine?
Lu Yuan stretched his fingers and looked at the black sandbag tied to the cement pillar.
Lin Zhiquin had given it to him when he returned from the Origin Martial Arts Hall. The sandbag was filled with sand that had been fried with special medicinal herbs, also intended for auxiliary skin training.
It was specifically used to practice important areas like fists, feet, and elbows.
Although Lu Yuan had been careful to control his punching power, several hours of pummeling had left the sandbag almost broken, and a mix of black and white sand trickled out with a soft SSSHHH sound.
I'll ask Mom to sew a few more bags later. When 80 percent of the sand turns black, it should be replaced...
Lu Yuan picked up the mineral water bottle placed beside the pillar and drank several mouthfuls with a GLUG, GLUG, then tossed the empty bottle into a nearby bin.
