Standing there, alone, with the lights off, he removed the suit from his body and threw it aside, undid the top button of his shirt, loosened the buttons on his sleeves, took off his watch, and from the side found a set of boxing wraps, winding them around his hands, all the way up to his wrists, without wearing gloves, he punched the sandbag hard.
No steps, no body movement, and no taps, just punching with heavy strikes, each blow getting stronger and stronger.
The inertia from the swaying sandbag crashed towards him, and Qin Shaonan responded with heavy punches, each strike faster than the last, reaching the peak of hardness, power, force, and weight in an instant.
In less than ten minutes, the sandbag let out a muffled groan and burst!
He replaced it with another one and continued!
After a whole night of hitting sandbags, by the next morning, the entire Training Room was filled with sand, scattered all over the floor.
