With a powerful cry, a petite and swift fist plunged into the sandbag like a sharpened iron pestle.
After pulling her fists out of the sandbag, the female Khajiit wearing short sleeves for practicing martial arts pulled off a white towel from the iron bar at hand and wiped the sweat from her forehead.
rustle......
The fine grains of sand in the iron rat skin sandbag slowly leaked out from the hole. At this time, a strong tiger warrior quickly walked to the sandbag, skillfully filled the holes in the sandbag with a rag, and then
He put the big sandbag as tall as a person on his shoulders and walked out with his back straight.
A sturdy tiger warrior walked in from another door, carrying a intact sandbag on his shoulders. After hanging the sandbag back to its original position quickly, he first respectfully said to the man next to him.
The petite tiger man bowed before walking out.
"This is the fifth sandbag today. Your Highness Bai Feng, you can rest now."
This thick voice came from a man in black robes sitting on a bench against the wall. From the yellow and black striped hands exposed outside his black robes, it could be judged that he was actually a tiger man.
"Well, that's it for today."
In response to the black-robed tiger-man's proposal, the petite female tiger-man nodded slightly. She reached out and touched the patches on the new sandbag that looked like beggars' uniforms, and said dissatisfiedly:
"The training tools provided here are becoming more and more rudimentary. These patchy sandbags can't withstand my gravity punch before I gather my energy."
The black-robed tiger man sitting on the bench sighed: "Human beings have always been stingy and cunning. Even if we fight for them, they are not willing to provide us with a better cultivation environment and resources."
After saying that, he smiled and said: "But three years ago, Your Highness Bai Feng did not have the power to pierce the iron rat skin with one punch. This also shows that His Highness Bai Feng's strength is no longer the same. I think your talent has already
More than your father."
"No..."
The female tiger man standing on the stage lowered her head and said in a dull tone:
"As long as I don't successfully escape this predicament and return to my hometown, I will not be worthy to be compared with my father."
"You will do it one day, kid, we always believe in you."
As the black-robed tiger man spoke, he stood up from the bench with his hands on the wall. The tiger man who had moved the sandbags back came back. He walked directly to the black-robed tiger man and carefully supported him.
The black-robed tiger man, supported by the tiger warriors, bowed to the female tiger man and said, "It's getting late. I'll take my leave first. Your Highness, please take a rest early."
The tiger woman nodded and said in return, "Yes, I will. Uncle Hei, walk slowly."
After the other tribesmen had retreated, the tiger woman let out a breath of relief, wiped the skin under the collar and the sweat under her armpits with a towel, put the towel on her shoulders, and walked off the stage.
The Khajiit tribe is one of the orc tribes that is closer to humans in appearance. Their body shape and appearance are similar to humans, but their ears grow on the top of their heads and form a triangle. Some Khajiit people also have downy hair growing in their ears, behind their buttocks.
At the end of the tail vertebra, there is a tail that is about one foot long and has stripes and down.
Apart from these two obvious differences, Khajiit looks no different from humans at first glance.
However, the Khajiit are also a branch of the orcs after all. They rely on their innate fighting talents, powerful bloodline abilities, and wisdom that is on par with humans to become the best among the orcs.
Her name is Bai Feng, and she is a rare white tiger among the tiger people.
The young man thought he needed to sort out his thoughts now.
Due to internal emergency, the young man ventured through the extremely complicated ventilation duct and finally got out after all the hard work. It turned out that the exit was connected to a bathroom, and it was obvious that the owner of this bathroom was planning to use it.
"Drink!"
With a powerful cry, a petite and swift fist plunged into the sandbag like a sharpened iron pestle.
After pulling her fists out of the sandbag, the female Khajiit wearing short sleeves for practicing martial arts pulled off a white towel from the iron bar at hand and wiped the sweat from her forehead.
rustle......
The fine grains of sand in the iron rat skin sandbag slowly leaked out from the hole. At this time, a strong tiger warrior quickly walked to the sandbag, skillfully filled the holes in the sandbag with a rag, and then
He put the big sandbag as tall as a person on his shoulders and walked out with his back straight.
A sturdy tiger warrior walked in from another door, carrying a intact sandbag on his shoulders. After hanging the sandbag back to its original position quickly, he first respectfully said to the man next to him.
The petite tiger man bowed before walking out.
"This is the fifth sandbag today. Your Highness Bai Feng, you can rest now."
This thick voice came from a man in black robes sitting on a bench against the wall. From the yellow and black striped hands exposed outside his black robes, it could be judged that he was actually a tiger man.
"Well, that's it for today."
In response to the black-robed tiger-man's proposal, the petite female tiger-man nodded slightly. She reached out and touched the patches on the new sandbag that looked like beggars' uniforms, and said dissatisfiedly:
"The training tools provided here are becoming more and more rudimentary. These patchy sandbags can't withstand my gravity punch before I gather my energy."
The black-robed tiger man sitting on the bench sighed: "Human beings have always been stingy and cunning. Even if we fight for them, they are not willing to provide us with a better cultivation environment and resources."
After saying that, he smiled and said: "But three years ago, Your Highness Bai Feng did not have the power to pierce the iron rat skin with one punch. This also shows that His Highness Bai Feng's strength is no longer the same. I think your talent has already
More than your father."
"No..."
The female tiger man standing on the stage lowered her head and said in a dull tone:
"As long as I don't successfully escape this predicament and return to my hometown, I will not be worthy to be compared with my father."
"You will do it one day, kid, we always believe in you."
As the black-robed tiger man spoke, he stood up from the bench with his hands on the wall. The tiger man who had moved the sandbags back came back. He walked directly to the black-robed tiger man and carefully supported him.
The black-robed tiger man, supported by the tiger warriors, bowed to the female tiger man and said, "It's getting late. I'll take my leave first. Your Highness, please take a rest early."
The tiger woman nodded and said in return, "Yes, I will. Uncle Hei, walk slowly."
After the other tribesmen had retreated, the tiger woman let out a breath of relief, wiped the skin under the collar and the sweat under her armpits with a towel, put the towel on her shoulders, and walked off the stage.
The Khajiit tribe is one of the orc tribes that is closer to humans in appearance. Their body shape and appearance are similar to humans, but their ears grow on the top of their heads and form a triangle. Some Khajiit people also have downy hair growing in their ears, behind their buttocks.
At the end of the tail vertebra, there is a tail that is about one foot long and has stripes and down.
Apart from these two obvious differences, Khajiit looks no different from humans at first glance.
However, the Khajiit are also a branch of the orcs after all. They rely on their innate fighting talents, powerful bloodline abilities, and wisdom that is on par with humans to become the best among the orcs.
Her name is Bai Feng, and she is a rare white tiger among the tiger people.
The young man thought he needed to sort out his thoughts now.
Due to internal emergency, the young man ventured through the extremely complicated ventilation duct and finally got out after all the hard work. It turned out that the exit was connected to a bathroom, and it was obvious that the owner of this bathroom was planning to use it.
"Drink!"
With a powerful cry, a petite and swift fist plunged into the sandbag like a sharpened iron pestle.
After pulling her fists out of the sandbag, the female Khajiit wearing short sleeves for practicing martial arts pulled off a white towel from the iron bar at hand and wiped the sweat from her forehead.
rustle......
The fine grains of sand in the iron rat skin sandbag slowly leaked out from the hole. At this time, a strong tiger warrior quickly walked to the sandbag, skillfully filled the holes in the sandbag with a rag, and then
He put the big sandbag as tall as a person on his shoulders and walked out with his back straight.
A sturdy tiger warrior walked in from another door, carrying a intact sandbag on his shoulders. After hanging the sandbag back to its original position quickly, he first respectfully said to the man next to him.
The petite tiger man bowed before walking out.
"This is the fifth sandbag today. Your Highness Bai Feng, you can rest now."
This thick voice came from a man in black robes sitting on a bench against the wall. From the yellow and black striped hands exposed outside his black robes, it could be judged that he was actually a tiger man.
"Well, that's it for today."
In response to the black-robed tiger-man's proposal, the petite female tiger-man nodded slightly. She reached out and touched the patches on the new sandbag that looked like beggars' uniforms, and said dissatisfiedly:
"The training tools provided here are becoming more and more rudimentary. These patchy sandbags can't withstand my gravity punch before I gather my energy."
The black-robed tiger man sitting on the bench sighed: "Human beings have always been stingy and cunning. Even if we fight for them, they are not willing to provide us with a better cultivation environment and resources."
After saying that, he smiled and said: "But three years ago, Your Highness Bai Feng did not have the power to pierce the iron rat skin with one punch. This also shows that His Highness Bai Feng's strength is no longer the same. I think your talent has already
More than your father."
"No..."
The female tiger man standing on the stage lowered her head and said in a dull tone:
"As long as I don't successfully escape this predicament and return to my hometown, I will not be worthy to be compared with my father."
"You will do it one day, kid, we always believe in you."
As the black-robed tiger man spoke, he stood up from the bench with his hands on the wall. The tiger man who had moved the sandbags back came back. He walked directly to the black-robed tiger man and carefully supported him.
The black-robed tiger man, supported by the tiger warriors, bowed to the female tiger man and said, "It's getting late. I'll take my leave first. Your Highness, please take a rest early."
The tiger woman nodded and said in return, "Yes, I will. Uncle Hei, walk slowly."
After the other tribesmen had retreated, the tiger woman let out a breath of relief, wiped the skin under the collar and the sweat under her armpits with a towel, put the towel on her shoulders, and walked off the stage.
The Khajiit tribe is one of the orc tribes that is closer to humans in appearance. Their body shape and appearance are similar to humans, but their ears grow on the top of their heads and form a triangle. Some Khajiit people also have downy hair growing in their ears, behind their buttocks.
At the end of the tail vertebra, there is a tail that is about one foot long and has stripes and down.
Apart from these two obvious differences, Khajiit looks no different from humans at first glance.
However, the Khajiit are also a branch of the orcs after all. They rely on their innate fighting talents, powerful bloodline abilities, and wisdom that is on par with humans to become the best among the orcs.
Her name is Bai Feng, and she is a rare white tiger among the tiger people.
The young man thought he needed to sort out his thoughts now.
Due to internal emergency, the young man ventured through the extremely complicated ventilation duct and finally got out after all the hard work. It turned out that the exit was connected to a bathroom, and it was obvious that the owner of this bathroom was planning to use it.
"Drink!"
With a powerful cry, a petite and swift fist plunged into the sandbag like a sharpened iron pestle.
After pulling her fists out of the sandbag, the female Khajiit wearing short sleeves for practicing martial arts pulled off a white towel from the iron bar at hand and wiped the sweat from her forehead.
rustle......
The fine grains of sand in the iron rat skin sandbag slowly leaked out from the hole. At this time, a strong tiger warrior quickly walked to the sandbag, skillfully filled the holes in the sandbag with a rag, and then
He put the big sandbag as tall as a person on his shoulders and walked out with his back straight.
A sturdy tiger warrior walked in from another door, carrying a intact sandbag on his shoulders. After hanging the sandbag back to its original position quickly, he first respectfully said to the man next to him.
The petite tiger man bowed before walking out.
"This is the fifth sandbag today. Your Highness Bai Feng, you can rest now."
This thick voice came from a man in black robes sitting on a bench against the wall. From the yellow and black striped hands exposed outside his black robes, it could be judged that he was actually a tiger man.
"Well, that's it for today."
In response to the black-robed tiger-man's proposal, the petite female tiger-man nodded slightly. She reached out and touched the patches on the new sandbag that looked like beggars' uniforms, and said dissatisfiedly:
"The training tools provided here are becoming more and more rudimentary. These patchy sandbags can't withstand my gravity punch before I gather my energy."
The black-robed tiger man sitting on the bench sighed: "Human beings have always been stingy and cunning. Even if we fight for them, they are not willing to provide us with a better cultivation environment and resources."
After saying that, he smiled and said: "But three years ago, Your Highness Bai Feng did not have the power to pierce the iron rat skin with one punch. This also shows that His Highness Bai Feng's strength is no longer the same. I think your talent has already
More than your father."
"No..."
The female tiger man standing on the stage lowered her head and said in a dull tone:
"As long as I don't successfully escape this predicament and return to my hometown, I will not be worthy to be compared with my father."
"You will do it one day, kid, we always believe in you."
As the black-robed tiger man spoke, he stood up from the bench with his hands on the wall. The tiger man who had moved the sandbags back came back. He walked directly to the black-robed tiger man and carefully supported him.
The black-robed tiger man, supported by the tiger warriors, bowed to the female tiger man and said, "It's getting late. I'll take my leave first. Your Highness, please take a rest early."
The tiger woman nodded and said in return, "Yes, I will. Uncle Hei, walk slowly."
After the other tribesmen had retreated, the tiger woman let out a breath of relief, wiped the skin under the collar and the sweat under her armpits with a towel, put the towel on her shoulders, and walked off the stage.
The Khajiit tribe is one of the orc tribes that is closer to humans in appearance. Their body shape and appearance are similar to humans, but their ears grow on the top of their heads and form a triangle. Some Khajiit people also have downy hair growing in their ears, behind their buttocks.
At the end of the tail vertebra, there is a tail that is about one foot long and has stripes and down.
Apart from these two obvious differences, Khajiit looks no different from humans at first glance.
However, the Khajiit are also a branch of the orcs after all. They rely on their innate fighting talents, powerful bloodline abilities, and wisdom that is on par with humans to become the best among the orcs.
Her name is Bai Feng, and she is a rare white tiger among the tiger people.
The young man thought he needed to sort out his thoughts now.
Due to internal emergency, the young man ventured through the extremely complicated ventilation duct and finally got out after all the hard work. It turned out that the exit was connected to a bathroom, and it was obvious that the owner of this bathroom was planning to use it.