C44 A Wooden Stake a Flying Stick Jumping off a Cliff?

The next day, when the sun was about to rise from the horizon, Mingsi had already arrived at the training grounds at the back mountain of the Wind Spirit Courtyard. After yesterday's recuperation, the wounds on Mingsi's body had completely healed, leaving only some not-so-obvious traces. "Hmph hmph, if I didn't say it