Landing in the Fantastic World

After saying that, he raised the iron rod high up into the air, and all the Spiritual Force on his body completely condensed on the iron rod.    

Upon seeing this scene, everyone held their breaths, and their entire bodies quivered.    

If this iron rod struck their bodies, even if they didn't die, all the bones in their bodies would be shattered.    

"Slap!"    

The iron rod struck down fiercely, and the powerful force exploded the surrounding ground.    

This time, Angie did indeed feel an intense pain.    

His bones were also on the verge of breaking.    

However, at this moment, a warm current flowed through his meridians, nourishing his bones.    

The bones that were about to break were restored to their original state, as if they were completely undamaged.    

"This... Could it be?"    

At this point, Angie finally understood that there was a mysterious person secretly helping him, using healing techniques to dispel the pain in his body.    

"Who could it be?"    

Angie turned his head and looked around. None of these people were capable of doing so.    

In the entire Ann's Tribe, only Master Anyang had learned the Profound Skill. The others knew nothing about the Profound Skill.    

The more Angie thought about it, the more surprised he became.    

When they saw that Angie was still unharmed and there was a puzzled expression on his face, everyone's heart trembled.    

This was totally illogical!    

Since when did Angie's physical body become so heaven defying?    

Ann Zhuo felt as if he had seen a ghost. He didn't show any mercy at all. He was using all of his strength to drink milk.    

"I don't believe this!"    

Ann Zhuo's face looked ferocious. He grabbed the iron stick and whipped Angie's body like a madman.    

After the time it takes for half an incense stick to burn, the last thousand strikes of the staff had all ended.    

Ann Zhuo was so tired that he was gasping for breath. His arms were sore and swollen, as if he was carrying two lead balls.    

"Is he dead?"    

Ann Zhuo took a breath and looked at Angie's body.    

He found Angie staring at him with his big black eyes. He looked relaxed and did not look like he had been punished at all.    

"No! This is impossible!"    

Unwilling!    

Suspicion!    

Anger!    

It was written all over his face.    

Blood rushed out from Ann Zhuo's chest, and he spat it out from his mouth. He almost fainted on the spot.    

Ann Donghua clenched his ten fingers tightly, and his face turned gloomy. He had never expected this outcome.    

He had missed the chance to kill Angie once again.    

What a pity!    

"It's over? It doesn't seem like much."    

Seeing Ann Zhuo putting away the staff of torture and standing at the side with a face as pale as a pig's liver, Angie patted his butt and got up from the ground.    

After that, he casually walked on the ground without any major problems, making Ann Zhuo spit out a mouthful of blood again.    

Under everyone's dumbfounded gazes, Angie walked away with light steps.    

Looking at Angie's disappearing figure, Ann Zhuo clenched his fist tightly and said with resentment, "Tomorrow is Beast Trainer Festival. I want to see how you will make a fool of yourself!"    

When Angie returned home, he saw Mu Yu sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed, as if he was cultivating.    

Angie scratched his head and said, "Mr Mu, today is really strange. I suffered a total of two thousand two hundred sticks. There was nothing wrong with it, but I can guess. There must be an expert helping me secretly, but I really can't figure out who it is. "    

Mu Yu opened his tightly shut eyes and looked at him. He smiled faintly and said, "Don't think about it. No matter who it is, at least you are fine now. Isn't this a good thing?"    

Angie nodded and said, "That's true. But tomorrow will be the Beast Taming Festival of our Thousand Falling Valley. Our Ann's Tribe, the Jee's Tribe, and the Liang Tribe will be held together. I can't lose face for the Ann's Tribe anymore."