Godly Empress Doctor

Fall?

Wang Zhaole had an idea in his mind.

But he instantly denied it.

His main purpose on the stage was to stall and wait for the wind to get to them.

So he has to hold on!

Feng Xiaodang fought his life to win the situation, it must not be so easy to let go.

At this moment, Dr. Mu Yan is staring at Wang Zhaole.

She thought Wang Zhaole would fall, but the truth was unexpected.

Wang Zhaole fell to the ground again.

You're back?!

Is he a pig? If you don't take the opportunity to fall, you can still jump back? Doctor Mascarini can't read it.

Not only does he not understand, neither does Bob.

However, when he saw Wang Zhaole, he immediately appeared with a twisted smile on his face.

“If you're not so afraid to die, then go to hell! ”

Bob punched the King Zhaole in the head again!

Fast, powerful, defenseless.

Good thing Wang Zhaole got promoted. Otherwise, now he can't stand the punch of Babu.

But now he's also uncomfortable, resisting the extraordinarily difficult.

After three punches.

Boom!

Another giant boxing dynasty, Zhaole, smashed face to face!

Wang Zhaole tried his life to avoid it, but he could only avoid the point!

Heavy punch on his face!

Boom!

Wang Zhaole's whole man flew backwards to the side.

He fell to the ground.

Back to the ground.

His back is on the ground. He can't hold back!

Shh!

The clothes have already ruptured, and the back has been brushed with blood...

Wang Zhaole's palms formed the shape of eagle claws and grabbed the ground dead.

As his body slipped backwards, he became an eagle claw shaped ten fingers, because of continuous friction, the front third of his fingers, had all been grinded!

Finally, just at the edge of the battlefield, he reached out and grabbed the edge of the battlefield with difficulty.

He can't quit!

Mu Nan is far less powerful than him and can't stand a punch from Babu!

That's why he can't go back!

But when you see his hands, countless people move.

What kind of hands are those?

Ten fingers, each with only a fifth left.

Broken fingers, blurred flesh!

Ten fingers... how painful!

Seeing this scene, both the people of the Junwu Empire and the people of the Dongsang Empire were moved by it.

What a hard bone! Dr. Mascari snorted coldly.

Wang Zhaole is struggling to climb up.

But because of his weak hands, he was injured more than once… he had fainted in pain.

He is now at the end of a strong crossbow.

And that's when a pair of feet showed up.

He stepped on Wang Zhaole's hands!

“Ah!”

Wang Zhaole screamed!

Voices, creepy listeners!

Those hands have been so badly wounded, and now, Bob, this giant, how huge his feet are!

Just step on it. He's still pushing on it!

“Ah!”

Wang Zhaole made a roar!

It hurts!

It's a pain he's never had in his life.

The Wang family is also a large family, Wang Zhaole is the only son of the family, three generations of monographs, grew up as spoiled as jewelry. Later, the prince saw that he could not be raised in the hands of women, so he was sent to Imperial College, the last way to the peaceful meadow...

Wang Zhaole has never suffered such pain.

He fainted directly.

You fainted?

Barbudan was bored when he lifted his legs and kicked Wang Zhaole off the stage like a broken toy.