"You, you're okay!" Wang Dadong's voice rang out.
Christina looked up to see Wang Dadong holding a steel pipe as thick as a child's arm.
The steel pipe had been ripped off a horizontal bar by Wang Dadong, and it had just sent the Female Fallen Angel flying.
The Female Fallen Angel flew back five or six meters and rolled another dozen meters on the ground before she managed to stabilize herself in a disheveled state.
"How, how is this possible, it's only been two minutes!" the Female Fallen Angel got up, her face showing disbelief.
The muscle-paralyzing toxin should have lasted at least five minutes, and the antidote also needed five minutes to take effect, yet Wang Dadong had broken out of the paralyzed state in just two minutes.
Wang Dadong's hands holding the steel pipe were shaking; in fact, the drug's effects hadn't fully worn off, and he had just forcibly mustered a breath of energy.
