C11 Win by Weakness

"Hey!" "Your strength is pretty good!" A figure slowly walked out from the smoke and dust. He spat out a bit of blood from the corner of his mouth, and a hint of blood appeared in Song Yun's eyes.

Chen Qing's strength was indeed very strong, but compared to Song Yun who had to withstand Little Ying's slaps over and over again, this kind of power was not enough to make him fall.

On the contrary