My friends are gods

Chapter 63 Wei Ling, the day after tomorrow

"Cough cough!"

Coughing twice violently, Zhao Huaifeng felt as if his whole body was falling apart. He struggled a few times on the ground and wanted to stand up, but he couldn't use his strength. Finally, he fell to the ground, curled up, and clutched his aching chest. .

When it hit the ground, the resonance in his chest made him suspect that he had suffered internal injuries.

one move!
Just one move!
Zhao Huaifeng, who was full of confidence, was defeated in embarrassment and fell to the ground unable to get up.

Zhao Huaifeng did not expect that Song Qiming's strength was so strong that he had no room to fight back.

As for the onlookers, all of them opened their mouths wide and stared at this scene in a daze. Many people's faces twitched a few times, and their hearts were incomparably horrified.

Obviously, Zhao Huaifeng was full of confidence just a moment ago, but at this moment, he has already lost embarrassingly.

The contrast between before and after is really too great.

"So strong."

On the other side, Wei Ling looked at Song Qiming solemnly, exhaled slowly, and said in a deep voice.

This trick seems extremely simple, but the timing is just right.

"Did you see something?"

On the side, someone asked softly, and his eyes were extremely dignified.

Shaking his head slowly, Wei Ling just said solemnly: "I can't see the specific strength, but it's very strong!"

Very strong!

Wei Ling's sentence was very strong and carried a lot of weight.

The people in the Taekwondo club were all taken aback and gasped.

At any time, Wei Ling has never judged a person like this, and today is the first time.

"Then do you want to compare?"

Another person asked, before Wei Ling said that if Zhao Huaifeng lost, he would find his way back, but now, Zhao Huaifeng really suffered a crushing defeat and was in a mess.

"Compare!"

Wei Ling narrowed his eyes slightly, and said: "The stronger he is, the more I want to compare with him to see who is better."

At the same time, on the ring.

Song Qiming looked at Zhao Huaifeng who was lying on the ground and curled up, and said calmly: "I hope you can do what you say, and don't come to trouble me in the future."

After finishing speaking, he clapped his palms lightly and got down from the ring without looking at Zhao Huaifeng.

Many students, talking about it.

"The relationship between Song Qiming and Xu Qingfeng has been stone-hammered."

"That's right, otherwise, why bother to offend Zhao Huaifeng and defeat him, the purpose must be to be with Xu Qingfeng in a fair and honest manner."

"Oh... Song Qiming is not asking for it."

The voice of everyone's discussion reached Song Qiming's ears, making him frown slightly.

Things that are nothing but nonsense can be said in an orderly and logical manner. These students are fucking ghosts.

If they lose, there will definitely be a burst of cynicism, saying that their skills are not as good as others, and that they are self-defeating.

And now that they won, there are other rumors coming out.

The three become tigers, and they all talk about gold.

Shaking his head, Song Qiming ignored the rumors, walked up to Zhou Wanqing and Zhong Biling, and said with a faint smile: "Okay, things here are settled, I think it should be stable for a while from now on."

"Ah."

Zhou Wanqing nodded, and said with bright eyes, "Why do I think you are so handsome today!"

Song Qiming frowned, curled his lips and said, "I wasn't handsome before?"

"He was handsome before, but compared to today, he seems to be a little bit worse."

After careful consideration, Zhou Wanqing said slowly: "When you hit someone, you are so handsome."

Zhong Biling on the side was sullen, pouted and followed the two of them with a displeased expression.

You two spread dog food, can you understand the idea of ​​single dogs?
And at this moment, behind Song Qiming, suddenly came a voice full of aura.

"Song Qiming, have we done two tricks?"

As soon as the voice appeared, everyone present was startled, and their eyes suddenly shifted to the place where the voice came from.

With Zhao Huaifeng's lessons learned, there are still people who trouble Song Qiming. Isn't this courting death?
And when everyone's eyes stopped, they were all stunned again.

It was none other than Wei Ling who spoke.

The No.1 of the Taekwondo club was rumored to have defeated Zhao Huaifeng in one move, and today, Song Qiming also defeated Zhao Huaifeng in one move.

The forward steps stopped slightly.

Song Qiming turned his head slightly, looked at Wei Ling, smiled lightly, and said, "Why should I fight you?"

"Today, in my taekwondo club, you beat my people, of course I have to take care of it."

Wei Ling said lightly: "I have no grudge against you, it's just that people in my club were beaten, and I have to stand up, otherwise how can I convince the crowd? So, it's good to have a discussion."

Song Qiming said nonchalantly: "People in your society deserve to be beaten. It's up to you to stand up. It's up to me to fight you or not. I don't agree."

After finishing speaking, Song Qiming took Zhou Wanqing and Zhong Biling to the outside of the Taekwondo club, ignoring Wei Ling at all.

Wei Ling narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at Song Qiming, and said in a deep voice, "If you don't agree, don't blame me for doing it now."

Song Qiming's footsteps stopped slightly, his eyes were slightly cold, this guy really didn't cry when he saw the coffin, he insisted on fighting him.

He opened his mouth slowly, and uttered an extremely cold sentence: "You can try it, but if you take the initiative to trouble me, you will end up in a more miserable end than Zhao Huaifeng."

As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked and there was an uproar.

Especially the members of the Taekwondo Club stared at Song Qiming with angry eyes. Wei Ling was the most powerful person in the entire Taekwondo Club, and Song Qiming was saying that the entire Taekwondo Club was vulnerable.

Wei Ling's face was not very good-looking either.

All along, no one dared to underestimate him like this.

He took a step forward slowly, and said in a deep voice: "Then I want to teach you, and see how you make me more miserable than Zhao Huaifeng."

A powerful momentum slowly spread from Wei Ling's body.

It felt like Wei Ling was a towering mountain that people couldn't cross. Everyone looked at Wei Ling and felt a strange feeling, as if they were as small as an ant in front of Wei Ling.

Song Qiming finally looked at Wei Ling squarely.

Others might not be able to notice it, but Song Qiming could clearly feel that the aura emanating from Wei Ling was no different from the aura emanating from those acquired masters when they were protecting the Dharma that night.

In other words, Wei Ling is an acquired master.

Unexpectedly, there is actually a real warrior in Haizhou University, and his strength has reached the day after tomorrow.

If this Wei Ling wasn't from a family background, then he was exceptionally gifted and had occasionally acquired miraculous skills.

"the day after tomorrow……"

Squinting his eyes slightly, Song Qiming spit out two words softly.

No one knows what these two words mean, and everyone is puzzled.

Only Wei Ling, after hearing these two words, was shocked, and a look of disbelief flashed in his eyes.

Unexpectedly, Song Qiming knew his own strength just by looking at him!
(End of this chapter)