The picture spreads to the world at the same time!

After these two rows of black suit bodyguards, Zhou Chongyue, who was dressed in plain clothes, was behind the Zhou family, all with solemn expressions.

What Zhou Chongyue was holding was Mr. Zhou’s urn and spiritual position!

This scene was seen by everyone in the audience and was also broadcasted by the camera in close-up, and instantly appeared on the eight-sided display screen at the highest point in the center!

At this moment, all live broadcast platforms around the world are broadcasting live!

In an instant, most of the people in the audience stood up!

Everyone looked at the Zhou family who walked into the venue with a solemn expression. Everyone had a solemn look on their faces.

The scene is extremely quiet.

As for the representative groups in participating areas, among which Fusang martial arts are the most obvious.

The Shanxia Gekuang and several accompanying corpses all breathed a sigh of relief when they saw this scene.

This mountain pressed over their heads, on the Fusang martial arts world, on the World Martial Arts Association, and finally collapsed.

The Fusang martial arts world is finally about to make a comeback!

Yamashita Katsukura and several major figures had a pair of eyes, and a faint sneer appeared on the corners of their mouths.

"Father, Zhou Changping is dead. Next is the time for my clan at the foot of the mountain to shine!"

At the foot of the mountain, Tengzhong looked at the Zhou family members who were walking onto the martial arts competition stage in the center of the venue.

The show is quite big, but I don’t know who will win today.

Of course, the Yamashita tribes are all very confident.

The national martial arts have been weak for a long time, and there are few outstanding inheritors of national martial arts.

Even in the world's martial arts competition arenas, the faces of the inheritors of the national martial arts inheritors are rare.

Yamashita Kakura smiled faintly and said, "My son Tengzhong is a big shot. Today is your chance to prove yourself. Lead our Yamashita clan to win this championship! Put the national skills they respected on the soles of your feet!"

"Yes, father!" Tengzhong, the mountain nodded and responded, looking very respectful.

Of course, these two fathers and sons looked arrogant.

Looking at the entire participating delegation, only the Fusang Mountain clan is the strongest!

Today, the one who tramples on the soles of the Chinese martial arts must be their clan at the foot of Fusang Mountain!

Yamashita Kakura gave a few words, and also stood up with several corporations, walked towards the host and guest area on the other side to sit down.

The host and guest areas of the venue are the leaders of each participating delegation or the head of the family, etc., and each sits down.

Sitting here is not only international friends, but also representatives of national martial arts families, as well as discourse people from all walks of life.

When they saw the Zhou family appearing last stage, most of them looked regretful.

"I didn't expect that Mr. Zhou would die."

"The backbone of the national martial arts generation, it's just gone like this. I'm going to worship him."

"Well, after the game, let's go together."

This is the words of some people.

At the scene, there were a small group of people watching the scene with cold eyes.

Most of them are families and forces that are not as good as national martial arts. At this moment, they all looked cold and even gloatful, saying:

"This old guy is finally dead. Now no one can care about us."

"Haha, the Zhou family is about to decline without Zhou Changping. The status of the National Arts Association and the World Martial Arts Association is probably not guaranteed."

"This is inevitable. I heard that Zhou Wu, the abandoned son of the Zhou family, has returned. Now there is a good show."

A group of people whispered, their faces full of coldness.

In the eyes of this group of people, they don’t care about how Chinese martial arts are.

They only care about their own interests!

His eyes turned and he returned to the competition stage.

The Zhou family stood in the solemn eyes of everyone, with the old man's urn and spiritual position.

Immediately afterwards, a group of people appeared again at the entrance of the camera.

A handsome figure, with sword-browed eyebrows and starry eyes, wearing a windbreaker, leather shoes, sunglasses, and a handsome Korean-style hairstyle, entered the venue directly with everyone's trembling and the screams of the women at the scene!

"Damn! So handsome! Oh my god, who is this person? You're so handsome!"

"I'm crazy, so handsome, I'm just a prince charming!"

"I want to give birth to a monkey for him!"

A group of women, looking at the handsome and charming figure appearing in the live broadcast, all felt suffocated!

Chen Ping entered the venue.

Immediately afterwards, eight figures appeared behind him in the sight and camera!

Each figure stands upright like a mountain, and is as sharp as a cold blade!

It attracted the attention of most people in an instant!

This is the participating delegation of the National Arts!

What a strong aura!

Chen Ping, with the eight people in Zhan Long, entered the venue with the excitement and enthusiasm of the audience, and then stepped onto the competition platform.

At this moment, all the Chinese people in the audience cheered!

"National Arts! National Arts! National Arts!"

The sound, wave after wave, was very noisy and shocking!

With such a scene, the representatives from various regions in the participating delegation areas became gloomy.

This way of playing is so cool, it's a foul!

Who would have thought that Chen Ping, who has never liked to dress up, had such a handsome appearance today, and was full of rebellious attitude, just like a prince charming!

Shanxia Tengzhong clenched his fists hatefully, and his eyes burst out with splendor, and said to the person behind him: "Remember this face, defeat all the people he brought, and then challenge him! You must let him know what the consequences of offending our Shanxia clan!"

"yes!"

More than a dozen men in kimono stared at the figures on the competition stage with fierce eyes.

Immediately afterwards, Chen Ping stood in front of the camera, took the microphone from the host's hand, glanced at the audience with deep eyes, and then landed in the representative area of ​​the clan at the foot of Fusang Mountain.

A faint sneer was drawn from the corner of his mouth, and he stretched out his hand, directly staring at the audience, and compared his middle finger to Tengzhong, the others in the audience!

An uproar!

Hiss!

Everyone in the audience took a breath, but unexpectedly, as soon as they came up, they were filled with the smell of gunpowder!

Tengzhong and others at the foot of the mountain suddenly stood up with an angry look on their faces!

It's not over yet. Chen Ping said while comparing his middle finger: "I accidentally heard a few dog barking behind me, saying that our Yangyang National Arts is a playhouse for children. Sorry, today, I will let you guys who are not eyebrowed to see it. Children play houses well. I hope you don't cry at that time."

Wow!

The whole audience was in full bloom!

Chen Ping's words are quite provocative!

Moreover, in such a big ring competition, he openly responded to the clan at the Fusang Mountains, and he was still very domineering!

Although the words were a bit ugly, it was particularly comfortable for everyone to hear!

That’s right, the clan of the mountain is just a dog that doesn’t have eyes!

This scene was naturally spread through the global live broadcast platform.

At this moment, everyone around the world who were watching this arena matches knew Chen Ping.
Chapter completed!