Picture, and spread it to the world at the same time!

And behind the two rows of black suit bodyguards, what came out was Zhou Chongyue, who was dressed in plain clothes, and behind him were the children of the Zhou family, all with solemn expressions.

What Zhou Chongyue is holding in his hand is Mr. Zhou's urn and spiritual seat!

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

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

In an instant, most of the audience stood up!

All looked at the Zhou family who walked into the venue with solemn expressions, and everyone had a solemn look on their faces.

The scene was extremely quiet.

As for the representative groups of those participating regions, the Fuso martial arts community is the most obvious.

The pavilion under the mountain, and several accompanying sects, were all relieved when they saw this scene.

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

The Fuso martial arts world is finally coming out!

Yamashita Gecang and several major figures looked at each other, and the corners of their mouths showed faint sneers.

"Father, Zhou Changping is dead, and then it's time for my mountain clan to shine!"

Tengzhong at the foot of the mountain looked at the center of the venue, and the people of the Zhou family who walked onto the competition platform looked at the center of the venue.

The pomp is quite big, but I don't know who wins and loses today.

Of course, everyone in the Yamashita clan is very confident.

The national art has been weakened for a long time, and there are few outstanding inheritors of the national art.

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

Yamashita Gecang smiled faintly and said: "My son Tengzhong, there is a great sect, today is your chance to prove yourself, lead our Yamashita clan, and win this championship!

"Yes, father!" Yamashita nodded in response, looking very respectful.

Of course, these two fathers and sons are full of arrogance.

Looking at the participating delegations in the audience, they are the strongest in Fusang Mountain!

Today, those who trample on the soles of their feet must be the next clan of their Fusang Mountain!

Yamashita Pavilion explained a few words, and also got up with a few big sects, and walked to the main guest area on the other side to sit down.

In the main guest area of the venue, the leaders of each participating delegation or the head of the family are seated.

Sitting here are not only international friends, but also representatives of national art families, as well as speakers of various forces.

When they saw Zhou Zhou's family playing, most of the people's faces were regretful.

"Unexpectedly, Mr. Zhou actually passed away. ”

"The backbone of a generation of national arts, he actually left like this, I want to worship him. ”

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

This is the language of some people.

At the scene, there was a small group of people who watched this scene with cold eyes.

Most of them are families and forces that are not in the flow of national arts, and when they saw Mr. Zhou's immortal death at this moment, they all had indifferent expressions, and even some schadenfreude, saying:

"This old guy is finally dead, and now no one can take care of us. ”

"Hehe, the Zhou family is about to decay without Zhou Changping, and the status of the National Martial Arts Federation and the World Martial Arts Association will not be preserved. ”

"This is inevitable, I heard that Zhou Wu, the abandoned son of the Zhou family, is back, and there is a good show to watch now. ”

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

In the eyes of this group of people, they don't care about how the national art is.

They only care about their own interests!

Turning his gaze, he returned to the jousting platform.

Everyone in the Zhou family stood in the solemn gaze of everyone with the old man's urn and spiritual seat.

Immediately after, in the camera frame, at the entrance gate, a group of people appeared again.

A handsome figure, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, wearing a windbreaker, stepping on leather shoes, wearing sunglasses, and a handsome hairstyle in the middle of the Korean style, directly entered in the midst of the panic of everyone and the screams of the women on the scene!

"Damn! He's so handsome! Oh my god, who is this person, he's so handsome!"

"I'm nymphomaniac, so handsome, it's just Prince Charming!"

"I'm going to give him a monkey!"

A group of women, looking at this handsome and charming figure that appeared in the live broadcast screen, all felt suffocated!

Chen Ping entered.

Immediately after, behind him, eight figures also appeared in the line of sight and in the camera!

Every figure stands as tall as a mountain, sharp as a cold blade!

All of a sudden, it attracted the attention of most people!

This is the participating delegation of Guoshu!

What a strong aura!

Chen Ping, in this way, took the eight war dragons, entered the venue in the excited and enthusiastic attention of the audience, and then boarded the competition platform.

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

"Guoshu!Guoshu!Guoshu!"

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

At such a scene, the faces of the representatives of all regions in the participating delegation regions were gloomy.

This way of playing is simply too stylish, foul!

Who would have thought that Chen Ping, who has never liked to dress up, would make such a handsome appearance today, and with an unruly posture, he is just like Prince Charming!

Yamashita Tengzhong clenched his fists hatefully, his eyes burst with essence, and he said to the people behind him in a low voice: "Remember this face, defeat all the people he leads, and then, challenge him! You must let him know what will happen if you offend our Yamashita clan!"

"Yes!"

More than a dozen men in kimonos, all staring fiercely at the figures on the competition platform.

Immediately after, under the gaze of the audience, Chen Ping stood in front of the camera, directly took the microphone in the host's hand, scanned the audience with a deep gaze, and then landed in the representative area of the next clan in Fusang Mountain.

The corners of his mouth outlined a faint sneer, stretched out his hand, and directly in the gaze of the audience, he compared the middle finger to the middle person under the mountain!

Outcry!

Hiss!

The audience gasped, but they didn't expect that as soon as they came up, they were full of gunpowder!

Yamashita Teng Zhongren suddenly stood up, with an angry look on his face!

This is not over, Chen Ping compared his middle finger at the same time, and said: "I just accidentally heard a few dog barks in the back, saying that our Yang Yang Guoshu is a child's house." I'm sorry, today, I'm going to let you dogs who don't have long eyes see how good children are at home, I hope that when the time comes, you won't cry. ”

Wow!

The audience is boiling!

Chen Ping's words are quite full of provocation!

Moreover, in such a big ring competition, it is still very domineering to openly respond to the next clan of Fusang Mountain!

Although the words are a little ugly, everyone listens to them in their ears, which is extremely comfortable!

That's right, what a mountain clan, it's just that dogs don't have eyes!

This picture naturally spread through the global live broadcast platform.

At this moment, all over the world, everyone who was watching this ring match knew Chen Ping.