When Wang Degui heard Chen Ping's words, he was immediately very angry and shouted: "You are arrogant! World Martial Arts Association, how can you casually mention garbage like you! You let go of me, otherwise, I will definitely not be able to spare you!"

"Okay. ”

Chen Ping responded, and the strength under his feet increased a little more!

"Ahh

Wang Degui let out a miserable cry from his mouth, and his whole face turned red!

Click!

He could clearly feel his ribs being broken by this damn thing!

Pain!

Heart-rending pain!

It hurts so much that you can't breathe!

Wang Degui couldn't help it, and shouted at Yan Zhenglong, who was standing there: "Yan Zhenglong, don't let your disciples stop quickly! If you do this, you will inevitably be retaliated against by the World Martial Arts Association!"

Wang Degui always thought that an arrogant kid like Chen Ping was Yan Zhenglong's apprentice.

But.

Yan Zhenglong shook his head, shrugged his shoulders and said, "I'm sorry, Secretary Wang, he is not my disciple. ”

"What?!" Wang Degui was stunned, and his eyes were even more angry!

So who is this guy, a disciple of other national art families?

"You raise my feet for me! I want to condemn you national martial arts family, no matter which family you are, I will issue a recovery order against you! I want the World Martial Arts Association to take sanctions against you and the family behind you!"

Wang Degui really couldn't hold it anymore, and he threatened one by one, hoping to make Chen Ping afraid.

However.

Chen Ping said indifferently: "I'm sorry, I don't belong to any national martial arts family, let alone any member of your World Martial Arts Association, I'm just an ordinary Chinese person, I can't see your groveling ugly face!"

As soon as the words fell, at this moment, the disciples of the Longmen Hall who were onlookers, and even some children of the national art family, all raised their arms and cheered for Chen Ping!

Among them, Duan Ru was the first to shout: "That's right! Guoshu does not lose to any martial arts forces, especially them, they have been watching our country's art for a long time, we should unite, and you, a shameless dog, actually make compromises, damn it!"

"Yes! This bullshit secretary Wang, relying on his own identity, actually dared to stab his compatriots and beat him to death!"

"Yes! Kill him! We will also jointly write to the World Martial Arts Association, asking them to thoroughly investigate this Wang Degui!

In an instant, the crowd was furious!

Wang Degui was even more frightened with cold sweat on his forehead.

He didn't expect it to cause public outrage.

Immediately after, several disciples of the national art family all rushed out, and they added their fists and feet according to Wang Degui who was lying on the ground!

"Oh oh! Don't hit, don't kick your face!"

Wang Degui lay on the ground, covering his head.

At this moment, he is like a rat crossing the street, everyone beats him.

And here, Yamashita Makura's face was very gloomy, he didn't expect things to change like this!

Who the hell is this damn young man?

Dare to make a move on Secretary Wang of the World Wushu Association!

"Bagaya Lu! Deguijun is a distinguished guest of our Fusang Mountain clan, and you dare to beat him like this! You are despising my Mountain clan and despising the World Martial Arts Association!"

Yamashita Pavilion Cang was angry, flicked his sleeves, and opened his mouth to roar!

That little mustache is the most obvious!

"Especially you, a villain, openly beating Deguijun, I want to teach you an arrogant boy a lesson for Deguijun!"

Yamashita Pavilion Cang roared, suddenly made a move, and hit Chen Ping directly with a punch!

This punch contains too strong strength!

Yan Zhenglong saw it for the first time, and immediately rushed out, wanting to punch Chen Ping at the moment, and at the same time roared angrily: "Pavilion under the mountain, you dare!"

"Chen Ping, be careful!

Zhou Lingxuan's face was also trembling, and she exclaimed.

Finished!

If this punch hits Chen Ping, he will definitely become a waste!

Bang!

Yamashita Pavilion Cang's punch was blocked by Yan Zhenglong.

"Yan Zhenglong, get out of the way!"

Yamashita Rakura roared angrily and attacked again!

Yan Zhenglong couldn't stop it, and watched as the second punch of the pavilion under the mountain blasted towards Chen Ping!

At that moment, Yan Zhenglong had even thought about it, as long as he didn't die, he, Yan Zhenglong, would accept him as a righteous son and take care of him for the rest of his life!

Everyone also exclaimed, their eyes widened, looking at this sudden scene!

Everyone knows that Yamashita Takakura is a major karate master!

It is one of the thirteen major sects in the Fuso martial arts world!

However.

In the eyes of everyone, Chen Ping stood with his hands in his hands, his eyes were like torches, staring at the pavilion under the mountain that came with the punch.

What a calm guy!

Duan Ru was also in a hurry to die, and he couldn't wait to take this punch for Chen Ping!

Everyone thinks that Chen Ping is crippled if he doesn't die this time!

After all, he angered the patriarch of the Fusang Mountain clan, Yamashita Kakucang!

It's a critical moment!

Suddenly!

A roar of a wild wolf suddenly sounded at the door of the main hall, carrying the power of thunder, and the whole audience was stunned!

"The clan under the small mountain, dare to do something to the respected Chen Shao, don't you put me Zhou Changping in your eyes?!"

This roar directly shook everyone's hearts!

The punch in the pavilion under the mountain stopped at a distance of half an arm's length from Chen Ping's heart, and it was difficult to advance half an inch!

Because, a white figure was already standing beside Chen Ping, full of majestic coercion!

In mid-air, a dry arm was full of explosive power at the moment, and it directly clasped the wrist of the mountain pavilion!

Zhou Changping!

His eyes were as cold as March ice and snow, his temples were slightly bulging, and he was covered in a surging wild wolf breath!

"Qigong! Zhou Family Qigong! Real Zhou Family Qigong!"

I don't know who in the crowd shouted, and in an instant, everyone was shocked!

Unexpectedly, they actually saw the legendary Zhou family qigong!

For many years, Mr. Zhou Changping has not shown his skills in front of others.

Bang!

Immediately after, the old man Zhou Changping raised his hand and shook it, directly shaking the pavilion back a few meters under the mountain, before stopping the retreating posture!

Hiss!

It's too strong!

This week, the old man of Changping is in his eighties, and he is still so strong!

Guoshu, there is hope!

Yamashita Gecang stabilized his body under the support of his disciples, his eyes were cold, staring at Zhou Changping opposite, reining in his arrogance, but still smiled and said: "I can let Mr. Zhou Changping make a move, this World Martial Arts Exchange Conference, my clan is worth it!"

Hum!

Zhou Changping snorted coldly, protected Chen Ping behind him, and shouted sternly: "Everyone who comes is a guest, but your Excellency's approach is too arrogant, don't you take our country's art in your eyes?"

Yamashita Gecang said: "Don't dare, with Mr. Zhou here, the national art is still evergreen." But I just don't know, after a hundred years, Mr. Zhou will be in the situation of the national art that you admire?"

When everyone heard this, their hearts were blocked!

However, what Yamashita Kakura said is the truth, and the development of today's national art is too slow.

Only the older generation is inheriting, and few newcomers are outstanding in the world martial arts ring.

In short, the dynasty is broken.

This is the sorrow of national art.

Zhou Changping is also very helpless, although he has been committed to the inheritance and development of national arts, but the reality is very cruel.

Nowadays, more people choose taekwondo, karate, or sanda.

Suddenly.

A cold word came from behind Zhou Changping.

"What the national art has developed and how it has developed is not something you should worry about Fusang. Since you ask so, then I can tell you that the national art will always stand at the top of the world! There will always be more inheritors of the national art than you have seen!"

Chen Ping shouted in a deep voice, "If the Yamashita clan is not convinced, then you can set up a ring and send someone to fight." Of course, all the Fusang martial arts families, or anyone from all over the world who is not satisfied with the national arts, can come to participate, and some of them are descendants, all of them will be accepted!"