Chapter 693: , Overbearing response

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The picture spreads to the world at the same time!
After these two rows of bodyguards in black suits, Zhou Chongyue came out, and behind them were the children of the Zhou family, all with a solemn expression.
What Zhou Chongyue holds is Mr. Zhou Lao's ashes and spiritual position!
This scene was seen by the audience and also broadcasted in close-up by the lens, and instantly appeared on the eight-sided display at the highest point in the center!
At this moment, the global live broadcast platforms are all broadcast live!
In an instant, most of the audience stood up!
All looked solemnly at the Zhou family who entered the meeting place, everyone's face was dignified.
The scene is extremely quiet.
As for the delegation bodies of those participating regions, the Fuso martial arts industry is the most obvious.
The Yamashita Kokura, and several accompanying monks, were relieved to see this scene.
This statue was pressed against their heads, pressed against the hibiscus martial arts world, and the mountain of the World Wushu Association, and finally collapsed.
Fuso martial arts industry is finally coming!
Yamashita Kokura and several big figures have a pair of eyes, and a slight sneer in the corner of their mouths.
"Father, Zhou Changping is dead, and the next time is the time when my family in Shanshan shines!"
Looking down at the center of the venue, Tengzhong at the foot of the mountain looked at the center of the venue.
The ostentation is quite big, just don't know, who loses and wins today.
Of course, the Shanxia people are very confident.
Chinese martial arts have been weak for a long time, and Chinese martial arts have little successors.
Even in the world of martial arts competitions, the faces of national martial art inheritors are rare.
Yamashita Kokura smiled faintly and said, "My son Tengzhong has a big posture. Today is your chance to prove yourself, lead us down the mountain and win this championship! Step on their respected national art. Soles of feet!"
"Yes, father!" Tengzhong Yamashita nodded and looked very respectful.
Of course, these two fathers and sons are arrogant.
Looking at the participating delegations in the audience, they are the strongest in Fushan Mountain!
Today, they must be the next generation of Fusang Mountain who trampled on the soles of the country!
Yamashita Kokura confessed a few words, and also got up with several big men and walked to the main guest area on the other side.
The main guest area of ​​the venue is the leader of each participating delegation, or the head of the family, etc., seated separately.
Sitting here are not only international friends, but also representatives of the family of national martial arts, as well as discourse people of all forces.
When they saw Zhou's appearance on the court, most of them looked sorry.
"Unexpectedly, Mr. Zhou Lao actually passed away."
"The spine of the first generation of martial arts, actually left like this, I'm going to worship him."
"Well, after the game, let's go together."
This is the speech of some people.
At the scene, there were a handful of people who looked at this scene coldly.
Most of them are aristocratic families and forces. At this moment, seeing Mr. Zhou Lao's death, they all have an indifferent expression, and even some gloating, saying:
"This old guy is finally dead. No one can control us now."
"Oh, the Zhou family is going away without Zhou Changping, and it is about to decline. The positions of the National Martial Arts Association and the World Martial Arts Association may not be guaranteed."
"This is inevitable, I heard that the abandoned son Zhou Zhou of the Zhou family is back, and now there is a good show."
A group of people talked in a whisper, a look of indifference.
In this group of people's eyes, they don't even care about the state of art.
They only care about their own interests!
Turning his eyes, he returned to the competition platform.
Everyone in the Zhou family stood in the solemn eyes of the people with the old man's ashes and spiritual positions.
Immediately afterwards, a pedestrian appeared again at the entrance of the scene.
A handsome figure, sword eyebrows and star eyes, wearing a windbreaker, wearing leather shoes, wearing sunglasses, and a handsome Korean style haircut, entered the crowd directly and the screams of the live woman!
"I rely on! It's so handsome! Alas, mom, who is this guy, so handsome!"
"I'm crazy, so handsome, just Prince Charming!"
"I want to give him a monkey!"
A group of women, looking at this handsome and charming figure in the live broadcast, all felt suffocated!
Chen Ping entered.
Immediately, behind him, eight figures also appeared in sight and camera!
Each figure stands upright like a mountain, and is as 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, with the eight dragons in this way, entered the venue with the enthusiastic attention of the audience, and then boarded the contest.
At this moment, all the people in the audience cheered!
"Gushu! Guoshu! Guoshu!"
The sound, wave after wave, very noisy, very shocking!
In such a scene, the representatives of the various regions of the participating delegations' faces were dull.
This way of playing is simply too much, foul!
Who would have thought that Chen Ping, who has never loved dressing up, actually made such a handsome appearance, and, with a reckless attitude all over him, it was like a Prince Charming!
Yamashita Tengzhong squeezed his fist resentfully, bursting into his eyes with his eyes, and said lowly to the people behind him: "Remember this face, defeat all the people he leads, and then challenge him! Be sure to let him know, What offends our descendants of the mountain!"
"Yes!"
More than a dozen men in kimono stared fiercely at the figures on the stage.
Immediately afterwards, Chen Ping stood in front of the camera under the watch of the audience. He directly took the microphone in the hands of the host, glanced at the audience with deep eyes, and then landed in the representative area of ​​the next family of Fusang Mountain.
A slight sneer was drawn in the corner of his mouth, and he stretched out his hand, directly in the audience's gaze, facing the downhill man of the mountain, comparing his middle finger!
An uproar!
Hiss!
The audience took a breath, but unexpectedly, just came up, it was full of gunpowder!
The man at the foot of the mountain was suddenly standing, with a look of anger in his face!
This is not over yet. Chen Ping said while comparing his middle finger: "I just accidentally heard a few barkings in the back just now, saying that our country is a child's house. I'm sorry, today, I will let you these Let’s take a look at the dogs with short eyes, and the children are very good at playing with each other. I hope that you will not cry when the time comes."
Wow!
The audience is boiling!
Chen Ping's words are quite provocative!
Moreover, in such a big ring race, it is very domineering to openly respond to the next family in Fusang Mountain!
Although the words are a bit unpleasant, they are very comfortable for everyone!
That's right, what a mountain family is, dogs don't have long eyes!
This picture is naturally spread through the global live broadcast platform.
At this moment, people all over the world who are watching this competition know Chen Ping.