Chen Ping's voice is very arrogant, with towering anger, and his eyes are as cold as water.

All the onlookers were members of the martial arts association, as well as the children of martial arts families from all over the world!

"Damn it! Who is this guy who dares to fight against the mountain? "

"No, the disciple of that aristocratic family? Don't you know the strength of Tengzhong? "

"This is to help Duan Ru, the loser."

In the crowd, there was a lot of discussion, and many of the children of Chinese martial arts families, as well as those of the National Arts Association, expressed their ignorance of Chen Ping.

And some foreign people are also holding a lively attitude, watching.

Among them, some martial arts forces in Fusang, such as Aikido, judo and sumo, were watching the scene coldly.

There are also some karate Fusang families who are looking at it carefully.

Of course, these people are united and very supportive of shanxiatengzhong, shouting:

"shanxiajun, kill that damned pig!"

"Mr. Yamashita, let these pigs see how powerful we are in Fusang karate!"

"Rubbish art! How can you beat us in Fusang? Karate and judo in Fusang are the supreme martial arts! "

A group of high spirited Fusang martial arts people, all dressed in kimonos and clogs, came to the mountain to boost their momentum!

Of course, the Taekwondo and Thai Boxing masters of Koryo are standing in the distance of the crowd, staying out of the way.

At the moment, the old housekeeper of Duan's family rushed out and helped Duan Ru, who was seriously injured and vomited blood, to help him up.

"Young master, are you all right?" The old housekeeper was in a hurry.

Duan Ru coughed twice and wiped the bloodstain on his mouth. First, he looked at Tengzhong at the foot of the mountain angrily. Then he turned to Chen Ping and said, "thank you for your help. However, this is the business of Duan family and the people at the foot of the mountain. I don't want him involved."

Duan Ru understood that he should never let others carry the affairs of his family.

Chen Ping has already cast off a fist from Tengzhong at the foot of the mountain. He looks at Duan Ru with appreciation in his eyes and says, "you are very good. Duan Zhenggang is blessed to have an heir like you in Duan's family."

When people heard the words, they were shocked!

This guy, what a big breath!

Duan Ru was also stunned. He looked at Chen Ping suspiciously and asked, "do you know my father?"

Chen Ping faintly smile, way: "have once met."

Just when Chen Ping and Duan Ru were talking, Tengzhong at the foot of the mountain was already furious!

He felt taunted for the first time!

Or a damn pig!

"Baga!"

At the foot of the mountain, he pointed to Chen Ping and roared: "you dare to stop me from climbing down the mountain. Damn it!"

Several kimono men and women behind him were also very arrogant and angry, pointing to Chen Ping and shouting: "damn pig! Shanxiajun, teach him a good lesson and let him understand that our Fusang karate is powerful

At the foot of the mountain, Tengzhong's face was full of pride, and he looked at his eyes. Chen Ping, who was cool and cool, said, "who are you?"

At this time, Chen Ping looked coldly at Tengzhong at the foot of the mountain and stood with his hands down. He stopped and said: "it doesn't matter who I am. I dare to hurt others in our territory. Don't you pay attention to the agreement of the Wushu Association? Don't you pay attention to my great national skill? "

Chen Ping cheered one sentence at a time, and his body suddenly felt cold!

Fusang, a wolf with ambition, plans to usurp the director of the martial arts association. It's just wishful thinking to suppress Chinese martial arts!

Ha ha!

At the foot of the mountain, he looked up to the sky and laughed twice. His eyes glanced at Chen Ping frivolously, and he said, "what are you learning?"

Chen Ping said coldly: "the world is so big that the changes and branches of martial arts have already spread all over the world. However, all changes are inseparable from its ancestor. Chinese martial arts are the birthplace of all martial arts! Karate, including your mountain people, is also handed down from my own national art! You are deceiving our teachers and destroying our ancestors by hurting our people and deceiving our family of experts

Chen Ping's voice, deafening, shocking all present, all stunned!

After hearing Chen Ping's words, some of them raised their arms and exclaimed: "yes, Fusang martial arts evolved from my great national skills! You ambitious fellows, you still want to step on the top of Chinese martial arts and talk about dreams! "

"Damn Fusang martial arts, our martial arts can not be deceived!"

"People of the people in the mountain, apologize quickly!"

, but there are still some indifferent people in the scene. Far away, they make complaints about what they are trying to do. This guy is not the one who provoked our two circles. Especially in this juncture, he is doing so against our national skills.

"Yes, it's obvious that Chinese martial arts are not as developed as before, and Fusang martial arts circle has sprung up again. We should hibernate."

"Ha ha, I want to see this arrogant guy, how to get out alive in a while!"The camp on the spot was immediately divided into two groups.

One group is cheering for Chen Ping, but the number is not large.

Naturally, one faction is neutral, just coldly watching.

At the moment, when he heard Chen Ping's words, he was furious. He clenched his fist tightly and roared loudly!

After that, Tengzhong at the foot of the mountain attacked Chen Ping fiercely!

Chen Ping's eyes were swift and his hands were swift, and his body was moving. He was in danger of escaping.

Sure enough, the strength of Tengzhong at the foot of the mountain cannot be underestimated!

At the foot of the mountain, in the eyes of Tengzhong, there was a ferocious sneer, and he said, "waste! Today, I will let you know who is the ancestor of Wushu! It must be our karate! Rubbish art, die

After drinking, Tengzhong at the foot of the mountain directly shows his fierce killing moves, and punches Chen Ping with one punch.

Chen Ping defends, but it is easy to dissolve the other side's killing moves!

"Damn it! Who the hell is this guy? He's even with Tengzhong at the foot of the mountain

"What kind of school, Huo family boxing? No, what kind of skill is that? "

A group of onlookers, all dumbfounded, watched Chen Ping and Tengzhong fight fiercely at the foot of the mountain.

Suddenly!

One of the crowd exclaimed, "I know! This is not in our national art circles. This is It's fighting at that level! It's the fighting skill of Xiao Jun

Shua!

In an instant, everyone turned their eyes to the speaker!

The guy was also the son of a family of martial arts in China. His eyes were wide eyed and he explained, "I once went to Xiao Jun with my father. After three months of training, I saw this fighting skill with my own eyes. It's very powerful!"

At this point, everyone once again focused on Chen Ping.

This guy can't fight with Xiao Jun!

Isn't that the son of a family of martial arts?

Which one is it.

Everyone was blinded.

And at the same time!

Bang!

A dull noise!

I saw that Chen Ping kicked him fiercely at the foot of the mountain in the chest. The whole person of the former stepped back several steps to stabilize himself!

In an uproar!

All the children in the field of traditional Chinese arts were stupid!