Chen Ping had tears in his eyes, grabbed Zhou Changping's dry hand, nodded heavily and said, "Okay, I promise you!"

"National martial arts...National martial arts are hopeful, there is... Mr. Chen, after I die, I will not report my demise. I will never let Fusang and other worlds speculate on the strength of our martial arts..."

After Zhou Changping finished his last sentence, his breathing stopped and he slowly closed his eyes.

On his dying day, Zhou Changping was still thinking about national martial arts.

Don't report the death secretly!

What a respectful virtue!

What a righteousness!

On this day, Zhou Changping, a master of national martial arts, died of serious injury!

On this day, the Chinese martial arts lost a powerful senior who was respectful and respectful!

On this day, there was one backbone missing in the national martial arts world!

Chen Ping stood up, the grief in his eyes had turned into coldness, and said, "Everything is handled according to Mr. Zhou's last words, and we will return to Shanghai the day after tomorrow!"
Chapter completed!