As soon as she walked over in her red outfit, her fans burst into excited screams.

"Sister Wenxi, you are so handsome!"

"Idol! I want to be like you when I grow up!"

"Rain God, I want to write you into my composition~~~"

Wen Xi felt embarrassed by the innocent praises from the children. He walked over, took photos with everyone and signed autographs, and even taught them the double kick they had just performed on stage.

Children are very active, and many of them learn to do it in a very similar way.

Watching Wen Xi interacting with the children, everyone was impressed by how down-to-earth he was.

While Wen Xi was interacting with the children, the fourth game came.

Taoist Qingxu fights against boxing champion Taisheng.

This is an underdog match.

Tai Sheng is a world-class boxing champion. Even those who don’t follow boxing matches have more or less heard of him.

It is very easy to find his game videos. He is so fierce that you can feel through the screen that he can smash people with one punch.

really.

The two fought for 10 rounds, and Taoist Qingxu gradually showed signs of decline in the battle.

Wen Xi looked a little worried. This morning, she had used an Ip Man experience card to teach the essence of Wing Chun to Taoist Qingxu without reservation. Time was limited.

I don’t know if Taoist Qingxu can digest it.

Half an hour into the fourth match, Taoist Qingxu had already been punched several times by Tyson, and one side of his face was swollen. However, the Taoist's punches hitting Tyson looked like a joke, and did not hurt at all.

Many people on the stage began to feel distressed.

"Master, why don't you just give up this round peacefully? You're a hero for holding on this long."

"Master, even if we get into a big fight, it won't be a big deal! We still have Sister Xi to back us up."

"It's so sad to see the Taoist priest still holding on like this at his age. It's as heartbreaking as seeing an elderly widower being beaten."