While preparing, Ye Wan turned on the live broadcast of "Chinese Real Kung Fu" and had to admit that Feiyu was really good at playing.

On the first night, 100 successful registered anchors were announced, and 50 pairs of cross-field anchor CPs were matched on the spot, but the first live broadcast was scheduled for the next night.

There is no need to mention how eye-catching the other anchors are. Just the old-young combination of Old Monk Xuanmiao and Ye Wan is already a huge gimmick and attractive enough.

Sure enough, the next night, Feiyu’s online fan viewing volume exceeded one billion, instantly surpassing all other live streaming platforms.

Today, the matching results just came out and the live broadcast will start in half an hour.

In other words, the 50 anchors were unprepared.

Those with good psychological quality and strong ability are naturally beyond reproach.

If you have a bad mentality and draw a completely unfamiliar field, there is no doubt whether you will perform well or make a fool of yourself.

Look, the show hasn’t even started yet and the number of online viewers has already exceeded that of yesterday.

"Sink your Qi into your Dantian, grip the ground with your toes, and step forward to find the spot, ha!"

The martial arts guy performed a set of clean and neat boxing moves with great vigor and by the time he kicked a rock to pieces, fireworks were already going off in the live broadcast room.

The Dream Carnival seemed to be free, and the fireworks lasted for more than ten minutes before stopping.

Ye Wan had an idea.

Half an hour passed in a flash, and when the two live broadcast rooms were connected, the fans' eyes lit up.

The master of Chinese Real Kung Fu is a middle-aged man in his forties, but because he has been practicing boyish kung fu since childhood, his body is as strong as a pine tree.

He has black hair and bright eyes, and looks like a young man in his twenties.

He was still dressed the same as before, in a black training suit.

"Good evening, everyone in the live studio!"

With a loud greeting, Wushu Brother looked at Ye Wan, who was dressed in white, and said, "Hello, Honghuang. What do you think of tonight's interaction?"

Not to mention that Ye Wan is just a little girl, even if the one coming for the PK is a male anchor, Brother Wushu has already made up his mind to accommodate and cooperate with the other party throughout the whole process.

After all, he had practiced it.

Asking the other party to cooperate with him is just a joke.

"Hello!"

Wushu brother breathed a sigh of relief.

He was really afraid that the other party was only interested in showing off, so she would sing while he would box or something like that.

What did that mean? He was a popularizer of Chinese martial arts, not a performer on stage.

"good."

The martial arts guy stood like a pine tree, and his whole aura was different.

When the powerful music sounded, Ye Wan imitated the martial arts brother, clenched his fists and hung them at his sides, carefully watching his every move.

The martial arts guy started throwing punches.

Ye Wan didn't move.

When the martial arts guy did a mid-air flip and landed steadily on the ground.

Ye Wan still didn't move.

Ten minutes later, the martial arts guy put away his fists and a layer of sweat appeared on his forehead.

Ye Wan spoke up, "Can you do it again?"

The martial arts guy was stunned.

The barrage of comments in the live broadcast room floated out mercilessly.

"Who the hell do you think you are? You came here to watch a show, right? You said you were interacting with someone live, but where did you interact? You still want to watch the show, have you paid for your tickets?"

"That's right! @Flying Fish Customer Service, how did you get this top 50 anchor to the top? Are you here to be a vase?"

"If you stay quiet and don't come out to show off your presence, I'll tolerate it. Pretty girl, I advise you not to take ignorance as personality, we won't buy it!"

…

The curses were like thunder.

Ye Wan remained motionless, only looking at Wushu brother, "Can you do it again?"

(End of this chapter)