The First Dude: Dark Emperor, Come To Fight!

Wei Ming and Han Jun are actually also curious, what does Ning Xi, the best performer, want to do?

Ning Xi smiled, her whole body exuding kindness, "Referee, I just want to ask if you still want the sand in the pot?"

"What if I want it? What if I don't want it?" Han Jun asked with great interest.

Ning Xi rolled her eyes inwardly. She knew that this man was a smiling tiger. If it were Wei Ming, he would definitely give a positive answer.

"If not, then I would like to apply to take it away."

Ning Xi paused and said, "If so, then I want to see if I can exchange it for anything."

Wei Ming was stunned, obviously not expecting Ning Xi to ask for the sand, and asked in confusion: "What do you want the sand for?"

"I want to use this sand to temper my soul power after I come down." Ning Xi didn't hide it.

After ten days of picking sand, coupled with the test stone used by Wei Ming just now, Ning Xi was certain that these two kinds of quicksand had been specially treated and could only be picked out with spiritual sense.

If you can take it away, then take some time to pick sand every day. As time goes by, your spiritual consciousness will be better tempered, and it will become more solid and growing.

This answer surprised Wei Ming. This method of using sand to temper soul power was invented by his master. So far, Ning Xi was the first person to propose taking it back to temper soul power.

What he usually likes most are diligent and talented students. Looking at Ning Xi, he feels more and more pleasing to the eye, "No, you can take it if you want."

Han Jun chuckled and said, "Boy, you are very knowledgeable."

Ning Xi smiled even bigger, "Thank you, referee!"

"Then can I get more?" It's not that she wants to push the envelope, but that a pot of sand will lose its tempering effect over time. Only increasing the amount and extending the time will be more beneficial.

Of course, Ning Xi also discovered how precious the sand was. When she finished using it, she would take it back to Xiacheng to use it to cultivate the patience of the beast masters and temper their soul power. The effect would definitely be very good.

She has always followed the principle of not giving anything for nothing.

Wei Ming laughed. He also saw that Ning Xi was a little naughty, but he was not offensive. "Okay, you can take them all."

At this time, many people also discovered the benefits of picking sand. After hearing the referee ask Ning Xi to take away all the sand, a Chinese contestant also raised his hand and said eagerly: "Mr. Referee, can I take some away too?" .”

Then people raised their hands one after another. It was obvious that they also wanted it, and Ning Xi couldn't let Ning Xi take advantage of it!

They guessed that the referee would allow them to take away the blame, but unfortunately they could never guess the referee's temperament.

Wei Ming snorted coldly: "There is a saying that says first come, first served. Since I have promised Ning Xi to take them all, what do you mean by doing this in vain?"

"Also, do I allow you to speak?"

"There are no rules at all. Anyone who raised their hand just now will have one point deducted!"

After saying that, he turned around and walked out of the shed with a sullen expression, leaving behind a bunch of stunned contestants.

What? Points will be deducted for raising your hand and saying anything, and you will not be allowed to live...

Han Jun was secretly amused. Old Wei's temper was still so bad!

These contestants deserved it. Who made them underestimate the willfulness of the referee? There is an unwritten rule. If you don't like it, you can deduct points.

But naturally he would not tell these people openly. It was so pleasant to see them frustrated every day, so he turned and left.