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Chapter 145 You have come up with a strategic weapon!

The battle between Du Heng and Jiang Shu also amazes the audience!

"Awesome! Awesome! It seems like a farming game, but in fact, it is indeed a subtle control of various spiritualities, which is too powerful."

"Yes! I never knew that there are so many ways to play when the seeds are urging! "

"Jiangshu is worthy of being a descendant of Shennong, and farming is indeed professional!"

"Du Heng's performance is scary! His farming skills are no worse than those of the descendants of Shennong."

As the audience talked about, the seedlings in front of Du Heng and ginger and sorghum were also growing vigorously.

The spiritual collisions and spiritual interference between each other failed to suppress each other, and still urged Jigu to grow into!

The seedlings in front of the two had already grown and entered the maturity stage. Under the urging of the wood-based spiritual power, it only takes a moment to mature, and the outcome will be decided.

The "farming" duel in the field has reached the most critical moment.

"Brother Du, you have a strong control and grasp of wood-based spirituality! If you talk about wood-based spirituality, I am not as good as you!"

Jiang Shu looked up at Du Heng, and a smile appeared on her face, "But... it's not just Ling*** who decides the winner. I have another move. Although it's not open enough, I can only take it out and decide the winner with you!"

As he said that, Jiang Zu waved his hand and said, "Rice Blast!!"

A withered fog rushed out of the hands of ginger and millet, covering Du Heng's "rice fields".

In an instant, the seedlings were covered with yellow marks, leaves, stems, and rice ears, all of which were rotting rapidly...

"Brother Du, you lost!"

Jiang Shu laughed, "This is the rice blast poison gas that our Lieshan Jiang family has studied for many years. In today's world, no one except us Lieshan family has studied this kind of thing. Only we know how to prevent and control it!"

"Yeah?"

Du Heng smiled and shook his head. Rice Blast? What gives you confidence that makes you dare to release the plague in front of the Lord of the Plague?

"You may not believe it, rice blast...I happen to be able to cure it!"

With a wave of his hand, Du Heng could kill these "rice blasts" with just one thought!

The spots on the seedlings no longer spread, Du Heng drove a stream of wood-type spiritual power, and the damaged seedlings instantly recovered as before.

"ah?"

Jiang Shu widened her eyes and couldn't come back to her senses for a long time.

What a joke? Our Lieshan family has been studying it for more than 100 years in order to prevent and control rice blast!

People outside don’t even know what rice blast is! How could anyone know how to treat rice blast?

"Brother Jiang, you gave me a portion of rice blast, so I'll give you a portion of rice blast too!"

Du Heng smiled, stretched out his hand and waved his hand, and a plague poisonous gas fell into the "rice field" of ginger and millet.

In an instant, the leaves of the seedlings in front of ginger and millet instantly turned white, forming dry textures like online literature.

The seedlings dry up and their vitality is rapidly annihilated!

Even if ginger and millet constantly activate the wood-based spiritual power and constantly instill vitality, it will not be able to maintain the survival of these grain seedlings.

"This...what is this..."

Jiang Shu looked at the white grain seedlings in her hands, and her face was shocked, "We... have never seen such rice blast!"

"White Blight!"

Du Heng casually gave a name and thought: You must have never seen it before! These are all the rice blasts that I used the power of the Lord of the Plague to urge you to send you, and a new generation of viruses evolved.

“White Blight…”

Jiang Shu looked at the dried seedlings in front of him, and then looked at Du Heng, "Brother Du, where did this rice blast... be found? Its destructive power is too strong! Once it is spread, it will cause the grains in the world to die on a large scale, which is so scary!"

"Actually... I'm very knowledgeable about plague!"

Du Heng smiled, "I have killed the plague messenger and mastered the plague power through the spiritual residues of the plague messenger. This white blight is what I have studied, and the prevention and control methods have also been studied."

"Has the prevention and control measures been studied?"

Jiang Shu was full of surprise and bowed to Du Heng, "Brother Du is a genius, I am willing to give in. I lost this duel!"

Jiang Shu gave in!

"Wow! Win! Win! Win!"

"The genius in Jixia is the leader!"

"Du Heng and Du Heng! A big victory at the beginning!"

The students of Jixia Academy waved their hands and cheered and shouted to celebrate the victory of the first game.

The Imperial College team opposite seemed a little depressed, and they all looked straight and were very unhappy.

"This King Heng... actually has such an accomplishment in planting, and is also proficient in rice blast poison gas?"

Master Zeng, the Imperial College Priest, twisted his beard and looked surprised, "The Gui family still has a royal family who is good at farming? The Canglong bloodline has the talent in this direction?"

"Shun was born in the acres. The ancestors of the Gui family were born in farming, so it is not surprising that they have talent in this area."

A gleam flashed in the eyes of the woman in the red dress next to her, "I am very interested in the white blight he has created. Can it cause the grain to die on a large area? If used well, this is a powerful weapon!"

"This kind of weapon is really harmful to the world!"

Master Zeng frowned, "Don't think about the weapon when you see anything. Once the grain dies on a large scale, how many people will starve to death? How many families will be destroyed?"

"Weapons don't have to be used!"

The woman in red dress smiled, "We have this weapon, which is a powerful strategic deterrence. Master, we all hope that the world will be peaceful. But... the world's peace requires a powerful deterrence to prevent the enemy from silence!"

"Okay, okay, I'm too lazy to listen to your military strategists!"

Master Zeng waved his hand and ignored the woman in red dress.

On the other hand, Master Qiu from Jixia Academy frowned tightly when he saw Du Heng's "white wilt" that could cause the grain to die on a large scale.

"I informed the Privy Council, the Political Affairs Hall and the Knight Guard, Du Heng of Jixia Academy... Oh, Gui Yuheng, and developed a 'white blight' that can cause the large-scale death of grains, which has great strategic value."

Master Qiu ordered the head of the neighbor, "Let them send someone to contact Gui Yuheng immediately to eliminate all possible leaks, especially the prevention and control measures must be absolutely confidential!"

"yes!"

The head of the court took the order and hurried out to report to various departments of the court.

The first level at the entrance of the mountain.

With the power of the "Lord of Plague", Du Heng annihilated all the viruses of "White Blight" and completely eliminated the possibility of the virus spreading.

Then... Du Heng bowed to the remaining Imperial College Supervisor, "The millet planting competition involves a rice blast virus with a major strategic threat, so... this competition project cannot be used."
Chapter completed!
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