This Great Emperor Is Also My Friend

The battle between Du Heng and Jiang Mi amazed the audience!

"Awesome! Awesome! It looks like a farming, but the subtle control of all kinds of spirituality is really amazing."

"Yeah! I never knew that there are so many ways to play for seed urging!"

"Jiang Millet is worthy of being a descendant of Shennong, farming is really professional!"

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

In the audience's discussion, the Hemiao in front of Du Heng and Jiang Mi also continued to thrive.

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

The seedlings in front of the two of them had already headed and set seeds, and had entered a mature stage. Under the urging of the Wood Spirit Power, it only takes a moment to mature and the winner will be determined.

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

"Brother Du, you are indeed very strong in the spiritual control and grasp of the Wood Element! If you talk about the spiritual control of the Wood Element, I am not as good as you!"

Jiang Su raised his eyes to look at Du Heng, with a smile on his face, "But... it's not just the spirit who decides the victory. I have another trick. Although it is not fair enough, I can only take it out to fight with you. Victory!"

As he said, Jiang Mi stretched out his hand and waved, "Rice blast!!"

A withered and yellow mist rushed out of Jiang Millet's hands and enveloped Du Heng's "rice fields".

In an instant, the seedlings were covered with withered yellow markings, and the leaves, stems, and ears of rice were all rapidly withering...

"Brother Du, you lost!"

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

"Yes?"

Du Heng smiled and shook his head. Rice blast? What gives you the confidence that makes you dare to release the plague before the lord of the plague?

"Speaking of which you may not believe, rice blast... I happen to be able to cure it!"

With a wave of his hand, the person of "Plague Lord" made Du Heng move his thoughts to kill these "rice blasts"!

The spots on the seedlings no longer spread, and Du Heng drove a wave of Spirit Power of the wood system, and the damaged seedlings instantly recovered as before.

"what?"

Jiang Mi's eyes widened, and he couldn't recover for a long time.

Are you kidding me? We, Lieshan, have been researching for more than 100 years in order to prevent and control rice blast!

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

"Brother Jiang, you gave me a rice blast, then I will pay you a rice blast too!"

Du Heng smiled, and with a wave of his hand, a plague poison gas fell into Jiang Mi's "paddy field".

In an instant, the leaves of the seedlings in front of Jiang Millet turned white instantly, forming a dry texture like nets.

The seedlings dries up, and their vitality is rapidly annihilated!

Even if Jiang Millet constantly urges the wood Spirit Power and constantly instills vitality, it will not be able to keep these seedlings alive.

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

Jiang Mi looked at the withered seedlings in his hand, his face was horrified, "We... have never seen such a rice blast!"

"Bacterial blight!"

Du Heng chose a name casually, thinking: You must have never seen it before! These are all the new generation viruses that I have evolved from the rice blast that I have sent you with the power of the lord of the plague.

"Bacterial blight..."

Jiang Mi looked at the dry seedlings in front of him, then looked at Du Heng, "Brother Du, where did you find this rice blast? It is too destructive! Once it spreads, it will cause the whole world to grow grains." The area is dead, so scary!"

"Actually... I have a lot of research on the plague!"

Du Heng smiled, "I once killed the plague messenger, and mastered the plague power through the spiritual residue of the plague messenger. This kind of bacterial blight was researched out by me, and the prevention and control methods were also researched.”

"The prevention and control measures have also been researched out?"

Jiang Su was full of exclamation, and bowed to Du Heng, "Brother Du is a genius, the younger brother is willing to bow down. This matchup, the younger brother lost!"

Jiang Mi gave up!

"Wow! Won! Won! Won!"

"Jixia Tianjiao, dominates the coquettish!"

"Du Heng Du Heng! A big start!"

The students of Jixia Academy waved and shouted and cheered, celebrating the victory of the first game in the opening game.

The team of the Imperial College on the opposite side seemed a little depressed, each with their noses and eyes vertical, and they were very upset.

"This King Heng... actually has such accomplishments in planting a field, and he is also proficient in the poison gas of rice blast?"

Guozijian Jijiu Master Zeng, twisting his beard, with a face full of surprise, "There is also a royal family who is good at farming in the Gui family? Does the Canglong blood have the talent in this direction?"

"Shun was born among the acres. The ancestor of the Gui family was born in farming. It is not surprising that he has this talent."

A glint flashed in the eyes of the woman in the red dress next to her, "I am actually very interested in the bacterial blight he caused. Can it cause large areas of grain to die? Use it well, this is a powerful weapon!"

"These weapons are really damaging!"

Master Zeng frowned, "Don't just think about your weapons when you see what. Once the grain dies on a large scale, how many people will starve to death? How many people will die?"

"Weapons don't have to be used!"

The woman in the red skirt smiled, "We have this kind of weapon, which is a powerful strategic deterrent. Master, we all hope that the world is peaceful. But...the peaceful world needs a powerful deterrent to deter the enemy!"

"Okay, I don't even bother to listen to your military tactics!"

Master Zeng waved his hand, and did not pay attention to the women in the red dress.

On the other side, Master Qiu of Jixia Academy frowned when he saw Du Heng's "Bacterial Blight", which could cause the grains to die in a large area.

"Report to the Privy Council, the Political Affairs Hall, and Xiaoqiwei that Du Heng, Jixia Academy... Oh, Yu Heng, who has developed a ‘bacterial blight’ that can cause large areas of grains to die, is of great strategic value."

Master Qiu instructed the principal next to him, "Let them immediately send someone to contact Gui Yuheng to eliminate all the possibility of leaks, especially the prevention and control methods must be absolutely confidential!"

"Yes!"

The principal bowed his orders and hurried out to report to the various ministries and agencies of the court.

At the gate of the mountain, the first pass.

With the power of the "Lord of the Plague", Du Heng wiped out all the viruses of "Bacterial Blight" and completely eliminated the possibility of the spread of the virus.

Then... Du Heng gave the cupped hands of the remaining Guozijian pillar, "The competition for planting millet involves a major strategic threat to the rice blast virus, so... this competition project can no longer be used."

Du Heng smiled at the pillars of the Imperial College, "Why don't we...Shall we change the drawing of symbols? Don't worry, my skill in drawing symbols is very ordinary!"

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