The apprenticeship ceremony was very simple, Zhang Long just asked Ling Mohan to simply serve a cup of tea, and as for the ancient rituals such as three bows and nine knocks, all of them were omitted. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

After the apprenticeship, Zhang Long and Ling Mohan concluded a master-apprentice relationship under the witness of the system.

In this way, Ling Mohan can also be regarded as a member of Zhang Long's family.

For those close to him, Zhang Long was never stingy, he directly turned over his hand and took out a precious Frost Giant King bloodline from the package, and said to Ling Mohan: "Swallow it!" ”

Looking at the ice-blue liquid floating in front of him, the size of an adult's fist, although Ling Mohan had doubts in his heart, he did not move with the slightest hesitation.

He believed that the master would not harm him.

I saw Ling Mohan directly open his mouth wide and swallow the ice-blue liquid in one gulp.

"Ah, master, it's so cold, I'm going to die, it hurts!"

As soon as the ice-blue liquid entered his stomach, Ling Mohan felt his throat, esophagus and stomach, as if he had drunk a glass of cold-causing ice water from the Nine Shadows Ice Prison, his whole body convulsed, trembled, his face turned pale and purple, and the pain was tangled together, and he fell to his knees with a direct bang, rolling around.

What he drank was the bloodline of the Frost Giant King, not the ordinary Frost Giant bloodline, if he wanted to refine the bloodline of the Frost Giant King, the pain he endured was naturally much stronger than those old students of Qinglong University.

"If you want to become stronger, it is impossible not to pay a little price."

Zhang Long's voice sounded in Ling Mohan's ears.

As he spoke, Zhang Long's divine thoughts escaped, invading Ling Mohan's mind and passing down the operation method of the Northern Spiritual Skill.

"Get up, sit cross-legged, meditate and concentrate, and use the power of the Northern Spiritual Skill to refine the bloodline, don't worry, I will assist you in this process."

"Yes!"

Ling Mohan's entire body was constantly bubbling out with ice-blue cold air, if it weren't for Zhang Long's divine thoughts to help suppress it, he might have been assimilated into a lump of ice by the bloodline of the powerful Frost Giant King at this moment.

"Only by suffering hardship can I become a master, I Ling Mohan must become a strong man, I must!"

Ling Mohan endured the pain and discomfort in his body, got up from the ground, and sat cross-legged.

Seeing that Ling Mohan got up with his strong will, Zhang Long nodded with satisfaction, raised his hand, and punched a True Yuan into Ling Mohan's body.

In fact, he could have helped Ling Mohan refine the bloodline in his body just like he had helped those old students of Qinglong University, but Zhang Long didn't do that.

After all, those old students of Qinglong University are just his students, and if they insist on a master-apprentice relationship, they can only be said to be Zhang Long's anonymous disciples.

And Ling Mohan is different, under the witness of the system, he completed the apprenticeship ceremony, and he is Zhang Long's personal disciple, and the requirements for personal disciples are naturally stricter.

Ling Mohan endured the pain of his body being frozen by the cold air, calmed his mind, and began to refine the Frost Giant's bloodline with the Northern Spiritual Skill.

With the operation of the Northern Darkness Divine Skill, the True Yuan that Zhang Long entered into his body was transformed into streams of Northern Darkness True Qi gushing out from the dantian, wrapping around the icy blue liquid.

With True Qi as a heat shield, the freezing sensation in his stomach suddenly dissipated without a trace, and Ling Mohan's handsome face, which was tangled together, gradually stretched out, and began to meditate and slowly refine the Frost Giant King's bloodline.

Of course, if he refines alone, I'm afraid that he may not be able to completely refine the bloodline of the Frost Giant King in a month and become his own natural bloodline.

I still have to help Zhang Long.

Zhang Long's divine thoughts escaped and enveloped Ling Mohan, and a huge divine thought entered Ling Mohan's body, urging the speed of the Northern Darkness True Qi in his body.

With the blessing of his divine thoughts, the Northern Darkness True Qi in Ling Mohan's body flowed like a whirlwind, turning into countless tiny qi knives, continuously cutting through the bloodline of the Frost Giant King, differentiating drops of ice-blue liquid from it.

The differentiated ice-blue liquid was constantly integrated into Ling Mohan's blood, bones, muscles, and limbs under the traction of Ling Mohan's Northern Darkness True Qi and Zhang Long's Divine Thoughts.

With Zhang Long's help, Ling Mohan's whole person completely calmed down and entered a stable refining stage.

Time passes, one minute, two minutes, three minutes......

Half an hour later.

Ling Mo opened his eyes suddenly.

Thorn~

Two ice-blue flames shot out from Ling Mohan's eyes, and the flames erupted for three meters, leaving a first-class frost mist in the air before gradually dissipating.

Looking at Ling Mohan's eyes, they had completely changed at this time, and their originally blue pupils had become blue, like blue crystal, pure and translucent, with ice flames burning in them.

Not only the eyes, but also the pores of Ling Mohan's entire mouth, ears, nose, and whole body were emitting ice-blue flames, and the ice flames around his body were rising, which was three feet high.

At the same time, click-click.

Ling Mohan's entire body erupted with the sound of a series of bone joints exploding and opening up.

Bones are growing, and the blood in the body is tumbling and rushing like a river.

Ling Mohan's body began to rise and grow larger at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In the blink of an eye, the whole person changed from a young man of about one meter eight to a frost giant with a height of nearly ten meters, aqua blue skin, covered in ice flames, and knotted muscles.

No, it should be said that it is the Frost Giant King!

The King of the Frost Giants comparable to the powerhouses of the early stage of Jindan!

Roar!

Feeling the powerful power in his body, Ling Mohan couldn't help but let out a roar, the power of frost escaped, and the weather within a radius of ten kilometers changed suddenly.

The clear and cloudless sky was overcast, dark clouds rolled in, the temperature plummeted, and then the north wind howled and snowflakes fell like goose feathers.

Within a radius of 10 kilometers, it snowed heavily.

"What's going on, it's a good day, how can you say that it will change, and it's snowing heavily?"

"yes, that's weird!"

"Ah Seven, it's so cold, no, I'm going home and wearing a few more clothes."

……

On the streets, many ordinary people watched the sudden change in the weather and talked about it.

Meanwhile.

Noxus High Command, Office of the General.

"With this range of magic power fluctuations, which saint-level peak powerhouse broke through and advanced to the god-level powerhouse?"

Svein, who was processing the official documents, frowned, and looked at the sky in the distance that was covered with dark clouds, where he sensed an aura that only a god-level powerhouse could have.

However, when he cast a spell to investigate, the aura of the god-level powerhouse suddenly disappeared, the dark clouds in the sky also completely dissipated, the goose feathers and heavy snow disappeared, and the entire heaven and earth instantly returned to clearness.

Bang!

The door was pushed open, and three figures entered.

Two men and one woman entered.

The two men, one wearing a suit of armor and a giant axe hanging from his back, were none other than the symbol of Noxus' power, the hand of Noxus - Darius.

Darius, who lost both of his parents at a young age, had to fight in order to keep himself and his brother alive.

By the time he joined the army, he had developed the strength and discipline of a seasoned soldier.

After proving his strength on the battlefield, Darius turned his attention to his homeland.

He saw a shattered Noxus, where insatiable, complacent aristocrats had exhausted the city-state. In order to revive his country, Darius decided to reinvent the leadership of Noxus himself.

As soon as he found the corpses and puppets who were in a position of nothingness, he would use violent means to remove them from power, and it was this style of behavior that earned him the formidable title of Hand of Noxus.

Walking beside Darius was a tall man in an extremely eye-catching armor, with two sharp throwing axes hanging from his waist, none other than Darius's younger brother, the glorious executioner Delevingne.

Unlike his brother Darius, victory on the battlefield was never enough for Draven.

He was eager for recognition, applause, and glory.

He first sought a chance to make a name for himself in the Noxian army, but his talent for drama was severely buried.

Eager to share the name "Draven" with the world, he turned his attention to the prison system and became a Noxian executioner.

Walking in Darius, behind the two Delevin brothers is a bewitching woman with a staff in hand.

He was dressed in a purple robe, the robe was inlaid with gold edges, very gorgeous, with a golden crown on top of his head, and a soft hair under the crown, with delicate facial features, a beautiful and bewitching face, and eyes like autumn water, which was very seductive.

However, what is even more seductive is the perfect body under the simple robe, the front is upright and backward, exquisitely convex, the bare snow-white skin of the robe spliced together by several pieces of cloth, the white glow shining in the sun, coupled with the black stockings and high heels, is simply a fairy who is fascinated and does not pay for his life.

That's right, this goblin is none other than the trickster Enchantress, LeBlanc.

Every city has a side that you don't know about, just as everyone has a side that no one else knows.

Noxus is such a place that people love and hate. In the depths of the dark streets, dungeons can be seen everywhere like dense beehives.

The winding streets continue down the center of the dungeon, which has become a refuge from all the evils of the world.

Countless fanatics, evil witches, and secret societies call this labyrinth home.

The Sorcering Queen LeBlanc is the leader of the Black Roses, a legacy of an unspeakable period in Noxus' history.

LeBlanc and her gang were the backbone of Noxus politics until the nascent military government came to power.

When primitive force became the ultimate force to dominate the empire, the Black Rose disappeared seemingly overnight. Many people believe that their time has passed, and they have given up on the pursuit of power.

However, when LeBlanc reappeared in front of the gates of the War College, it dawned on the people that these masters of shadow and fire had put a price on their feet, waiting for a new League of Legends to rise.

Hand of Noxus, Darius.

Glory Executioner, Draven.

Enchantress, LeBlanc.

Three heroes affiliated with Noxus, god-level powerhouses.

"General!"

"You sensed it too?"

"Yes, General, we have another god-level powerhouse in Noxus!"

"General, this is a great event for Noxus!"

"It's been many years since a god-level powerhouse was born in our Noxus, and a powerful god-level powerhouse is enough to break all the balance in the war, but unfortunately, the breath of that god-level powerhouse disappeared too quickly, and it disappeared before we could capture and lock his position."

"Yes, maybe this god-level powerhouse doesn't want to get involved in the war on the mainland!"

Svein sighed.

That's right, this is the Strategist Commander, Svein.

As Noxus's best strategist, Svein possessed unrivaled poise and wisdom, and his fearlessness stemmed from his perfect grasp of the battlefield, and Svein, who was on crutches and his crows, calmly commanded his soldiers and fought for their unshakable loyalty and faith.

Svein was not only a strategist, but after the death of the Great General Darkwell, Svein was officially crowned the Great General and became the number one person in the Noxus High Command.

The Noxus High Command is the supreme ruling body of Noxus and the highest military authority in the country.

The General is the highest position in the High Command and controls the military and political power of Noxus.

In other words, Svein, the leader of the Strategists, is the true ruler of Noxus.

Darius thought for a moment and proposed, "General, why don't I send someone to look for it and visit him, maybe I can make this god-level powerhouse change his position, after all, how can he say that he is also our Noxians?" ”

Delevingne also said: "Yes, there is no reason why Noxians should not contribute to the future of Noxus. ”

LeBlanc said: "Regardless of whether this god-level powerhouse joins the Supreme Command or not, just because he is a new god-level powerhouse, we must also visit him to register his strength and ability." ”

Svein nodded and said, "That makes sense, in that case, Darius, the matter of finding a new god-level powerhouse will be left to you." ”

"Yes, General."

……

It was none other than Zhang Long who took the action to cover the aura and strength on Ling Mohan's body.

"Master, am I in trouble?"

Seeing that Zhang Long waved his hand, not only covering his breath, but also forcibly dispelling the vision above the sky, Ling Mohan couldn't help but ask worriedly.

Zhang Long shook his head and said with a smile: "All this you showed is normal, it is a normal performance when you break through, but we still have something to do, and we can't expose it too early and attract the strong people of Noxus." ”