I ask you to portray a mama's boy, but you portray a wealthy man?

Chapter 136 The origin of Noxus, the terrifying existence
"Is that enough now?" Jax asked.

"I can switch hands if I want it to end faster."

"Demacians would rather die than accept the mercy of their enemies," the warrior said, standing up crookedly.

His stoic exterior was peeling off in the face of Jax's taunts.

And when he attacked again, his posture was no different than that of a reckless man without any discipline or skill.

Jax crouched down to avoid a fatal decapitation, and instead grasped the lamp post with one hand.

He put the lamp post under the man's sword, and with a flick of his wrist, the Demacia warrior's sword was snatched away.

Then it was thrown into the air, and Jax caught the sword with his free hand.

"This knife is not bad," he said, dazzlingly swinging the sword like a master. "Lighter than it looks."

The Demacian rushed towards him, dagger drawn.

Jax shook his head at his stupidity.

He threw the sword off the bridge and slid sideways, dodging a series of lightning-fast jabs.

He crouched down again, ducked a sweep, and opened his palm to receive a thunderous right hook.

He nodded towards the river.

"I hope you know how to swim."

After speaking, he twisted his wrist and lifted the armored warrior off the ground and over the guardrail of the bridge.

The man fell into the river, and Jax set the lamppost on the cobblestones.

"Who else?"

"And me," one woman said.

She was at the end of the bridge, dismounting from the gelding.

The mount was covered with sweat and her cloak was covered with dust. It seemed that she had been on a hard journey for a long time.

She wore a breastplate of silver steel and a long-edged rapier sheathed at her hip.

She strode toward him through the men on the bridge.

Her movements are light and effortless, with absolute balance and extreme confidence.

She has a thin, noble appearance, with a few strands of scarlet hidden in her dark hair.

Her eyes were cold and emotionless, and all you could see in them was death.

"Who are you?" Jax was very curious.

"I am Fiona of the Laurent family," she said and drew her weapon, a dueling saber, the perfect blade flashing with cold light. "And, this is my bridge."

Jax grinned behind his mask.

Finally, someone worthy of a fight has arrived!
Different from all previous styles.

Li Mo's writing style this time is more of a martial arts feel.

Although there is a big gap compared to the real martial arts masters.

However, it is definitely not a feeling that ordinary people can write about.

In Fiona’s story chapter, everyone saw it.

She is just a woman who resists political marriage and wants to be independent.

But in Jax's chapter.

The audience saw a chic and elegant unparalleled swordswoman.

She took the sword and challenged the weapons master.

And the weapons master who always likes to ridicule others.

At this time, he finally paid attention to it.

Apparently, in Jax's eyes.

Fiona is definitely a strong opponent.

It's just the result of the battle between the two of them.
Li Mo did not intend to write it out.

The result without results is the best result.

Let these two high-quality characters collide freely in the minds of the audience.

Enough white space can perfectly bring out the full charm of the character itself.

However, the audience didn’t seem to buy it
:The results of it? The results of it? !
: Damn it, where is the result I want to see? ! !

: If the world is going to be destroyed and one person must be sacrificed, then I choose Li Mo.

: Hahaha, I really like the arrogance of the weapon master.

: Let the fight begin! Let the fight begin! !

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Except for the audience, however.

At the exchange meeting, those literary greats didn’t seem to buy it.

They naturally saw through why Li Mo didn't write the ending.

He also knows that this is the optimal solution. But the more this happens, the angrier they become.

"This kid aroused the greed in my stomach, but he didn't say anything anymore!"

"Hmph. There are two types of people I hate the most in my life. One is the one who tells stories without telling the ending, and the other is the one who doesn't let me tell the story without telling the ending."

"You understand double standards."

"The writing is really good. If possible, I would like to have a meal with this young man."

“I feel like some of his ideas are really good.”

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At the exchange meeting, all the activities were originally prepared.

Nowadays, it’s all about watching Li Mo’s live broadcast, admiring Li Mo’s stories, and complaining about Li Mo.
Even people who don’t listen to stories very much.

From not understanding at the beginning, to believing, and then complaining about Li Mo.

slowly.
Li Mo's live broadcast room lasted only an hour.

The number of viewers has reached five million.

Although there seem to be many new accounts among them, it seems like someone is trying to gain popularity.

But behind these accounts, all of them are literary figures.

Compare this to the last time Li Mo aired for an hour.

This time the year-on-year growth has more than doubled.

It’s a terrifying star effect.

Not only is the stickiness very high, but the growth efficiency is also very high.

Of course Li Mo knows this.

He also guessed that it was outside his room.

I'm afraid there are many "audiences".

It's just that most of these viewers hold various contracts in their hands.

"Huh, don't worry."

"Let them dry for a while."

Li Mo leaned completely on the sofa.

He stared at the gold-rimmed ceiling and thought.

The next game will tell the story of the war between Noxus and Ionia.

There is certainly no way to cover all the heroes in five hours.

Since they gave the topic in advance, why can't I talk about part of it now?
Yeah why not?

Then talk!
But what to talk about?

Li Mo thought for a while.

In fact, during the two wars between Noxus and Ionia.

The story on the Noxian side is obviously more exciting.

Although there are many experts in Ionia.

But most of them are like guerrilla groups.

Only Irelia gathered a group of people and formed the main force to fight against them.

In other words, for Ionia, just focus on Irelia.

But on the Noxus side, even though the story of Draven and Darius has been told.

There are still many people worth talking about.

It can be said that Noxus is like a huge war weapon.

Everyone inside is a very important component.

It doesn’t work without anyone.

In that case
Li Mo had the answer in his mind.

This time, he decided, he would start with the origins of Noxus.

是 的
The hero to be told is
Killed twice, reborn three times.

A ruthless warlord from ancient times.

Use necromancy to imprison countless souls in eternal servitude.

Everyone wants to forget it, but the horror exists all the time——

Mordekaiser!

【Your life is long gone, welcome your destiny! 】

[Destiny, dominion, fraud! 】

(End of this chapter)