God's Mansion: Start with a Goblin

"No, you have to go back with me now, it's best to hold the succession ceremony tonight!"

"The future Xue clan will be led by you!"

Wang Ye clung tightly to the sofa, and was so annoyed by his uncle's tyranny.

Wang Ye: "I'm still young, and I'm not sensible yet, how can I succeed so hastily!!"

Uncle: "There are so many reasons, let you inherit, you inherit it!!"

Wang Ye's hand was about to be pulled off, he widened his eyes and shouted eagerly: "No way... I still have to go to the competition..."

Uncle: "Is it important to inherit the position of Patriarch after breaking the competition?! I don't care!"

Wang Ye: "..."

His hands were already numb, if he really let go of the sofa, he would definitely be dragged away in one go.

Just when Wang Ye couldn't hold on any longer, the door slowly opened.

"Eh? What are you doing?"

Holding the tea, Li Ruoxi looked at them both in surprise.

Wang Ye firmly clutched the sofa, while the uncle behind him grabbed his arm with a ferocious face, as if he was fighting.

The two let go of their hands tacitly, and the uncle's face flushed, and he coughed softly, "I'm getting old, I can't hold this kid anymore!"

Wang Ye also gasped for breath, and said with a dry smile, "Uncle wants to give me a gift, but I don't accept it, I have to give it, I have to give it!"

Uncle gave him an angry look, and thought: I send you to the supreme position, you are still not happy!
Li Ruoxi was still confused, completely unable to understand what Wang Ye was saying.

"Then what is Mr. Li, do we still have to go to class, I plan to..."

He was interrupted by his uncle before he finished speaking: "What are your plans, come back to the imperial capital with me!"

As he said that, his uncle stepped forward again and wanted to grab Wang Ye. Wang Ye looked at Li Ruoxi as if asking for help. If this continues, the next game schedule will be delayed.

Li Ruoxi hastily stepped forward, and explained nervously: "What... Uncle... Wang Ye has to go back to school with me!"

uncle:"???"

Under the pressure, Li Ruoxi said cautiously: "Situ Zhan of Destiny Academy wrote a letter of war, and the school asked me to come over and ask him if he will join the war!"

Wang Ye: "???"

It's his turn to be confused, who is this Situ Zhan, all cats and dogs have come to challenge him.

That being said, my uncle became more excited.

"Since everyone dares to declare war with great fanfare, how can we have no reason not to fight!"

"Wang Ye!"

Wang Ye straightened his back slightly, looked at his serious uncle suspiciously: "Yes!"

"If he wants to fight, then fight!!"

"It's better to hit the sun than to choose the day. Immediately let that kid come to the school to fight in the afternoon, and I will cheer for you!"

Wang Ye: "..."

What he really wanted to complain about was that the gauntlet had just been issued, and if you said you let him come, who would have to come? !Do you think you are the king of heaven? !

But what Wang Ye didn't expect was that this Uncle Xue... is really a heavenly king!

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At a quarter of noon, Situ Zhan arrived at the Women's Jihad Academy under the leadership of the Destiny School's leaders. He never thought that Wang Ye would dare to accept the challenge so arrogantly just after qualifying!

"I really don't understand, I clearly wrote about a private fight, why did the school intervene!!"

There was another reason why Situ Zhan was puzzled, why the school tried his best to dissuade him from acting rashly before he came, and just use a few tricks as a formality.

"Welcome the leaders of Destiny Academy to come and guide us!"

"This is the first private contest between the two colleges."

"I don't know whether Wang Ye is the best or Situ Zhan is the best. I'm looking forward to it!"

The girls who came to watch early looked at Situ Zhan with nympho looks on their faces. In their opinion, whichever is more handsome, that one will win.How easy and convenient it is.

The leaders of the two schools shook hands hand in hand, and the two students also stood at the designated positions.

This time the host really surprised Wang Ye, it would be the one who has learned a lot of male virtues - Li Fuxing, the god of war!

"As one of the shareholders of the Women's Jihad Academy, it is a great honor to be invited to be the host of this PK!"

There was thunderous applause from the audience, and Li Ruoxi, who was sitting at the bottom watching the fun, just smiled and said nothing, obviously it was Li Fuxing who had the cheek to be the host, invited?Only ghosts will invite you to be the host!
"Everyone is also wondering why Situ Zhan's gauntlet was shortened after seven days!"

Li Fuxing put it off first, and then explained with a smile: "Because in three days, Wang Ye will represent Linhai to Longzhou City to compete for the qualifying spot in Jiangnan Province. Due to the conflict in time, we have to arrange the battle in advance!"

Is this how it is? !

The contempt on Li Ruoxi's face grew stronger, and she complained indignantly in her heart: "It's my uncle who poured tens of millions of divine power in anger to force the school manager to arrange a fight. If he doesn't agree? Then I will throw [-] million, who can stand it?" Stay!"

The throwing of money here refers to forcing the shareholders of the school to submit by means of monopoly and isolation, otherwise their industries will suffer a lot of turmoil!

Li Fuxing: "Okay, stop talking nonsense, there are three items in this battle!"

"Shenquanshu 1v1 project!"

"God's Domain Battle Project!"

"Apotheosis 1v1 project!"

"There is only one way to win this match, and that is to hit the opponent unconscious!"

Li Fuxing said with a smirk on his face: "Surrender and admit defeat, it doesn't count!"

Students off the field: "Hiss!"

I won't even let you surrender. If you are tortured and cry, then you have to continue!
"Then welcome our challenger - Situ Zhan!"

Situ Zhan was wearing sunglasses, and he looked a little handsome standing in front of the console. He looked around arrogantly, and found that the cheers of the girls were very enthusiastic, and he felt extremely disdainful.

Li Fuxing pointed to another console: "Guardian—Wang Ye!"

The sound of gongs and drums sounded directly off the field, like a thunderstorm, booming and booming in all directions.

"Wang Ye, Wang Ye, you are the wildest!"

"The strongest is the strongest, Wang Ye is the strongest!"

"Great, great, Wang Ye is great!"

Wang Ye was dumbfounded, seeing dozens of girls making loud noises in full swing, no matter whether they could stand it or not, they bluffed as if they had received money.

The uncle sitting on the rostrum covered his mouth and snickered, "Nephew, this is a welcome ceremony arranged by uncle, do you like it?!"

If Wang Ye knew that this was what his uncle did, he would definitely complain crazily!

After Li Fuxing introduced the two of them, he narrowed his eyes and said seriously: "Then the battle begins!"

"The first duel is Divine Concentration Technique, players please prepare!"