Reincarnated as incubus: I didn't mean to seduce you!

Kael had seen too many people like Earl Campbell before, traditional type companies with more reasonable regulatory systems in his previous life were still manageable.

In industries like the internet and real estate, it was commonly acknowledged that internal strife was rampant. If by chance one stumbled into a small enterprise with scarce business but never-ending internal consumption, people playing tricks like Earl Campbell were extraordinarily common.

Of course, such groups also had their inherent problems, that is, they seemed to be fiercely infighting, but when faced with truly tough challengers, they would crumble instantly.

"Scholars meeting soldiers, reason cannot be conveyed" can be explained from two perspectives as well.

Now Kael had made his choice. He had no intention of playing games with Campbell. He had made his stance known quite directly.

Youth is a weakness but also a strength. Kael knew very well that at his age, such a rebuttal would pose no problem.

Since it is said "Youth is not a time of life but a state of mind," no one inherently considers youthful rashness a derogatory term, and rightly so.

When Earl Campbell initiated the provocation, everyone looked at Kael with fear, but beneath that fear was a layer of disbelief.

How could he dare to do this!

But in a moment, they were shocked to discover that this young man, wearing a faint smile, looking graceful and a touch playful, was actually a Transcendent Rank powerhouse.

In fact, even in the Royal Capital, reaching the Extraordinary Rank was not an easily attainable stage, especially for someone of Kael’s age to reach such a power level, it was without a doubt shocking to all.

Kael stepped forward without hesitation, stepping on the glove that Earl Campbell had thrown down, and said,

"Let’s take this outside. I’d rather not fight in the Chamber of Commerce and risk damaging my products."

Earl Campbell gave him a slightly odd look and said,

"If that’s the case, let’s borrow the Royal Knight Academy’s combat arena. It happens to be very close to here, but I wonder if some people dare to follow."

Kael spread his hands, showing an indifferent expression, and said,

"Let’s go. I also want to see if you, having lived nearly 200 years in that position, can truly be called a worthy descendant of the Lion Heart." @@novelbin@@

Earl Campbell, who always prided himself on being a descendant of the Lion Heart, grew a few shades darker in his expression upon hearing Kael’s words.

Members of the Charles family were always so annoying.

"Since you’re so eager to embarrass yourself, prepare yourself mentally! Don’t hide and cry afterward!"

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Half an hour later, on the Royal Knight Academy’s duel stage.

Kael and Campbell faced each other.

At almost the same instant, both readied themselves for battle.

Campbell’s left foot forward in a regular stance, Kael’s right foot forward in a counter stance.

Seeing that a fight between the two was imminent, the surrounding people retreated in an uproar, keeping their distance from the stage and providing ample space for them.

They were there to watch the excitement, certainly not to get involved in trouble without enjoying the show.

However, Earl Campbell had no intention of going easy on the younger, not giving the youth a chance like some would. Without a word, he switched from a regular to a counter stance, closing the distance between himself and Kael.

In Kael’s cautious gaze, Campbell suddenly moved forward with his left foot and lifted his right leg for a high side kick, the heavy blow coming down like a cannonball.

Kael narrowed his eyes, his Dynamic Vision was quite impressive. His supple body instantly leaned back to dodge and he immediately stepped forward, kicking his right leg up against Earl Campbell’s chest.

Had it been an ordinary person, such a kick could have caved in the chest, shattering bones.

But the strength of Earl Campbell was such that the kick only made him retreat two steps, with Kael using the recoil to land back on the ground and switch to a regular stance.

His reaction was quick, but Earl Campbell’s was quicker. Just having been pushed back two steps, he immediately stepped forward with his left foot, closing in, and raised his right leg to kick out once more.

Kael dodged to the right, then taking advantage of Campbell’s offensive gap, he quickly swept with his left leg, switching movements and kicking again with his right leg against Campbell. Your next read is at NovelBin.Côm

After kicking Campbell back, he promptly followed, touching the ground with the tip of his foot and spinning around, using the momentum to deliver an aerial kick to Campbell’s head.

However, after taking the kick, Campbell appeared unfazed and, even after several strikes, guessed Kael’s attack pattern. When Kael aimed for his throat, Campbell clamped down with his jaw, trapping Kael’s thrown punch with his chin and smashed his right fist into Kael’s chest, instantly following it up with a left side kick.

Such heavy blows forced Kael to stagger back in pain, but the corners of his mouth curved upwards involuntarily.

He was actually smiling!

The people below watched the performance of the two above in a mixture of absurdity and amazement. It seemed as though they had exchanged blows for a long time, yet in reality, it had only been the span of two breaths.

Kael narrowed his eyes.

Earl Campbell was much stronger than he had imagined. This razor-edged battle reminded him of the time when he first entered the professional league.

The fast and explosive striking of a nimble fighter, against the weighty and powerful attacks of a heavy fighter, clashed together in an instant.