Chapter 2708: Recruitment

Brief exchanges, all deadly moves! Julius Reed realized that the young man before him was the instigator and very difficult to deal with.

Hence, he wasn’t in a hurry.

A master almost at the peak of Seven Gem Slope wouldn’t be easy to kill.

Just right.

Seven Gem Slope mentioned many were pondering over the crown, ready to awaken and vie for that item.

Now, he could precisely use this opportunity to first understand the people of that world.

See how the martial artists from that era truly measure up.

Preparations for future battles were essential.

Trouble was increasing.

But if he wanted the crown to sit steady, there was no other way.

Only with great strength, facing challenges head-on, can one be worthy to be king.

Being king was never easy at any time.

"My flying dagger is poisoned! Just a touch and one will die."

The youth withdrew his flying dagger, licking the blade: "Only when I touch it, there will be no harm."

Speaking thus, all the flying daggers surrounding Julius Reed’s throat were unleashed!

Crack!

Julius Reed extended a single hand!

A powerful aura burst forth!

The surrounding flying daggers were collided into, altering direction, and embedded in the walls.

"Impressive, you haven’t disappointed me. In this world, I really didn’t expect there’d be masters like you."

The youth extended his hand, laughing and speaking: "Hand it over, work for me."

He came to this world alone.

The crown, without doubt, had to be taken.

But getting the crown, while meaning seizing the initiative, also meant becoming a target for everyone!

He was different from others.

The youth always believed one shouldn’t fear anything to become king!

No need to hide in the shadows.

To become king, one must use their sword to eliminate those coveting their throne!

In this aspect, the youth’s thoughts closely aligned with Julius Reed.

"I need allies now, especially powerful ones like you." The youth pointed at Julius Reed, clapping: "Only if you hand over the crown and work with me, then I promise you, future riches and glory will be yours."

"You want power, I give it to you! Power under none but one! Of course, you must live, live to face my enemies!"

"Only if you can survive until the end will I make you second to none!"

He was truly too surprised.

A youth, of this era, can surprisingly exchange several rounds with him without falling behind!

If not for those techniques and means being entirely modern, the youth might suspect Julius Reed is also from the Ancient Era!

Of course, through several brief exchanges, he knew the opponent wasn’t.

This made it even more precious.

That era’s people, slumbering for hundreds of thousands of years, all for the crown!

Everyone was an elite, a master!

All bound to succeed!

No one from such a group would willingly serve him earnestly.

All had their own agendas.

The only thing to gather was talent like the one before him.

In the beginning, he considered, but upon coming to this world, he found the martial artists here were simply useless!

None capable of fighting.

If needed, the direct threat was enough for such people.

No need to ponder anything.

Only masters like the one in front were worth recruiting.

"Sorry, my crown, I can’t take it off."

Julius Reed pointed to his head: "If you have the skill, take it along with my head. If not, I’ll take your life."

"What did you say?" The youth squinted, his tone icy: "You are the first to reject my recruitment! Do you know the consequences of refusing me?"

He felt recruiting the other was lowering his dignity.

Yet, the opponent didn’t accept!

Hence, only death awaited!

"I, the North Palace King, have never been refused!"

The youth extended his hand, slowly curving it into a fist: "You’re truly playing with fire."

"North Palace King?"

Julius Reed chuckled lightly: "So formidable?"

"You don’t know, I won’t blame you." The youth licked his lips, harboring murderous intent.

"I will kill you, but before your death, I’ll let you know whose hand you’re dying by."

The North Palace King clenched his fist, shouting angrily: "Dying by my hand, you can rest in peace!"

"I, the North Palace King, once swept through the Nine Provinces! Who said youth can’t be king? I killed that senile decrepit fool! I carried his head and stood before the Nine Provinces throne!"

"Do you know how terrified the officials were seeing me back then? I can tell you, they were too scared to breathe!"

"I walked directly inside, and no one dared block me! I just threw the Nine Provinces King’s old head to the ground and kicked it into the hall!"

"I achieved fame young, yet faced suppression!"

The North Palace King grew more agitated as he spoke.

"That senile Nine Provinces King said my natural phenomenon unfit for succession."

"I killed him! It was just that simple!"

"Do you know, back then many proclaimed kings and overlords, they forsook their futures, chose to slumber, all for this crown!"

"They awoke early, yet none willing to be the first to vie for it! For everyone knew, whoever takes it first becomes the target of all! And the consequences?"

"Attacked by all! But only I, the North Palace King, dared to take this thing!"

"Dying by my hand, you can rest in peace."

Saying this, the North Palace King took a step forward!

Boom!

The ground began to tremble.

Between him and Julius Reed, unexpectedly, paths of golden light appeared!

This golden light spread from the North Palace King’s feet all the way to Julius Reed’s front like a carpet.

"A king’s path to killing must be clean."

The North Palace King extended his hand, True Qi in the palm directly forming into a sword blade: "There’s got to be a sense of ceremony. Killing you isn’t the goal, merely a process."

With those words, he stepped on the golden light, walking towards Julius Reed.

With each step, the sword blade in his hand flickered with a cold glint.

Ten meters!

Eight meters!

Five meters!

Three meters!

When the distance closed to one meter, the North Palace King struck with a grab!

Julius Reed seemed fixed in place!

"You should die for insulting the great North Palace King!"

The North Palace King raised his sword, roaring: "Those who insult the king, die!"

Upon finishing his declaration, the longsword slashed down!

Yet at the instant his sword struck.

Crack!

A crisp sound rang out.

Around Julius Reed, cracks appeared.

The air fragmented like a spider’s web.

Following that, Julius Reed turned his head slightly.

Bang!

All the spiritual power shattered!

"I wear the crown, I am the king."

Julius Reed raised the Nine Provinces Power King Sword, smiling calmly: "Your words were good, but you’ve confused our statuses."

With that said, he slammed down fiercely!

Bang!

The two swords collided.

The North Palace King flew back tens of meters!