Urban Seduction: Housewives Club

As Meyer was preparing to step down from the stage, a voice stopped her, "Miss Meyer, please wait."

Meyer frowned slightly and looked up. To her surprise, it was Leotis, the deputy leader of the Danish Royal Knights, who had called her.

Because of Meyer's good friend—the other shining star of the European knights—she and Leotis, while not quite "friends," were at least familiar acquaintances.

"What's the matter, Leotis?"

The handsome Leotis strode up to the stage, his eyes undisguised with fervor. "Miss Meyer, I didn't expect that after a year, your strength would have improved so much. Watching you has made my hands itch! How about we have a match?"

Meyer knew Leotis wasn't just saying this to get close to her. His eyes were filled with a fervent fighting spirit. With opponents hard to find, Meyer was also eager for a match with someone equally strong. Naturally, she nodded without hesitation.

Leotis, is a genius who advanced to a golden knight at seventeen. In some ways, his knightly aptitude surpassed Meyer's. After all, Meyer's family's original battle aura technique was geared towards rapid advancement, progressing far quicker than the orthodox aura Leotis cultivated.

Meyer was known in the knight world as "the golden knight closest to a paladin," while Leotis was prophesied to "advance to a paladin before the age of thirty-five." The difference was evident.

Of course, this wasn't because the knight world looked down on Meyer; they were just well aware of the drawbacks of the Broumell family's battle aura. No one held out hope for Meyer's advancement to the paladin. However, with Eric, a super variable, around, who would advance first between Meyer and Leotis was now an unknown.
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As a fellow young golden knight, Meyer had always hoped to fight Leotis.

Unfortunately, when Meyer finally became a high-level golden knight and began participating in knight tournaments, Leotis had already been appointed deputy leader of the Danish Royal Knights and no longer participated in tournaments.

Though Meyer had met Leotis several times through her friend, she had never had the chance to challenge him. Today, with Leotis himself stepping forward, Meyer naturally seized the opportunity to fulfill her long-cherished wish.

Two high-level golden knights, two equally talented individuals. This battle held unprecedented appeal for all the onlookers.

After a brief exchange of courtesies, they both made their moves.

Dazzling golden battle auras enveloped the two, turning them into golden meteors that clashed and collided on the stage.

Facing a rival of equal strength, Meyer found this match far from easy, unlike the previous two.

Leotis was no one to be compared with Carrefour or the young knight. Not only was his strength on par with Meyer's, but his popularity was also considerable. He had once been a prominent figure leading a generation, with a substantial following.

Though not as many as Meyer's, there were still clear cheers for him.

Meyer wasn't having an easy time, and neither was Leotis.

He had never fought Meyer but had observed her in several battles. Although he had always rated her highly, he had believed himself to be slightly superior.

However, after watching her last two matches, he wasn't so sure. The strength Meyer had displayed had stirred the dormant fighting spirit within him, prompting him to challenge her.

From the moment they clashed, his suspicion was confirmed—Meyer's strength was indeed not inferior to his own!

Leotis focused entirely, meeting and countering each of Meyer's storm-like attacks.

The two went back and forth, their strengths perfectly matched.

This battle was an eye-opener for the surrounding spectators, especially the young knights. They all felt the trip was worthwhile.

Even though these young knights knew that Leotis and Meyer were the most formidable warriors aside from the paladins, even though they had already experienced Meyer's powerful combat skills, and even though they knew there was a vast gap between themselves and the high-level golden knights, they had never imagined that the gap was so immense.

Even the young knight, who had been knocked down without completing a single move, hadn't expected that the strength of these two equally titled "genius" high-level golden knights would be so formidable.

Hiding in the distance, he held the business card in his pocket with one hand and a pair of binoculars with the other, watching and sighing.

However, this setback didn't seem to discourage him. He had confidence in himself as a "genius" too.

Given time, he believed he could grow to this level. Even if he couldn't beat Leotis, he wouldn't be much weaker. For some unknown reason, he seemed to have already set Leotis as his imaginary rival.

To the spectators below, the two masters fighting fiercely on stage had turned into two dazzling golden light trails.

Amid the flashing and illusions, it was impossible to distinguish which light trail belonged to Meyer and which belonged to Leotis. Most of the audience couldn't even tell when or how they were exchanging blows.

"Who do you think has the upper hand?" a skinny knight asked.

"What right do I have to comment on their skills?" replied the chubby knight beside him, embarrassed. "I can't even withstand one move from either of them!"

"Comparing yourself to these geniuses is just asking for trouble," the skinny knight patted his companion's shoulder and laughed. "You don't need to be so downcast. Just think about the gap between you and those silver knights, and you'll feel much better..."

Hearing this, the chubby knight showed a look of realization and agreed, "You're right! I'm just an ordinary person, why should I compete with those superhumans..."

"Shut up..." the skinny knight quickly covered his companion's mouth, glancing around nervously before growling in a low voice, "Are you crazy? Everyone here is either a fan of Miss Meyer or of Leotis. You'll end up getting beaten up! Remember, the power of the crowd is great..."

The chubby knight, suffocated, rolled his eyes and nodded repeatedly.

Seeing his companion had learned a lesson, the skinny knight released his grip, looked around, and breathed a sigh of relief. "Fortunately, everyone's attention is on the stage now. Otherwise, I'd have to pretend not to know you..."

The chubby knight gave an embarrassed smile and immediately changed the subject, "Who do you think will win?"

Without hesitation, the skinny knight answered, "I think Miss Meyer has a better chance!"

"Why?"

"Although Miss Meyer is a woman, her combat skills are strong and aggressive. Leotis, despite his Nordic tough guy appearance, has intricate and continuous techniques, excelling in defense. In terms of offense, he's far inferior to Miss Meyer's family battle aura..."

"So, you think Miss Meyer is guaranteed to win?"

The skinny knight shook his head, "In terms of sheer strength, Miss Meyer and Leotis are evenly matched. Even though she has the momentum now, defeating Leotis won't be easy..."

"Then why are you so optimistic about Miss Meyer?" the chubby knight asked in confusion, "I remember you aren't even a fan of hers."

"What do you know?" the skinny knight smirked. "As far as I know, Miss Meyer has a secret move, a 'finishing blow' that she has never revealed in public. Its power is said to be unmatched..."

"A finishing blow?" the chubby knight looked skeptical. "If Miss Meyer has never shown it, how do you know about it?"

"Hehe, that's my secret..."

Seeing the smug look on the skinny knight's face, the chubby knight looked as if he had an epiphany and asked, "Do you have an undisclosed relationship with Miss Meyer?"

The skinny knight's expression changed drastically, and he covered the chubby knight's mouth again, growling, "Do you want me to get beaten to death?"

The chubby knight, suffocating and turning red, struggled and shook his head.

Feeling he might become a murderer if he didn't let go, the skinny knight reluctantly released his grip and whispered, "A few months ago, I befriended a low-level golden knight from the Broumell family. After getting drunk, my new friend mentioned that Miss Meyer had created a finishing move..."

"A finishing move?" the chubby knight's eyes lit up. "It must be powerful, right?"

"Of course, it's powerful! It's said that even high-level golden knights from the Broumell family were completely defeated by that move..." the skinny knight paused and added, "As for the move's full power, it's hard to say because Miss Meyer has never fully demonstrated it. Only Miss Meyer knows its true limit! But no matter how powerful it is, defeating Leotis should be easy. Let's just wait and enjoy the show."

"Right, right!" the chubby knight agreed, then said with a troubled expression, "Enjoy the show? I can't see anything at all right now."

The skinny knight growled, "That's because you never practice! If your vision is poor, who can you blame?"