Urban Seduction: Housewives Club

The middle-aged man, the proud young man, and the chubby man were all extremely skilled with their respective weapons.

Under their blades, swords, and axes, it seemed they could conjure any move at any time, attacking from any angle, fierce, vicious, and unpredictable!

The combat style, so different from Chinese martial arts, made Eric quite impressed. If the main person hadn't appeared, he really wanted to play a little longer.

The main course was already served, was it necessary to pick at the side dishes?

Eric moved like a fish in water, subtly taking three steps to evade the range of the blades and then instantly unleashing thirty "Qi Shields."

The middle-aged man, with the highest skill among the three, suddenly felt a violent fluctuation in the air. His eyes widened, and he exclaimed, "Be careful, this is the Void Splitting Palm..."

Before he could finish his words, the blade qi, sword lights, and axe aura they emitted clashed with Eric's Qi Shield, mistaken for the "Void Splitting Palm."

There was a sudden burst of countless loud noises in the air. The chubby man, who was rushing towards Eric, was thrown back three zhangs, landing heavily. The middle-aged man also staggered back, pushed back three meters!

Only the proud young man, who attacked with a stepping thrust, escaped the crisis of the Qi Shield pressing down on him and was not affected by the shockwave.

Eric had been on the defensive, purely using his agility to respond. This naturally gave the middle-aged man and the others the wrong impression, thinking that Eric only had the upper hand in speed.

However, now that Eric had made his first move with such great momentum, it naturally shocked them.

The middle-aged man's face changed drastically, and he shouted hoarsely, "You, who can wield such power with the Void Splitting Palm, must be a prominent figure in the Chinese martial arts world! I just don't know where our Broumell family offended you, prompting you to come knocking at our door? Is there a misunderstanding between us?"

Standing there, Eric did not pursue, and calmly said, "Do you still remember the Chinese person who was injured by you two months ago? I'm here to help him seek revenge!"

"Two months ago?" The middle-aged man seemed unaware of this incident and turned to look at the proud young man.

The proud young man thought for a moment and nodded, indicating that he knew. "That day, I happened to be guarding the castle and knew a little! It's said that a little thief sneaked into the castle and was discovered by the Lord. That little thief was quite slippery. After being hit by the Lord's Qi Wave, he still managed to escape..."

The proud young man's expression and tone were full of contempt for Eric, who claimed to avenge a "little thief."

"Little thief?"

Eric glanced at him indifferently and said disdainfully, "Just a 'little thief,' yet it took your Broumell family's female head to take action personally? Are all of you in your family idle?"

This remark seemed to hit a sore spot for the proud young man. His once handsome face now twisted and deformed.

Seemingly irritated and ashamed, he roared, and his rapier shot out, transforming into hundreds of sword shadows that fiercely enveloped Eric.

Realizing that there was no misunderstanding and that the target of the opponent's vengeance was their own Lord, the middle-aged man didn't say much. He and the chubby man simultaneously shouted and attacked.

Eric smiled faintly, waving his hands lightly, and a suffocatingly violent force surged up, as if the raging sea and surging waves, as if the entire world was encompassed in this force in an instant!

This was the scene when eighty-eight Qi Shields were smashed out simultaneously!

At this moment, Eric seemed to have fallen in love with the feeling of smashing people with Qi Shields. It was truly majestic...

With a bang, the middle-aged man, who tried to save the situation, was the first to be thrown back with a mouthful of blood, flipping over in the air. Shortly after, the chubby man, who intended to face the force head-on, was also shaken by the axe and flew backward, rolling several times in the air.

And the proud young man, hoping to evade the invisible force, was inevitably smashed to the ground. Although he was not yet unconscious, he was in a very sorry state.

The instant defeat of the three golden knights caused exclamations from the other knights who were watching.

However, they did not join forces to attack. It's unclear whether they were emphasizing "knightly spirit" or secretly received someone's orders.

Under the protection of the golden fighting aura, although the proud young man was in a sorry state, he was not seriously injured. After getting up, he rushed to the side of the middle-aged man and the chubby man, anxiously checking their injuries for his two comrades.

Several minutes later, after some initial self-healing, the middle-aged man and the chubby man, who had just regained consciousness from dizziness, stood up. Just as they were about to continue their attack, a very pleasant yet somewhat familiar female voice sounded, "I've already shown mercy. Must you still be so ungrateful?"

With these words, five figures turned around the pillar and appeared in front of Eric.

The four guards held Turkish scimitars and surrounded a woman. They looked at Eric coldly, like four cheetahs ready to pounce on their prey at any moment.

Although these four were all experts no less than the middle-aged man, Eric paid them no mind. After just a casual glance, he focused his attention on the woman they were guarding.

Her soft and smooth golden hair emitted a gentle light under the reflection of the lamp.

Wearing a top-grade silk-made swordsman suit, it draped over her curvaceous body like light clouds.

Her deep blue eyes were flowing and vast like the sea, intoxicating anyone who looked at her...

Eric was quite surprised because he recognized this woman. She was the exotic woman who had "thrown dirty water" on him and claimed to have "had a child with him"...

However, it seemed not to be her! Because this woman completely looked like she had never seen him before, and her eyes were clear, not like she was acting. Most importantly, their temperament was completely different.

The woman he met last time was warm, lovely, and confused!

While the woman in front of him, who seemed to be carved from the same mold, was cold, noble, and dignified! Read the latest on empire

Just as Eric was carefully observing and comparing, including the middle-aged man, all the knights present knelt down on one knee and punched their chests, "Greetings, my lady!"

Indeed, this woman was the "main character" - Countess Kulisenu Broumell.

After commanding the knights to rise, the beautiful woman, who was familiar yet strange to Eric, spoke, "Sir, thank you for showing mercy! Although you came for revenge, you did not harm anyone in my Broumell family. We appreciate your mercy! To express our apologies, I am willing to treat your friend's injuries and compensate for some economic losses..."

"No need!"

Eric waved his hand to interrupt her and said, "We have already healed that kid's injuries..."

"What?" Countess Broumell was surprised.

She had seen Eric take action without causing any casualties, thinking that the other party was holding back and needed her to treat her friend's internal injuries. After all, she deeply understood the harm of her family's inherited combat aura, which could not be healed by ordinary means.

However, now she heard that her family's unique injury had been healed by an outsider, which was unexpected and shocking to her!

"I said, the person you injured has recovered, so you don't need to worry about it anymore! Now, let's talk about compensation..."

"Sir, please wait a moment!"

This time it was Countess Broumell who interrupted Eric's words. "You said, your friend is fine now?"

"Yes, is there a problem?" Countess Broumell's slightly nervous expression made Eric curious.

"Is he completely recovered without any sequelae?"

"Of course."

The knights who were eavesdropping all let out an incredulous murmur, which made Eric feel a little puzzled.

"Sir, can you tell me how you healed that kind of injury?" Perhaps it was rare for her to speak in such a "soft" tone, but Countess Broumell's expression was a bit rigid.

"You tell me first, why do you care so much about this?" Eric asked.

Countess Broumell was stunned for a moment and said, "Our Broumell family's combat aura has a very peculiar damage. Neither modern medicine nor the Holy Water of the Vatican has any immediate effects! Only core members of our family can completely heal it without any sequelae..."

Upon hearing this, Eric understood. Presumably, the special damaging nature of their combat aura was one of the foundations of the Broumell family's prominence. Anyone would be nervous and restless knowing that their unique skill had been deciphered by someone else!

Thinking of this, Eric couldn't help but smile and said, "Rest assured, this kind of injury can only be healed by those who have cultivated the 'Spring Wind and Rain Technique' in China. And in the current world, there is only one person who has mastered this unique skill..."