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Chapter 13: Chapter 13 “Premeditated Provocation” and “Deathmatch Duel” (Seeking Chase Reading)

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The Golden Lion Coliseum had special rooms dedicated for nobles to rest.

Milton Cheney and William had been living in the coliseum for the past few days.

During daytime, Milton participated in three friendly duels as per usual.

He didn’t refrain from participating more out of unwillingness, rather there was a rigid rule that one could only participate in three matches per day.

Milton’s practical fighting skills were noticeably improving at a rapid pace.

Even William couldn’t help but admire his talent.

Lionheart, a nickname for Milton, had now become well-known in the Golden Lion Coliseum.

After all, Milton had participated in 16 friendly duels and had yet to lose one.

After shedding his armor in the changing room, Milton put on his coat again.

Stepping out of the dressing room, he walked down the circular corridor.

Having just finished participating in a friendly duel, Milton was prepared to get something to eat.

The next moment, a man approached and bumped straight into Milton, seeming oblivious to his presence.

Milton furrowed his brows and instinctively tried to dodge, but he was still hit squarely.

The collision of the two shoulders produced a dull and significant thud.

“Intentional.”

That was Milton’s immediate thought.

He looked up to see a man whose face held a somewhat gloomy expression.

“I recognize you; the famous ‘Lionheart’ who’s making a name for himself lately.

What bullshit ‘Friendly Duels’, only kids would enjoy such games, especially pretty boys like you!”

The man’s malice was blatantly displayed.

His tone and gaze conveyed undisguised contempt.

was off, was perplexed as he wasn’t someone who

type to get provoked out

such a thing had never happened

was obviously

and his objective was

his recent winning streak

the bullshit. Let’s see if you have the guts to step onto the Arena of Life

assumed Milton was scared into silence, and his tone

these words, Milton’s heart turned

in his heart, but

his heart, this man standing before him was as good as dead, regardless of who

purpose was to provoke him into

bust your

Milton’s voice sounded calmly.

him; the typical idiotic

this man wanted him to participate in the Deathmatch Duel, Milton

was behind this was ready to bear the

subscribed to the idea of waiting ten

revenge

not continue to provoke Milton. Instead, he looked at Milton somewhat

are as tough

by signing up for the Deathmatch Duel right away.

it, William’s expression didn’t change a bit. He just nodded lightly, agreeing with Milton’s decision to participate

William, Milton could clearly sense the

turned cold and grim in an

sure if it was an illusion, but he thought he could even smell

what William looked like at this moment, he thought

dogs don’t bark, and wolves are

rip the flesh off your bones without making a sound,

forget William’s

ahead, I’ll be watching from

the only outcome of this deathmatch duel will be his death, no other outcome.

speak softly, his words accompanied by

the deathmatch duel was more complicated than registering for a friendly duel. Not only

his name, Milton silently returned to

donning armor, he removed his outer robe and put on the unique outfit reserved

his upper body entirely bare,

deathmatch duels, the only thing Milton could rely

and memories of hand-to-hand combat began to surface in

combat than

a burning fire in his heart that he just

in strength and the suppression of his own power in battle had caused some pressure to build up within

were not released in time, they could even have an impact

person suddenly gains power, their first thought is often to destroy, to