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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 perplexed as he wasn’t someone who made a habit of offending people in

the type to

such a thing had never happened since he started visiting

was obviously targeting

and his objective

wondered if his recent winning streak might have upset someone’s

if you have the guts to step onto the Arena of Life and

gloomy-faced man assumed Milton was scared into silence, and his tone

words, Milton’s

intent rose unknowingly in his heart, but his expression

was

was sure that this man’s purpose was to provoke him into participating in

your

Milton’s voice sounded calmly.

sent him; the typical idiotic question in such

backing this man wanted him to participate

whoever was behind this was ready to

patient man who subscribed to the idea of waiting ten years to avenge. In fact,

simple; take revenge

not continue to provoke Milton. Instead,

are as tough as your

course, didn’t act impulsively by signing up for the Deathmatch Duel right away. Instead,

He just nodded lightly,

close to William, Milton could clearly sense the change in his

cold and

was an illusion, but he thought he could even smell

at this moment, he thought he looked like a lone wolf,

don’t bark, and wolves are no

off your bones without

forget William’s nickname,

I’ll be

duel will be his death, no other outcome. As for the man behind him,

softly, his words accompanied by a lick of his

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

Milton silently returned to the

and put on the

upper body entirely

were not allowed in deathmatch duels, the only thing Milton could rely on were his

hand-to-hand combat began to

was even more proficient in unarmed combat than he

sigh, but there was a burning fire in his heart that he

the sudden surge in strength and the suppression of his own power in battle

released in time, they could even

when a person suddenly gains power, their first thought is often to destroy, to commit a crime, to