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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.

who sensed something was off, was perplexed as he wasn’t someone who made a habit of offending people in the

type to get provoked out

all, such a thing had never happened since he started visiting the

was obviously targeting

premeditated, and his objective was presumably

wondered if his recent winning streak might have

if you have the guts to

Milton was scared into

words, Milton’s heart

rose unknowingly in

before him was as good as dead, regardless of

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

going to bust your mouth, then

Milton’s voice sounded calmly.

sent him; the typical idiotic question in such

whoever was backing this man wanted him to participate in the Deathmatch

wondered if whoever was behind

was not a patient man who subscribed to the idea of waiting ten years to

take revenge at all

the man did not continue to provoke Milton. Instead, he

hope your fists are as tough as your mouth in the

impulsively by signing up for the Deathmatch Duel right away. Instead, he first reported the

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

to William, Milton could clearly sense

and grim in an

Cheney wasn’t sure if it was an illusion, but he thought he could even smell blood in

had to describe what William looked like at this moment, he thought he looked like

bark, and wolves

wolf can rip the flesh off your bones without making a sound, then crush your bones to

didn’t forget William’s

ahead, I’ll be

deathmatch duel will be his death,

words accompanied by a lick of his

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

his name, Milton silently returned

armor, he removed his outer robe and put

upper body entirely

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

and memories of hand-to-hand combat began

combat than

but there was a burning

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

time, they could even have an impact

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