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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.

off, was perplexed as he wasn’t someone who

think of himself as the type to get provoked

all, such a thing had never happened since he started

was

was premeditated, and his objective was

wondered if his recent winning streak might

see if you have the guts to step onto the Arena

man assumed Milton was scared into

words, Milton’s heart

killing intent rose unknowingly in

him was as good as dead, regardless of

was to provoke

going to bust your mouth, then kill

Milton’s voice sounded calmly.

didn’t bother asking who had sent him; the typical

participate in the Deathmatch Duel, Milton would grant

wondered if whoever was behind

ten years to avenge. In fact,

principle was simple; take revenge at all costs, morning and

not continue to provoke Milton. Instead, he looked at

your fists are as tough as your mouth in the

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

a bit. He just

could clearly sense the change in his

and grim in

was an illusion, but he thought he could even smell

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

and wolves

flesh off your bones without making a sound, then

forget William’s

ahead, I’ll be watching from the

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

his words accompanied by a

Not only was the process more complicated, but one

signing his name, Milton silently returned

robe and put on the unique

outfit left his upper body entirely bare,

the only thing

closed his eyes, and memories of hand-to-hand combat began to

in unarmed combat than he was in archery, reaching an

but there was a burning fire

of his own power in

feelings were not released in time, they could even have an impact on Milton’s

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