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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.

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

didn’t think of himself as the type to get

never happened since he started visiting the

was

and his objective was

winning streak

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

was scared into silence, and

words, Milton’s heart turned

intent rose unknowingly in his heart, but his expression

standing before him was as good as dead, regardless of

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

your mouth,

Milton’s voice sounded calmly.

him; the

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

wondered if whoever was behind this was ready to bear

idea of waiting ten years to avenge. In fact, he wasn’t much of a

take revenge at

the man did not continue to provoke Milton.

hope your fists are as tough as your mouth

for the Deathmatch Duel right away. Instead, he first reported

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

could clearly sense the change in

and

but he thought he

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

and wolves

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

forget William’s nickname,

I’ll be watching

the only outcome of this deathmatch duel will be his

began to speak softly, his words accompanied by a lick

friendly duel. Not only was the process more complicated, but one had to sign their name on

Milton silently

his outer robe and

upper body entirely bare, with no

duels, the only

hand-to-hand combat began

unarmed combat than he

a burning fire in his heart that he just

own power in battle had caused some pressure to build up

in time, they could even have an impact on

suddenly gains power, their first thought is often to