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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

himself as the type to

had never happened since he started visiting the

was obviously

and his objective was

winning streak might have

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

man assumed Milton was scared into

words, Milton’s heart turned

intent rose unknowingly in his heart, but his expression

standing before him was as good as dead, regardless of who was

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

to bust your mouth,

Milton’s voice sounded calmly.

who had sent him; the typical idiotic

man wanted him to participate in the Deathmatch Duel, Milton

whoever was behind this was ready to bear the

a patient man who subscribed to the idea of waiting ten years to avenge. In fact, he wasn’t much of a

revenge at all

man did not continue to provoke Milton.

as tough

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

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

could clearly

cold and grim

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

he thought he looked

and

rip the flesh off your bones without making a sound,

forget William’s nickname, [Greedy

Master, go ahead, I’ll

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

softly, his words accompanied by a lick

duel. Not only

silently returned to

robe and

body entirely

the only thing Milton could rely on were

hand-to-hand combat began to

even more proficient in unarmed combat than he was in

a soft sigh, but there was a burning fire in his

own power in battle had caused some pressure to build up within

not released in time, they could even have

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