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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

as the type to

never happened since he started visiting the

man was obviously targeting

was premeditated, and his objective was presumably to

wondered if his recent winning streak might have

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

was scared into silence, and his tone became

words, Milton’s

in his heart, but his expression

heart, this man standing before him was as good as dead, regardless of

that this man’s purpose was to provoke

going to bust your mouth, then

Milton’s voice sounded calmly.

sent him; the typical idiotic question

man wanted him to participate in the Deathmatch Duel, Milton

was behind this was ready

who subscribed to the idea of waiting ten years to avenge. In

simple; take revenge at all costs,

man did not continue to provoke Milton. Instead, he

hope your fists are as tough as your mouth in

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

hearing about it, William’s expression didn’t change a bit. He just nodded lightly, agreeing with

to William, Milton could clearly

and grim

illusion, but he thought he could even smell blood in the

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

don’t bark, and wolves are

flesh off your bones without making a sound, then crush

didn’t forget William’s nickname, [Greedy

go ahead, I’ll be watching from

of this deathmatch duel will be his death, no other outcome. As for the

began to speak softly, his words accompanied by a

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

his name, Milton silently returned

and put on the unique

upper body entirely bare, with

duels, the only thing

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

combat than he was in archery,

a burning fire in his

surge in strength and the suppression of his own power in battle had caused some pressure to build up within

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

power, their first thought is often to destroy, to