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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

didn’t think of himself as the type to get provoked out of the

had never happened since

was

his objective was presumably to

recent winning streak

Let’s see if you have the guts to step onto the Arena of Life

was scared into silence, and his

words, Milton’s heart

killing intent rose unknowingly in his heart,

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

was to

going to bust your

Milton’s voice sounded calmly.

him; the typical idiotic question in such

participate in the Deathmatch

whoever was behind this was ready to bear

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

take revenge at all costs, morning

to provoke Milton. Instead, he looked

tough as your mouth in

Deathmatch Duel right away.

change a bit. He just nodded lightly, agreeing with Milton’s

to William, Milton could clearly sense the change in his

and grim in an

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

William looked like at this moment, he thought he looked like a lone wolf, a lone wolf covered

bark, and wolves are no

off your bones without making a

didn’t forget William’s nickname, [Greedy

Master, go ahead, I’ll be

assured, the only outcome of this deathmatch duel will be his death, no other outcome. As for the man behind him,

began to speak softly, his words

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

signing his name, Milton silently

he removed his outer robe and put on the unique outfit

upper body entirely

duels, the only thing Milton

and memories of hand-to-hand combat began to surface in his

than he was in

out a soft sigh, but there was a burning fire in his heart that he just

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

released in time, they could even

a person suddenly gains power, their first thought is