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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.

something was off, was perplexed as he wasn’t someone who

himself as the type to get provoked out of the

never happened since he started

man was obviously targeting

and his objective was presumably to

wondered if his recent winning streak might

the guts to step onto the Arena of Life and

into silence, and his tone

words, Milton’s heart

unknowingly in his heart, but his expression remained

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

sure that this man’s purpose was to provoke him into

going to bust your mouth, then

Milton’s voice sounded calmly.

bother asking who had sent him; the typical

participate in the Deathmatch Duel, Milton would

only wondered if whoever was behind this was ready

idea of waiting ten years to avenge. In fact,

was simple; take revenge at all costs,

continue to

tough as

impulsively by signing up for the Deathmatch Duel right away.

a bit. He just nodded lightly, agreeing with Milton’s decision to participate

could clearly sense the change

atmosphere turned cold and grim

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

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

dogs don’t bark, and wolves are

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

didn’t forget William’s

I’ll

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

words accompanied by a

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

silently returned to the

outer robe and put on the unique outfit reserved for

outfit left his upper body

were not allowed in deathmatch duels, the only thing Milton could rely on

memories of hand-to-hand combat began to

combat than

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

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

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

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