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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.

he wasn’t someone who made a habit of offending people in

of himself as the type to get provoked

such a thing had never happened

was obviously

objective was presumably to

recent winning streak might

if you have the guts to step onto the Arena

gloomy-faced man assumed Milton was scared into silence,

words, Milton’s heart turned

unknowingly in his heart, but his

standing before him was as good as dead, regardless of

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

bust your mouth, then

Milton’s voice sounded calmly.

who had sent him; the typical

wanted him to participate in

behind this was ready to bear the

a patient man who subscribed to the idea of waiting ten years

simple; take revenge at all costs,

did not continue to provoke Milton.

fists are as tough

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

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

to William, Milton could clearly sense the change

turned cold and grim in

sure if it was an illusion, but he thought he

William looked like at this moment, he

don’t bark, and

off your bones without making a sound, then

forget William’s nickname, [Greedy Wolf

Master, go ahead, I’ll be

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

speak softly, his words accompanied

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

name, Milton silently returned to the

outer robe and put on

left his upper body entirely bare, with

deathmatch duels, the only thing Milton could

and memories of hand-to-hand combat began to

unarmed combat than

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

the sudden surge in strength and the suppression of his own power in battle

they could even have an impact on Milton’s

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