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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 off, was perplexed as he wasn’t someone who made a habit of offending people in

himself as the type to get provoked out of

such a thing had never happened since he

was

and his objective was presumably

wondered if his recent winning streak might have

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

into

these words, Milton’s heart

killing intent rose unknowingly in his heart,

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

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

going to bust your mouth, then

Milton’s voice sounded calmly.

who had sent him;

him to participate in the Deathmatch Duel, Milton would grant them

if whoever was behind

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

simple; take revenge at all

the man did not continue to provoke Milton. Instead, he looked at Milton somewhat

hope your fists are as tough as your

Deathmatch Duel right away. Instead,

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

close to William, Milton could clearly sense the change

cold and grim in an

sure if it was an illusion, but he thought

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

don’t bark, and wolves

the flesh off your bones without making a

forget William’s

ahead, I’ll be watching from

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

to speak softly, his words accompanied

duel. Not only

silently returned to the changing

and put on the unique outfit

body

the only thing Milton could rely on

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

was even more proficient in unarmed combat than he was in archery, reaching

out a soft sigh, but there was a burning fire in his heart that he just couldn’t

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

they could even have an impact on Milton’s mental

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