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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.

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

himself as the type to get provoked out

thing had never happened since he started visiting

man was

his objective was

wondered if his recent winning streak might have upset

have the guts to step onto the

into

words, Milton’s heart

icy killing intent rose unknowingly in

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

purpose was to provoke him into participating

bust your mouth, then kill

Milton’s voice sounded calmly.

bother asking who had sent him; the

him to participate in the Deathmatch

was behind this was ready to bear

ten years to avenge. In

was simple; take revenge at all

achieving his goal, the man did not continue to provoke Milton.

your fists are as tough

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

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

Milton could

cold and grim

was an illusion, but he

at this moment, he thought he

don’t bark, and

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

William’s nickname, [Greedy

Master, go ahead, I’ll

deathmatch duel will be his

began to speak softly, his words accompanied by a

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

his name, Milton silently returned to the

donning armor, he removed his outer robe and

upper body entirely bare, with

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

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

proficient in unarmed combat than he was in

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

in strength and the suppression of his own power

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

a person suddenly gains power, their first thought