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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 made

the type to

a thing had never happened since he

man was obviously

premeditated, and his objective was presumably to provoke

recent winning streak might have upset

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

assumed Milton was scared into silence, and his tone became more

words, Milton’s heart

unknowingly in his

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

he was sure that this man’s purpose was

going to bust your

Milton’s voice sounded calmly.

sent him;

backing this man wanted him to participate in the Deathmatch Duel, Milton

was behind this was ready to

the idea of waiting ten years to

revenge at all costs, morning

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

fists are as tough as your mouth

act impulsively by signing up for the Deathmatch Duel right away. Instead, he first reported the

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

William, Milton could clearly sense the change

turned cold and grim

wasn’t sure if it was an illusion, but he thought he could even smell blood

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

and wolves are

flesh off your bones without making a sound,

William’s

ahead, I’ll be watching from the

deathmatch duel will be his death, no other

to speak softly, his words accompanied by a

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

his name, Milton silently

he removed his outer robe and put on the unique outfit reserved for deathmatch

left his upper body entirely bare, with

deathmatch duels, the

memories of hand-to-hand combat

combat than he was in

a burning fire in his heart that he just

of his own power

feelings were not released in time, they could even

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