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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 perplexed as he wasn’t someone who made

himself as the type to get provoked out of the

had never happened

man was obviously targeting

his objective was presumably to provoke

if his recent winning streak might have upset someone’s

the guts to

into silence, and his tone became more

words, Milton’s heart

icy killing intent rose unknowingly in his

before him was

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

going to bust your mouth, then kill

Milton’s voice sounded calmly.

had sent him; the typical idiotic question in such

this man wanted him to participate

was behind

was not a patient man who subscribed to the idea of waiting ten years to avenge. In fact, he wasn’t much of a gentleman

was simple; take revenge

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

as tough as your mouth in the

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

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

Milton could clearly sense the change in his

and grim in

but he thought he could even smell blood in the

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

dogs don’t bark, and wolves are no

can rip the flesh off your bones without making a

William’s nickname, [Greedy Wolf

Master, go ahead, I’ll be watching from

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

to speak softly, his words

only was the process more complicated, but one had to sign

name, Milton silently

outer robe and put on the unique outfit reserved for

outfit left his upper body entirely bare, with no protection

weapons were not allowed in deathmatch duels, the only thing

memories of hand-to-hand combat

in unarmed combat than he was in

there was a burning fire in his heart that he just

in strength and the suppression of his own power

released in time, they could even have an

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