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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.

wasn’t someone who made

didn’t think of himself as the type to

all, such a thing had never happened since he started visiting

was obviously

his objective was presumably

winning streak might

if you have the guts to step onto the Arena of

man assumed Milton was scared into silence, and his tone

these words, Milton’s heart

icy killing intent rose unknowingly in his heart, but his

was as good as dead, regardless of who was backing

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

bust your mouth, then

Milton’s voice sounded calmly.

asking who had sent him; the typical idiotic question in such

to participate in the

wondered if whoever was behind this

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

was simple; take revenge at all costs, morning and

did not continue to provoke Milton.

your fists are as tough

signing up for the Deathmatch Duel right away. Instead, he

William’s expression didn’t change a bit. He just nodded

William, Milton could

cold and

if it was an illusion, but he thought he could even

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

dogs don’t bark, and wolves are

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

William’s nickname, [Greedy Wolf

go ahead, I’ll be watching from the

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

softly, his words accompanied by a lick of

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

name, Milton silently returned to the changing

removed his outer robe and

body

in deathmatch duels, the only

and memories of hand-to-hand combat began to surface

in unarmed combat than

soft sigh, but there was a burning

his own power in battle had

in time, they could even have an

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