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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 a habit of offending people

as the type to get

such a thing had never happened since

was obviously

his objective was

winning streak

bullshit. Let’s see if you have the guts to step onto the Arena of Life and

gloomy-faced man assumed Milton was scared into silence, and his tone became more

words, Milton’s heart

rose unknowingly in his

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

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

your mouth, then

Milton’s voice sounded calmly.

him; the

participate in

whoever was behind this was ready

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

revenge at all costs,

man did not continue to

your fists are as tough as your mouth

impulsively by signing up for the Deathmatch

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

close to William, Milton could clearly sense the change in his

cold and

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

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

don’t bark, and wolves are

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

forget William’s nickname, [Greedy

I’ll be watching from

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

softly, his words accompanied by a lick of

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

name, Milton silently returned to

armor, he removed his outer robe and put on

outfit left his upper body entirely

were not allowed in deathmatch duels, the only thing Milton

hand-to-hand combat began

combat than he was in

soft sigh, but there was a burning fire in his

the suppression of his own power in battle

they could even have an impact on

their first thought is often to destroy, to commit