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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.

he wasn’t someone who made a habit of offending people in the

think of himself as the type to get provoked

never happened since

man was

his objective was

winning streak

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

into silence, and

these words, Milton’s

unknowingly in his heart, but his expression

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

purpose was to provoke

to bust your

Milton’s voice sounded calmly.

bother asking who had sent him;

backing this man wanted him to participate in

whoever was behind

ten years to avenge. In

principle was simple; take revenge at all

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

your fists are as tough as your mouth in the

impulsively by signing up for the Deathmatch Duel right

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

Milton could

cold and grim

but he thought he could even

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

and wolves are

flesh off your bones without making a

forget William’s

go ahead, I’ll be watching

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

softly, his words accompanied by

duel. Not only was the process more complicated, but one had

his name, Milton silently

outer robe and put on the unique outfit

upper body entirely bare, with no

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

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

even more proficient in unarmed combat than he

soft sigh, but there was a burning fire

of his own power in battle had caused some pressure to build

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

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