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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.

someone who made

type to get provoked out

had never happened since he started visiting

was obviously

his objective

his recent winning streak might have upset someone’s

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

into silence, and his tone became

these words, Milton’s

in his heart, but his

man standing before him was

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

to bust your mouth, then

Milton’s voice sounded calmly.

sent him; the typical idiotic question in

whoever was backing this man wanted him to participate

behind this was ready to bear the

ten years to avenge. In fact, he wasn’t much of a gentleman at

simple; take revenge

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

hope your fists are as tough as your mouth in

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

bit. He just

William, Milton could clearly sense the change

turned cold and grim

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

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

and wolves are no

rip the flesh off your bones without

didn’t forget William’s nickname, [Greedy Wolf

go ahead, I’ll be watching from the

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

words accompanied

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

silently returned to

armor, he removed his outer robe and put

outfit left his upper body entirely

deathmatch duels, the only thing

of hand-to-hand combat began

than he was in archery, reaching an

but there was a

and the suppression of his own power in battle had caused some pressure to build up within

released in time, they could even have

suddenly gains power, their first thought is often to destroy, to commit