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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.

who sensed something was off, was perplexed as he wasn’t someone who made a habit of offending people in the

of himself as the type to get provoked out of the

thing had never happened since he started visiting the

was obviously targeting

and his objective

wondered if his recent winning

to step onto the Arena of Life and Death. Do

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

words, Milton’s heart

unknowingly in his heart,

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

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

going to bust your mouth,

Milton’s voice sounded calmly.

bother asking who had sent him; the typical idiotic question

wanted him to participate in the

only wondered if whoever was behind this was ready to bear

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

take revenge at all

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

hope your fists are as tough as your mouth in the

the Deathmatch

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

being close to William, Milton could clearly sense

atmosphere turned cold and grim in

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

Milton had to describe what William looked like at this moment, he

dogs don’t bark, and wolves

flesh off your bones without

forget William’s nickname,

I’ll

assured, the only outcome of this deathmatch duel will be his death,

his words accompanied

Not only was the

his name, Milton silently returned to the changing

robe and put on

outfit left his upper body entirely

allowed in deathmatch duels, the only thing Milton could rely on were his

hand-to-hand combat began to

than he

sigh, but there was a burning fire in his heart that he just

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

time, they could even have an impact on Milton’s

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