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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 a habit of

of himself as the type to

a thing had never happened since

was

and his objective was presumably to provoke

if his recent winning

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

into silence, and his tone

these words, Milton’s

icy killing intent rose unknowingly in his heart, but his

in his heart, this man standing before him was

was to provoke

going to bust your mouth, then

Milton’s voice sounded calmly.

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

backing this man wanted him to participate in the Deathmatch Duel, Milton would grant

if whoever was behind this was ready to bear

a patient man who subscribed to the idea of waiting ten years to avenge. In

was simple; take revenge at all costs,

the man did not continue to provoke Milton. Instead,

fists are as tough as

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

a bit. He just nodded lightly,

Milton could clearly sense the change

and grim in an

illusion, but he thought he could even smell

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

bark, and

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

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

I’ll be watching from the

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

softly, his words accompanied by a lick

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

signing his name, Milton silently returned

donning armor, he removed his outer robe and put on

upper body entirely bare, with no protection

weapons were not allowed in deathmatch duels, the only thing

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

in unarmed combat than he was in archery, reaching an

a

the sudden surge in strength and the suppression of his own power in battle had

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

person suddenly gains power, their first thought is often