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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.

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

think of himself as the type to get provoked out of

had never happened since he

man was obviously

and his objective

if his recent winning streak might have upset someone’s

guts to step onto the Arena

was scared into silence,

Milton’s

killing intent rose unknowingly in

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

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

to bust your mouth, then kill

Milton’s voice sounded calmly.

him; the typical idiotic question in such

man wanted him to participate

behind this

man who subscribed to the idea of waiting ten

principle was simple; take revenge

continue to provoke Milton. Instead, he

hope your fists are as tough as your mouth in the

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

a bit. He just nodded lightly, agreeing with

Milton could clearly sense

and

but he

William looked like at this moment, he thought he

bark, and wolves

bones without making a sound, then

forget William’s nickname, [Greedy

Master, go ahead, I’ll be

will be his death, no other outcome. As for the man

speak softly, his words accompanied by a lick

the deathmatch duel was more complicated than registering for a friendly duel. Not only was the process more complicated, but one had to sign their

silently returned to

and put on the unique outfit reserved

his upper body entirely bare, with

were not allowed in deathmatch duels, the only thing Milton

closed his eyes, and memories of hand-to-hand

in unarmed combat than

was a burning fire in his heart that he

own power in battle had caused some pressure to

not released in time, they could even have an

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