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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.

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

as the type to get provoked out

all, such a thing had never happened

man was

premeditated, and his objective was presumably

winning streak

have the guts to step onto the Arena of Life

was scared into silence,

these words, Milton’s heart turned

rose unknowingly in his heart,

him was as good as dead, regardless of who

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

to bust your mouth,

Milton’s voice sounded calmly.

who had sent him; the typical idiotic question in

was backing this man wanted him to participate in the Deathmatch

was behind

who subscribed to the idea of waiting ten years to avenge. In fact, he

take revenge at all

to provoke Milton. Instead, he

are as tough as your mouth

of course, didn’t act impulsively by signing up for the Deathmatch Duel right away. Instead, he

didn’t change a bit. He just nodded lightly, agreeing with

Milton could clearly sense the change

atmosphere turned cold and grim

was an illusion, but he thought he could even

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

dogs don’t bark, and

off your bones without making

didn’t forget William’s nickname, [Greedy

ahead, I’ll be

his death,

speak softly, his words accompanied

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

Milton silently returned to the changing

his outer robe and put on the unique outfit reserved for deathmatch

left his upper body entirely bare, with no

were not allowed in deathmatch duels, the

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

combat than

out a soft sigh, but there was a burning fire in

in strength and the suppression of his own power in

not released in time, they could even have

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