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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.

sensed something was off, was perplexed as he wasn’t someone who made a habit

didn’t think of himself as the type to

had never happened since

man was

premeditated, and his objective was

wondered if his recent winning streak

to step onto the Arena of Life and Death.

assumed Milton was scared into silence,

Milton’s heart turned

intent rose unknowingly in his heart,

in his heart, this man standing before him was as

man’s purpose was

your

Milton’s voice sounded calmly.

sent him; the

him to participate in the Deathmatch Duel, Milton would

if whoever was behind this was ready to bear

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

revenge at all costs,

continue to provoke Milton. Instead,

hope your fists are as tough

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

change a bit. He just nodded lightly, agreeing with Milton’s decision to participate in the Deathmatch

William, Milton could clearly sense the change in his

atmosphere turned cold and grim in an

an illusion, but

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

dogs don’t bark, and wolves are

off your bones without making a

didn’t forget William’s nickname,

go ahead, I’ll be

outcome of this deathmatch duel will be his

softly, his words accompanied by a lick of

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

silently

and put on the unique outfit reserved for

body entirely

the only thing Milton could rely on

and memories of hand-to-hand combat began to

was even more proficient in unarmed combat than he was in archery, reaching an impressive proficient

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

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

in time, they could even have an

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