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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.

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

didn’t think of himself as the type to get provoked out of the

a thing had never

was obviously

and his objective was

his recent winning streak might

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

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

words, Milton’s heart turned

rose unknowingly in

man standing before him was

man’s purpose was to provoke him into participating in the Deathmatch

your mouth, then

Milton’s voice sounded calmly.

didn’t bother asking who had sent him; the typical

whoever was backing this man wanted him to participate

wondered if whoever was behind

waiting ten years to avenge. In fact, he wasn’t much

revenge at all costs,

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

hope your fists are as tough

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

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

to William, Milton could clearly sense the change in his

cold and grim in an

an illusion, but he thought he

to describe what William looked like at this moment, he thought

dogs don’t bark, and wolves are

your bones without making a sound, then crush your bones

forget William’s nickname,

go ahead, I’ll be watching

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

began to speak softly, his words accompanied by

duel was more complicated than registering for a friendly duel. Not only

his name, Milton silently returned to the

of donning armor, he removed his outer robe and put on the unique outfit reserved for

his upper body

deathmatch duels, the only thing Milton

memories of hand-to-hand combat began

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

a burning fire in his heart that he just couldn’t

strength and the suppression of his own power in

were not released in time, they could

gains power, their first thought is