I Am In Marvel

Chapter 127: Section 127

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"Seeing that you can't attack me, it's my turn to attack now." Kyle smiled, clenched his fists tightly, and began to display anti-combat game skills with superhuman strength and speed.

Black Panther's expression changed and he switched from attack to defense. In a few hasty encounters, he was defeated repeatedly by Kyle's full-scale fighting skills.

Kyle sneered. The vibranium suit was indeed unable to break through the defense at this stage, but the king within him had lost his ability to fight and could only defend himself. He was no longer a predator black panther, but a turtle that could only take a beating.

He was ruthless and with superb skills, he easily suppressed the Black Panther, leaving it no room to breathe, and slowly forced him to the edge of the cliff with a drop of one hundred meters.

The battle turned into a one-sided crushing and beating, like an adult teasing a child, which silenced the citizens who were watching the whole process from the sidelines.

"Awesome!" Kyle's eyes sparkled. The fight went on more and more smoothly. His blood boiled and his body became like a furnace during the fight. The raging fire increased his energy. On the outside, he looked cold and ruthless, constantly chasing after the black panther that wanted to jump up and down.

Each of his punches had an impact force of over tons, and the water splashed wherever the end of his swinging fist hit it.

The old Black Panther King had a lot of grievances, like a small boat in a stormy sea, being chased and beaten to the edge of the cliff by a moving sandbag.

"Aren't you going to admit defeat?" Kyle asked coldly, hitting the black panther so hard that it rolled over and rose up, and almost blasted it off the cliff.

The Black Panther King got on all fours and dug his nails into the rock. Amid the exclamations of his people, he stopped at the edge of the waterfall cliff with one foot dangling in the air.

"I am the Black Panther! How could I bow my head!" The Black Panther King roared, and using his last bit of strength he jumped high and pounced on Kyle without hesitation.

"Father!" T'Challa shouted, and the royal family and citizens of the tribe also anxiously shouted "Your Majesty the King", trying to persuade him to stop.

Kyle's face was indifferent. He quickly kicked up his right foot and hit the Black Panther's lower abdomen, sending the Panther flying backwards like a ball.

Just as the Black Panther was about to be knocked off the cliff, a hand wearing a vibranium arm guard grabbed its little feet and pulled it hard.

"You?" Black Panther opened his eyes with difficulty. He was hanging outside the cliff with his body upside down. It was Kyle who held his calf with one hand and lifted his whole body up.

He was wondering why the other party saved him.

Then, Black Panther heard Kyle muttering, "It's okay to fall off a cliff with a vibranium suit, but it can't end so quickly with such a good sandbag."

Black Panther rolled his eyes and was so depressed and angry that he almost vomited blood.

"Go back!" Kyle swung the black panther in his hand back onto the platform with force, like throwing a spear. The black panther's body rolled all the way, pushing the waves forward until it hit the cliff wall and finally stopped.

"Father."

"king!"

Prince T'Challa and the female guards, who were a few meters away, shouted and were about to surround and approach Black Panther, but just as they took a step, Black Panther trembled and raised his hand to stop them.

"The battle is not over yet, the rules of our ancestors cannot be violated..." Black Panther said stubbornly, propping himself up against the wall. Kyle leaped down in front of him, and his feet splashed down, stirring up countless water splashes.

"Do you still want to fight?" Kyle stared coldly at the nearby black panther. With its tall and fully covered body, it looked like an invincible black demon, blocking out the golden sunlight behind it. Its cold shadow completely enveloped the trembling black panther.

"Can you tell me how many fighting skills you have mastered?" Black Panther asked slowly. He had no actual internal injuries, but the physical and mental depletion had already reached the limit of his aging body.

"One hundred and forty-one types." Kyle said this despairing number calmly.

“No wonder.” Black Panther shook his head with difficulty, and then clenched his fists tightly, “Continue, the battle between us is not over yet! As the guardian Black Panther here, I have to fulfill my duty to defeat the outsiders!”

"Then, as you wish!" Kyle smiled faintly and punched forward like lightning.

"Bang!"

Black Panther's body smashed completely against the wall behind him. Before he could struggle or resist, Kyle's heavy punch followed and continued to hit his chest and armor. The powerful impact force was transmitted, and even the vibranium could not completely remove it, cracking the cliff behind Black Panther.

Punch after punch!

Kyle's red eyes flashed, and under the violent attack, the black panther's body was driven into the cliff wall bit by bit, so that the entire waterfall cliff was faintly shaking.

This extremely violent and cruel scene caused countless people to tremble, and some even knelt on the ground, begging in horror, "Stop... stop!"

"Please, stop it!"

"Your Majesty, please admit defeat quickly!"

"Please! Stop fighting!"

For a moment, the sky above the waterfall cliff was filled with the requests of countless indigenous people.

When T'Challa saw the indigenous peoples bowing their heads, he shuddered all over and suddenly understood why his father wanted to fight Kyle alone.

"Enough, please stop!" With tears in his eyes, T'Challa jumped onto the stage regardless of everything, raised his hands and said in a deep voice: "I, Prince T'Challa, on behalf of Wakanda, formally surrender!!"

His right fist suddenly stopped, Kyle, who looked like a humanoid monster, raised his eyes and calmly stopped the attack.

In front of him, Black Panther's entire body was completely stuck in the hard cliff wall. With him as the center, the smooth and hard wall was covered with spider-like cracks.

Chapter 145 Cooperation with Wakanda

Deep in the wild mountains and forests of Wakanda, there is a city of the future created by technology.

In the very center of this immortal city stands a royal palace with both ancient and cross-century technological features. The floor, which is mixed with vibranium metal, is paved as smooth as a mirror. The majestic palace building is magnificent and sparkles with dazzling golden light in the sun.

This is where the Black Panther King lives, and it is also an important place for the royal family to discuss state affairs.

For thousands of years, the independently developed nation of Wakanda has resisted and excluded outsiders, including foreign tribes, smugglers, and adventurers, and has done its best to hide the fact that it possesses advanced technology.

And today, two outsiders were finally recognized by the whole country of Wakanda, and were allowed to enter the sacred place of the royal palace as guests of honor!

With countless indigenous residents standing outside and watching, the Black Panther King led the way, followed by Kyle and Howard, as they walked on the wide avenue leading to the royal palace.

The indigenous female guards holding vibranium spears lined up on both sides of the avenue, isolating the indigenous residents outside.

"Kyle, you're amazing. Look, now they are not as wild and rampant as before." Howard whispered.

Kyle smiled knowingly and said, "No matter what national laws and regulations are, the bigger the fist, the more powerful it is. Only extraordinary strength can override these things."

Otherwise, there would be no exceptions and the indigenous people would have long ago tried and punished them in the same way they treated outsiders.

The residents nearby were still talking, and the way they looked at Kyle was no longer the contempt and disgust they always had for outsiders, but a fear mixed with a hint of respect from the bottom of their hearts.

Only the strong can gain the respect of others. This is more evident in the natives of Wakanda. Otherwise, there would be no ceremony to challenge the throne.

Kyle defeated the Black Panther King in a duel. In the battle just now, he showed his extraordinary strength. Even if some natives were dissatisfied, they had to admit that the other party was powerful.

"The indigenous people here are all primitive and barbaric. Only Prince T'Chaka seems to be living in a civilized era." Howard said, looking around at the royal family members, and whispered in surprise: "The royal family members are still here, why is the prince gone?"

Kyle said inexplicably: "Most likely he went to inherit the power of the Black Panther."

"Black Panther Power?" Howard was confused.

"It is a power of inheritance that only the king of this place can possess. It is a heart-shaped herb. After taking it, one undergoes a ritual of dreaming of the ancestors and gains a superhuman physique equivalent to that of a super soldier."

Kyle said calmly, looking at the Black Panther King in front of him with a thoughtful expression on his face.