Master of Marvel World

The huge sky garden deforms like a delicate machine.

Such a scene was observed by the whole world in various ways. Leaving aside those satellites, it was just a live broadcast helicopter of the TV station desperately trying to get close, showing such an amazing change to the whole world. It excited people. Amazed, even drove the reporters to get closer.

Semiramis did not prevent the approaching helicopters.

Rather, this is exactly her will, and the black coffin that has been fully charged moves slowly, even giving way to the eyes of the whole world.

The deformation of the entire palace calmed down in this focus. On one side was the wall rising from the center of the throne. All the servants stood on the steps, and the steps and the wall spread to both sides, forming a circle the size of a football field. space.

As I said at the beginning, anyone can see the function of this building at a glance.

Dueling arena.

Of course, the camera zooms in to the very center of the arena.

The only two people standing in it faced each other.

Everyone knows Shen He, and Wakanda's Black Panther uniform that has appeared several times in online promotion.

Is this ready for a one-on-one fight?

When everyone starts to realize this, people are rightfully excited.

Fist-to-hand combat, honor and victory, have made people's blood boil since ancient times.

"Brother, actually alone."

In the royal palace of Wakanda, T'Challa's family members are also paying attention to the three-dimensional picture placed in the center of the hall. His sister, Princess Su Rui, the most powerful technical expert in Wakanda, can't help but worry about T'Challa. heart.

"This is his own choice." The old king sat on the throne, staring intently.

Although disappointed with T'Challa's innocence, in his heart, he also hoped that his son would win.

"If the opponent is Shen He," Princess Su Rui quickly opened the virtual interface and tapped, "The opponent also has a pair of battle armor, which is very tough and can repair itself, but it does not have the ability to absorb shocks. It was used in the New York War. When the armor is resting for now, if my brother can rely on the black panther armor to Zhou Xuan, why don't they start?"

Under the nervous gaze of everyone in the hall, the two people in the center of the arena just stood.

Everything is ready, but before the official start, there is one thing to do first.

Sign the gambling agreement.

Under the control of Semiramis, a roll of parchment flew lightly in front of T'Challa.

It says the bet that was agreed just now.

If T'Challa wins, Shen He will personally apologize, but if he fails, he will pay the price of Zhenjin.

It's not fair.

However, T'Challa was not even eligible for the challenge.

"What is written on that parchment!?"

The old king stood up all of a sudden, looked at his son, took off his armor and gloves, bit his finger, and pressed the blood on it.

"I can't see clearly." Princess Su Rui tried to zoom in on the camera, "There is light on it."

"Issuing an announcement, it is said that T'Challa is no longer the prince of Wakanda." The old king clenched his fists tightly, but when he sat down again, he still closed his eyes and said in a low voice, "wait Wait, wait a little longer."

Although he has already guessed that there is a treaty that is not conducive to Wakanda on the parchment, but if he refuses at this moment, his son may even lose the qualification to fight.

After all, he still couldn't bear to see his son die worthlessly.

Even if he died in the arena, he died fighting to protect his own glory. For the proud T'Challa, he has no regrets.

"They started."

Princess Su Rui couldn't help but came to the old king's side, tightly holding her father's palm.

After the two people in the camera signed the agreement, there was finally movement.

It should be said that T'Challa has changed.

Like a real black panther, he slowly lowered his body, put his sharp claws in front of his body, and stared at Shen He in front of him through the helmet.

This is not hunting prey, but challenging stronger ones.

Blood flowed from his biting lips.

If this battle is lost, he will become a sinner of Wakanda. Just the thought of this makes him a little breathless.

As for Shen He, he just stood there indifferently, without any change in expression or fighting posture.

He was even hesitating whether to take out the Teigu, and the evil ghost was haunting him.

"Master of Chaldea. I will definitely defeat you!"

With an extremely depressing declaration, T'Challa swooped over, his sharp claws scribing marks on the ground, and the moment he arrived in front of Shen He, his body turned around at an incredible angle, and fiercely grabbed the back of Shen He's head.

With the sharpness of vibrating gold.

This hit is his victory.

puff!

The imaginary impact did not happen, this inevitable blow hit the soft mercury.

Defensive moon marrow elixir.

"It's not an equal fight at all."

Shen He sighed, stretched out his palm, the liquid moon marrow gathered in his hand, turned into a huge long knife, and then made a sharp sound across the air in an instant, slashing fiercely on the black The leopard's waist sent him flying, together with the sudden burst of air waves, and slid heavily across the ground.

Now T'Challa isn't really a Black Panther at all.

The defense of this first-generation vibrating gold uniform is far less powerful than the future nano-form, and he himself has not yet taken heart-shaped grass for physical strengthening.

As for Shen He himself, he has already surpassed level 40. He once reached level 60 with an enhanced card for a short time, but he can compete with the water behind the saint in a blackened state.

However, the battle is not over.

The black panther not far away slowly got up from the ground.

It can be seen from the action that even with the protection of the Zhenjin battle armor, he was still injured under the pure violence and sharp weapons.

"Yes." Semiramis smiled happily, "That's it."

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Shen He could only look at T'Challa who continued to charge in silence.

boom--!

Another slash with full force.

"elder brother!"

Princess Su Rui couldn't help but screamed. She kept collecting data on the computer, but the result made her fall into the abyss.

how so.

Shen He's stats are completely different from those during the New York War, and there is also the kind of weapon that blocks all of T'Challa's attacks like cheating.

Even without calculation, she can easily get the final result.

T'Challa's chances of winning are zero.

People all over the world can see that this is not a battle, but a unilateral devastation.

T'Challa rushed up again and again, and was knocked into the air again and again. Shen He didn't even move his footsteps.

"This is too cruel."

"Why are you still standing up?"

"it is ready!"

Many people on the Internet began to feel worried about T'Challa. Shen He didn't pursue or ridicule him. He just told T'Challa time and time again that there was a huge gap in strength.

But T'Challa stood up with all his strength every time, roaring and attacking, even though his movements were getting slower and slower, he didn't stop for a moment.

Every swing of Shen He's attack became heavier and heavier.

He can take off the opponent's helmet, stun the opponent, and easily end this unsuspecting battle, showing his mercy.

In fact, he did intend to do so in the first place.

However, from T'Challa's attack, he felt a strong will to die. The opponent even gave up thinking, gave up looking for the possibility of winning, and just launched fearless attacks from the front again and again, showing the world the power of the Black Panther. will.

He knew that he would lose, and in the boundless despair, he could only use everything in this way to fill his inner remorse and guilt for Wakanda.

This made Shen He hesitate.

He finally understood the meaning of Semiramis' bad taste.

Calm, compassionate, sad, or arrogant and carefree.

There is no right or wrong in this battle, both sides have bet on their positions that they cannot back down, but T'Challa's despair at the moment is undoubtedly given to him by Shen He using his own power.

It won't be the first time, nor will it be the last.

Then, in front of Joan of Arc, Violet, Ryoichi, Saiki Kusuo and others.

How should we choose?

Semiramis. You have really given me a problem.

Shen He questioned his heart, took a deep breath, pulled out his dagger, and thrust it into the ground.

Evil spirit haunts!

The roar of the monster resounded through the arena, and the ferocious armor with bone spurs wrapped around his body, and the fierce breath erupted in an instant.

The spear appeared in his hand.

"I have no right to pity you." Shen He walked towards T'Challa step by step like this, "Since you want to die as a black panther, then I respect your choice."

Don't hold back any more.

Stop thinking about keeping this Marvel hero alive.

Shen He questioned his heart, and decided to kill the opponent in front of him with respect for the hero and the determination that he had never had before.

The strength of the whole body is concentrated on the edge of the spear.

Faced with the biting cold, T'Challa didn't feel the slightest sense of relief, because he finally understood that his own honor and his own death could not make up for the huge loss he had brought to Wakanda.

boom--!

The tip of the gun that could pierce the mountain hit his chest, and the piercing sound of tearing was mixed with the loud noise of the impact.

The helmet fell off under the blast, accompanied by a mouthful of blood.

Under this blow, T'Challa's body leaped heavily across the arena and hit the wall. In the camera, the so-called unbreakable first-generation Black Panther armor has appeared several times. gap.

Even Thor's hammer can be crushed.

What's more, this is just a battle armor woven into Zhenjin.

The blood had completely filled T'Challa's mouth, he felt life was leaving him, his chest was getting colder, and his vision began to blur.

But he was still wriggling, as if trying to get up.

Shen He no longer hesitated.

The spear drew deep marks on the ground, and Shen He could feel the firmness in his heart every time he took a step. This was T'Challa's choice, and it was also his choice.

Final blow!

It hit the ground heavily, stirring up a large cloud of dust.

Because of the sudden appearance of the purple chain, T'Challa was dragged away.

"Semiramis!"

Shen He's voice resounded throughout the arena, and the spear was inserted into the ground, he really felt the anger surging in his heart.

No one else should intervene in such a battle.

"Master." The figure of the empress appeared in front of Shen He, her glamorous face was full of grievances, "The battle is over, and I just received a message from Wakanda that their king is willing to admit defeat and take on special investigation Lara makes all decisions."

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Shen He looked at the tablet that Semiramis handed over, on it was a video jointly sent by the old king, his queen, his daughter, and his courtiers.

The time to receive this video was just before he swung his last blow.

"Did you pass on the content of the bet?" Shen He asked, still holding the spear.

"Of course, master." Semiramis narrowed his eyes slightly, "The battle has passed since the beginning, otherwise, if they plan to abandon this prince and refuse to admit the content of the bet, wouldn't there be no battle at all? necessary?"

"." Shen He took a deep look at her.

Needless to say, this oldest poisoner is like a blooming poppy, charming and dangerous.

However, she is her own follower.

It is the responsibility of the master to bear and accept everything of the servant.

"Thanks."

Shen He said softly, and the spear and battle armor in his hand disappeared like smoke.

He already knew what kind of person the empress was.

He had already decided to accept that "poison" together, not to mention that he believed that everything the Empress did was for his ideals.

But the moment Shen He turned around, the smile on Semiramis' face gradually disappeared.

——What hypocrisy and cunning is this.

Semiramis bit her lip, she clearly did something against the Master's will, and she was even ready to be scolded, but this thank you was nothing, it made her insidious tastes disappear in the future How to put it into action, wouldn't this sooner or later, like those stupid women, become a man's obedient baby.

That is really ridiculous!

However, Shen He could not fail to feel Semiramis' complicated mood, because he saw the smiles of Joan of Arc and Violet.

It doesn't matter what the result is.

The important thing is that he made a decision and didn't use the power in his hands to give insulting mercy to his opponent.

As if a long night had passed, Techara slowly opened his eyes.

This is the familiar roof.

He went back to Wakanda, back to his room.

And that old back.

"Father."

T'Challa struggled to get up, but found that his body, which should have been seriously injured, was intact, and there was even an unprecedented power flowing through his limbs.

dream?

Or hallucinations after death?

"This is the effect of the heart-shaped grass." Seemingly aware of T'Challa's confusion, the old king turned around slowly, looking at his son with cloudy eyes.

"Father."

T'Challa finally realized that this was not a dream. He fell off the bed, crawled at his father's feet, lowered his once proud head, and repented and wept from the bottom of his heart.

"I don't deserve to be a black panther. I'm a sinner in Wakanda. Why should the heart-shaped grass be wasted on me? I should be like the most humble servant, accepting the people's scolding."

"No, my child." The old king put his rough palm on T'Challa's head tremblingly, "You let the people see the tenacity of the panther, let me see your growth, you will not be a slave , you will be crowned king."

"But." T'Challa's heart was trembling, he thought of the bet with his blood on it.

"That's not important." The old king laughed, and there was real ease in this laughter, "Technology is not important, and vibration gold is even less important. Wakanda has never relied on these, because there is nothing like a real The king, and the people who are full of confidence in this king, can bring real strength.”

At the moment T'Challa lost.

It is not the old king, not the queen, nor Princess Su Rui who is eager to save him.

But spontaneously, gathered outside the palace, the people of Wakanda.