The Most Powerful System

"You are Eric Stevens, a former member of the US Navy SEAL, a mercenary nicknamed 'The Killer'."

Behind the throne, Princess Su Rui came over and introduced to everyone present as she walked, and finally her eyes fell on Eric's face opposite, "This is your true identity!"

"Hmm~ It seems that you have done some homework! Unfortunately, that is not my real name, Your Royal Highness."

"Then who are you?"

The leader of the river tribe wearing a stupid plate questioned Eric.

"My name is Nijadaka, the son of Prince Nejob!"

As soon as his father was mentioned, Eric's emotions went a little out of control. He shouted loudly, and the loud voice rang through the entire hall.

Prince Nejob's son?

Hearing this identity, the audience was shocked for a moment.

Especially the leaders of the four major tribes got up from their seats one after another, their faces full of disbelief.

It never occurred to him that the rebellious young man in front of him would be the child of Prince Nejob who had passed away for many years!

"I saw with my own eyes that there were leopard paw prints on my father's body!"

Eric pointed at T'Challa and said angrily, "You are not the son of a king, but the son of a cruel brother killer!"

"you are lying!"

The old queen immediately retorted, defending her deceased husband's reputation.

"I'm afraid not, Her Majesty the Queen Mother."

Defense Commander Wakabi took out Prince Nejob's identity token, a black panther pendant that only members of the royal family have, and presented it to T'Challa for personal viewing.

After checking it and found that it was indeed a royal token, T'Challa's face froze, and his brows frowned even more tightly.

"I am a member of the royal family, and I want to exercise my birthright to challenge you for the throne of the king and as the heir to the power of the Black Panther!" Eric held his head high, as if there were two groups of revenge in his eyes. Burning with anger, he stared at T'Challa on the opposite side, the evil son who killed his father and enemy, and said loudly.

The old queen looked anxious, and quickly stopped: "Don't promise him, T'Challa! He must have a conspiracy!"

"As the son of Prince Nejob,

He does have that right. "

"Yes, this is the rule established by the ancestors, and it is one of the creeds that every Wakanda must believe in."

"We can't violate our ancestors, and we can't desecrate the rituals approved by the Leopard Goddess Bast!"

"I think he's right."

The leaders of the four major tribes present, the River Tribe, the Mining Tribe, the Merchant Tribe, and the Frontier Tribe, thought that Eric should be given a chance to challenge for the throne!

For a while, the audience gradually became quiet.

Everyone's eyes turned to King T'Challa, who was thinking behind his hands.

After a moment of contemplation, T'Challa finally turned around, with a serious expression on his face, and a simple sentence broke the silence in the hall:

"I, T'Challa, am willing to accept the throne challenge from you, the son of the former prince Nijob, Nijadaka!"

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Among the high mountains and flowing water, people from various tribes stood on the viewing platforms everywhere.

Qi Yu, a foreign hero including Wakanda, was also invited here to watch the duel.

Below the viewing platform, there is a shoal stone platform with waterfalls flowing.

At the end of the stone platform not far from the shoal, there is an abyss with a height of several hundred meters and fast-flowing water.

Once it falls, it can be said that there are ten deaths and no life.

Here is the natural battlefield for the Throne Challenge!

"For the sake of a fair challenge, the King is now deprived of the Black Panther's power."

Priest Zu Li drank purple liquid for T'Challa all night. After drinking the bowl of purple water, cobweb-like veins and veins protruded from T'Challa's body, and then his whole body twitched briefly. Finally, after everything was normal, he let out a long breath.

The current T'Challa has taken back the power of the panther and has become a human with an ordinary physique.

It is true that even so, with his own strong physique, as well as the fighting skills he has acquired over the years and a lot of combat training, even if he is withdrawn from the power of the black panther, his current strength is equivalent to that of a special soldier who has experienced many battles.

However, he didn't know that the opponent standing in front of him, Eric Stevens, was actually even more powerful than him, he could be called the king of special forces!

Just the densely packed raised dots on his body at this moment proved that thousands of human lives had been stained on his hands.

"This is my last kind warning to you. Put down your weapons. We are relatives. We can solve the hatred in a peaceful way." self-confidence. Even if he is deprived of the powerful black panther power, he believes that with his own mortal strength, he can defeat this cousin in front of him.

But T'Challa's advice, without any suspense, didn't work at all. How can a person's three views and hatred that have lasted for many years be easily changed and resolved because of a single sentence from the other party?

"From the moment my father died, I have spent my whole life preparing for today!"

"I practiced brutal devil training, I lied, I faked, I killed. I killed in America, I killed in Afghanistan, and Iraq, even the black fellows on this African continent under my feet!"

"And I killed countless people just to kill you in the end! Use your blood to pay homage to my late father, and at the same time make your dead old king repent in hell!"

Holding a sharp knife in each hand, Eric pointed at the son who killed his father and enemy and angrily reprimanded him.

Seeing the inevitable bloody battle between the two sides, Zu Li couldn't help shaking his head and sighing, because of the seeds of hatred planted by the incident back then, so that now two young members of the royal family are going to have a bloody battle. To be honest, he is very I don't want to see this situation where cousins ​​kill each other.

"I announce that the challenge to the throne ceremony begins!"

After finishing speaking, Zu Li left the shallow platform sadly, leaving behind a lonely figure.

On the shallow platform, after he announced the start of the duel, T'Challa and Eric officially started fighting.

Clang, clang!

On the ground of the duel, accompanied by the sound of rushing water, there were bursts of crisp metal collision sounds.

The two sides fought back and forth!

Originally, T'Challa felt that with his years of physical training, research on various fighting skills and a lot of combat practice, he thought he was also a world-class fighting master without the help of the supernatural power of the Panther.

But the current development of the duel was obviously beyond his expectations.

However, after only about ten rounds of fighting, T'Challa was clearly at a disadvantage and was beaten back and forth.

After ten rounds, two bloody scars appeared on his body very quickly, one was a chest scratch, the other was a stab wound to the abdomen, and his physical strength was gradually exhausted, and he began to pant heavily. Eric, on the other hand, only suffered a slight scratch on his face and only suffered minor injuries.

This made the prince faction watching the battle on the mountainside, couldn't help but sweat for their king T'Challa, especially T'Challa's mother, the old queen, sister, Princess Su Rui, and girlfriend Nagiya. These three women couldn't restrain themselves. There was a look of anxiety all over her face, and the old queen, who cherished her son like her life, was about to cry.

"Shouldn't we do something?" A royal female guard stationed around the duel platform asked anxiously. Because of his anxiety, he tightened his grip on the vibrating gold spear.

"No." Okoye, the captain of the Royal Guard, shook her head. She looked at T'Challa who was being punched and punched, her eyes were already a little rosy with distress, "As Wakanda On the way to challenge the throne, we have no right to interfere or deliberately favor support."

At the same time, on the shoal platform, T'Challa had been beaten to a pulp, covered in wounds, and seriously exhausted.

If you use the specific 1VS1 health value and blood volume to present it, then the current situation can be said that Techara has lost 90% of his blood, while that guy Eric is the exact opposite, and he still has a generous 90% of his blood. .

"Look, is this your king? A king who wants to lead you to the future?"

T'Challa was beaten to the ground, Eric grabbed his hair, pointed at him in a state of embarrassment, and shouted to the tribesmen on the stone platform watching the battle, "He is a loser!"

After finishing speaking, he punched again, causing T'Challa to spit out the overnight meal.

Then bent down, lifted T'Challa, who was seriously injured, and stepped forward to the edge of the cliff abyss.

Seeing it, he was about to be thrown into the bottomless abyss...

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