Marvel – Immortal Path

Zuri was speechless, thinking about struggling with the ancestral canon, but saw Li Ang shook his head and said, "Wakanda’s science and technology are ahead of the outside world, but in my eyes it’s That way, even the Vibranium resource is not a necessity for me.

I don’t have to conspire with you.

Besides, I am a person who has no interest. As a referee, you can also guarantee the fairness of the duel."

"This..."

Zuri Elder hesitated for a while, facing Li Ang, he really didn't have much bargaining. What if I irritate this evil star and call in the Zetaru fleet every minute to carry out an Earth orbit surface bombardment against Wakanda?

"...Then I will trouble you."

Zuri said unwillingly, and at the same time, if Li Ang can't guarantee fairness, even if he tries his best Prepare to maintain the majesty of the ancestral code.

Li Ang, who was a cosplay referee, walked to the center of the stone arena. His feet stepped on a shallow pool of water, but his trouser legs and boots were not soaked-a layer of Spiritual. Qi acts as a barrier to keep the water out.

"As a referee, I think I am qualified to make some adjustments to the specific rules of the game."

Li Ang Shi Shiran said: "Erik Kermango, Are you willing to change your own opponent from King Tchaka to T'Challa Prince?"

"What?"

Erik Kermango, who is a protagonist template Looking at Li Ang in amazement, the other party is the manipulator behind the school city and the meme company, and the promoter of the Chitauri precision poverty alleviation plan. When it comes to power, it is undoubtedly one of the small group of pinnacle people on Earth.

So, why did the opponent interfere in this game?

Erik Kermango squinted his eyes, and the old King Techaka, who has degenerated from Black Panther to a fat tiger, has no difference in his eyes from the salted fish on the chopping board. In minutes Able to harvest the opponent's first level.

Even if you change to a younger and stronger T'Challa Prince, Erik has the confidence to kill him on the spot. T'Challa, who grew up in a honeypot since childhood, is good at fighting, but like Erik. Compared with the killing machines honed on the battlefield in the Middle East, it is still a lot worse.

"T'Challa is the representative of the kingdom’s military power. Killing it is equivalent to cutting off a potential threat. It will help me control the army. When the time comes, T'Challa, the old man, what else Turn it over? Other tribes won’t turn against me for a half-legged old undying who stepped into the grave."

Erik stared at T'Challa Prince, feeling the heat of the surrounding people surrounding Prince. Looking, secretly said in one's heart: "If you don't get rid of him now, there will be no such good opportunity in the future..."

Think of this, Erik corner of the mouth raise, hold it in your hand He gave a beautiful sword flower and said calmly: "Change opponent? I have no objection."

"...."

T'Challa Prince also slightly smiled, and Untied his traditional costume, revealing a fierce and strong body, he stepped forward and tried to take the weapon in Father's hand.

How could King Techaka, who had already planned to atone for his sins, watched his own son step into the Fire Pit? His face was stern, his greasy belly closed, and he reprimanded: "I am still a king! I don't allow..."

"The two muscles of brawny man are cousins. Brother, you’re a natural pair, it’s your turn to be opposed by a fat tiger?" Li Ang choked King Techaka back with just one sentence. The latter gritted his teeth and planned to say something, just Zu Rui hurried away.

Whether it is Zurui, other patriarch elders, and even the powerful Wakanda citizens around, they all watched T'Challa Prince grow up and are very familiar with T'Challa Prince's fighting strength.

It can be said that T'Challa Prince is the most brave fighter in the entire Wakanda kingdom. They also have a certain degree of confidence in T'Challa's victory over Erik.

"Very good, then let's start."

Li Ang stepped back a little bit to make room for both sides.

Erik and T'Challa, the two brothers, when Li Ang tone barely fell, they half-bow together in a tacit understanding, staring at each other, slowly walking around.

The two sides were tentatively pointing their lance daggers at each other obliquely.

This can't help but they are not cautious. This battle is about family, about honor, about dignity, about the destiny of the kingdom.

"Hah!"

After probing for a while, Erik took the lead in taking action. He gave a violent shout and stomped forward in the shallow pond with his lance like poisonous dragon-like , Moved towards the opponent pierced straight out.

T'Challa Prince was in danger. The lance's mid-end slanted one block and slid away from the opponent's attack. At the same time, the long sword in his hand slashed fiercely, forcing Erik to retreat and avoid.

T'Challa can't let the opponent gasp, hold the front part of lance tightly with his palm, retract it slightly, and the spear tip is pierced out in series, like thousands of hummingbirds sticking out their beaks and pecking frantically.

The screaming sound of lance pierced the air into one piece. Erik tried his best to resist. His lean figure kept backing away. He was forced to the edge of the cliff by T'Challa, and he would fall down only half a step away.

The surrounding Wakanda civilians exclaimed, many Elders in high positions looked moved, and the middle-aged black woman, the wife of King Tchaka and the queen, was On the face of elegant and poised, there is even more joy-she doesn't care about any problems left over from history. For her, her son and husband undying will always be the best, as for Erik, how far away she should die. .

However, with T'Challa Prince occupying a huge advantage, Li Ang shook the head.

T'Challa lost.

Not waiting for the crowd to see clearly, Erik, who was forced to a desperate situation, raised a sneer, and slammed his feet on a rock on the edge of the cliff, the tip of the spear jabbed diagonally down, and then lanced. The tension of the back, like a full bowstring, pounced on T'Challa Prince, and the long sword in his hand stabs from bottom to top.

If Erik succeeds with a single blow, I am afraid that T'Challa’s belly will be torn open on the spot, and internal organs and intestines will flow all over the place. When the time comes, even if Wakanda Kingdom’s medical ability is strong, it will save Don't return to such a dead person.

I also blame the Prince for not having much experience in facing the desperate enemy. Erik made such a pounce and made T'Challa subconsciously pick up the short sword to block.

Unexpectedly, Erik suddenly changed his skills. The blades of both sides collided fiercely in the air, sparking bright sparks, and the harsh noise made many people can’t help covering their ears—the blades used in the duel were also Vibranium casts, invulnerable, indestructible and impregnable.

The two sword blades collided with each other and then separated immediately. Erik grinned grimly, fighting his arm to be scratched by the opponent's blade, as well as poking the blade into the enemy's abdominal cavity.

T'Challa was careless for a while, and could only barely resist, but was still scratched by fiercely, dripping blood down her abdominal cavity.

Wakanda Prince couldn't help backing up, covering the sore on his stomach, only to feel the strength of his body constantly pulling away, and he could only watch Erik grinning and approaching.

The sword is constantly approaching, even though Zuri and the others are stunned, but are bound by the code, I can only watch Erik about to kill T'Challa.

However, with a sound of breaking through the air, a laser beam from nowhere penetrated Erik's chest cavity directly, causing him to stagger a few steps forward, and finally fell to the ground.

Everyone's eyes were cast in the direction of the sound of the breaking air, but they saw a group of painted dead men standing behind King Techaka, the dead men still holding Vibranium lance in their hands —— The light beam just now is excited from the tip of lance.

"..." King Techaka, who completely abandoned the ancestral canon and interfered in honor fighting, showed a sullen face, and screamed: "It's time to end this farce."

The dead men behind him stepped forward together, and the Vibranium lance in his hand swung outward, pushing away the crowd of onlookers.

"oh?"

As the referee, Li Ang raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "Is that right?"