I Am In Marvel

"Your Majesty, you must win!"

"Show the king's side, let the foreign invaders see the true strength of the guardians of Wakanda!"

"Scream and cheer for our king, the Black Panther!"

The tribal royal family on the cliff, and even the indigenous people outside the cliff, all shouted excitedly on their faces, and countless pairs of loyal and trusting eyes focused on the black panther.

For them, the Black Panther holds the power of guardians that have been handed down continuously for thousands of years, and is the supreme person in the Wakanda country, and also the strongest in this advanced and wild land.

Black Panther King, there is no reason to lose to the war heroes of the outside world! Almost all Wakanda natives believe so firmly.

"Kyle, show your due strength, and let them, the natives, see the top combat power outside this closed country!" Howard stood at the entrance of the cave, his palms sweated. .

How can the local indigenous people understand that it is an undefeated symbol of peace, a legend full of glorious records, no matter where it is, there is absolutely no reason to lose!

On the stage with the waterfall cliff as the background, the black panther got ready for battle, raised his hands gently, and the claws of Zhenjin forged nails protruded coldly.

He was covered in dark vibrating gold all over his body, like a human-shaped black panther, with the imposing manner of a king on his body, wild, aloof, and majestic and domineering.

Such a small move by the black panther led to the cheers of countless natives around him.

"Venom, full coverage mode, claws form." Kyle whispered, the venom suit was close to the body surface of the tall physique, and the black liquid quickly flowed and transformed, more like the original tough corneal membrane of the creature covering the whole body, condensing on the neck into darkness The hood covers the face and hair.

The dark claws stretched out from Kyle's fist, and his long and narrow eyes glowed with scarlet pupils. Under the grin that smoothed the blood plate, he seemed to be reduced to a demon monster from the dark hell.

Cruel, tyrannical, feral, murderous, the words themselves seem to have been coined for this description.

His full-coverage model body, which was born purely for combat and has been tempered by countless battles, transforms under the sun and makes the indigenous people who were originally called by the Black Panther collectively lose their voices. The landing platform was filled with powerful and aggressive humanoid monsters.

"Can we start?" Kyle smiled, and Sen Leng looked at the black panther domineeringly.

"Of course." Black Panther nodded slightly.

In the next instant, their bodies moved at the same time, and there was a burst of white water splashing where they were standing.

Two black figures, at an astonishing speed several times faster than humans, blurred into afterimages of vision, accompanied by strong wind and spray, and suddenly collided with each other.

'Boom-'

With the two at the center, the stagnant water under their feet burst into ripples under the strong impact.

"What a terrifying power." The black panther was secretly surprised. He used both hands to hold against Kyle's sharp claws, and he kept his steps steady, and he didn't take a half step back.

If he doesn't have the protection of a Zhenjin battle suit and removes most of his power, he will be blasted by Kyle in a single encounter.

Kyle frowned, the Zhenjin feature's restraint on melee physical blows was weakened too seriously.

"Come again!"

Kyle didn't give up physical attacks at all, insisting on punching and stabbing with sharp claws, touching on the panther's Zhenjin battle suit, it was difficult to break through the surface defense, but the ton of punching force still forced the black panther to take a step back.

"Come here!" The black panther was not to be outdone, his voice full of vicissitudes of life, he stepped forward instead of retreating, and threw himself into the battle without losing his youthful fighting spirit.

After the collision of their superhuman physique and extraordinary battle suits, Kyle and the Panthers fought together again. With the splash of water droplets, there was a back-and-forth battle of development and skill.

Superman's strength, speed, physical fitness, and the overall defense of each other's suits, under the accumulation and cancellation of different suits, the two men's close combat continued for more than five minutes without stopping.

The aboriginal people onlookers opened their eyes in disbelief. I didn't expect that this outsider would have a combat power no less than that of the Black Panther. You must know that the Black Panther is the strongest king who rules and protects this land!

"King? Humph. You don't know what a legendary hero is! In the field of combat, Kyle is a god!" Howard smiled happily.

He knew that this seemingly deadlocked battle was basically over—after all, the man he knew well liked to hide his cards the most.

In the fierce and high battle situation, Zhenjin nails claws on the Zhenjin armguard blocked by Kyle, scratching five slight white marks, making a sharp and ear-piercing strange sound.

"Long whip form!"

Kyle meditated in his heart, and the sharp claws of his left hand quickly transformed into a black whip.

The black panther fell into the water with a stagnant movement, and stood up quickly panting, his majestic and cold eyes fell directly on Kyle through the vibrating gold beast mask.

"Don't understand, as long as I wear this one-piece full-body cover made of Zhenjin, I will not be defeated at all." Black Panther said confidently.

"Okay. I have to admit the fact that - you're more durable than Steve." Kyle shrugged and glanced at his chest, where the venom coat was torn apart by the vibrating claws. A few droplets of blood spilled that touched the inner muscle surface.

Although the self-healing ability is lost on the surface, the venom also has its own super self-healing ability, which can quickly repair the damage of the transformed battle suit.

After five minutes, he was slightly injured, but the Panther's Zhenjin battle suit showed no signs of damage.

"Beat resistance?" Black Panther shook his head in disapproval.

"I haven't found it yet, I only used three combat skills to fight you." Kyle coldly told a fact.

"Three types? What did you say?" Black Panther frowned, with an uneasy premonition in his heart. Three fighting skills Isn't that normal?

Kyle didn't answer, smiled mysteriously and said: "Zhenjin battle clothes, innately invincible, right? I really hope you can withstand the next offensive, old king-"

As soon as the words fell, he stepped on the ground and charged towards the black panther with a strong burst.

Black Panther's body was tensed, and he just raised his arm to launch a claw attack, but Kyle seemed to have predicted his movement in advance, easily raised his right hand, and used the Zhenjin armguard against the Zhenjin nail claws.

"Is it an illusion?"

Black Panther was taken aback, but next time, Kyle's performance made him completely speechless.

He believes that the effective combat moves he is skilled in, have not yet been issued, they will be seen by the other party's insight, and he will use simple movement skills to resolve them earlier.

Once or twice, it doesn't matter if it is summed up as luck, but every so often, the old king of the black panther wants to vomit blood in depression!