I Am In Marvel

"Well, what's going on, Your Royal Highness?"

"You ask me, I ask who to go."

"No way, could our king... lose?"

The aboriginal people onlookers were generally terrified, and even the voice of discussion was suppressed to a minimum, nervously watching the battle situation that turned into a unilateral crush in an instant.

From a third-party perspective, the Black Panther desperately wanted to find a way back in the battle, but every swift and powerful offensive was easily seen by Kyle, and he made countermeasures in advance to easily eliminate his fighting attack.

"How could this be..." Under the beast-shaped Zhenjin mask, the old king's vicissitudes face was full of surprise and doubts.

Obviously he is an old fighter in recent years, but Kyle, who is a few decades younger than him, has far superior fighting skills and fighting experience.

Yes, fighting skills are the biggest gap between the two!

This disparity can only be clearly manifested when their physical strength and equipment suits are not far from each other, and they are all fighting in close quarters.

"It's not enough to close the fist, and step up a little more." Kyle whispered, as if facing the children in the family, he parried to deal with the sharp and sharp black panther attack, and verbally taught and trained.

"Damn." The old king gritted his teeth. As a powerful black panther in decades, this was the first time he was humiliated in battle.

The hardness of the vibranium metal ranks first in the earth's metal, and it is used to make a full-body battle suit. Naturally, it is invulnerable, but it does not greatly increase the offensive ability. Only the vibranium nail claws are the only semi-auxiliary weapons. Primitive fighting skills honed by beasts and invaders.

The primitive combat skills that have been passed down for thousands of years have been unparalleled in the country, but in Kyle's view, this skill is really rough and simple.

"You can't attack me either, so now it's my turn to attack." Kyle smiled, his hands clenched tightly, and with superhuman strength and speed, he began to display anti-fighting game skills.

The black panther's face changed, from attacking to defending, and after a few hasty encounters, with Kyle's most incisive fighting moves, they were defeated and retreated.

Kyle sneered, the Zhenjin suit can't break the defense at this stage, but the inner king has lost the main battle ability and can only resist the defense blindly. Coward.

Under the control of his superb skills, he pressed the black panther with ease, and suppressed him without giving him any breathing room, and slowly pushed him to the edge of the cliff with a hundred-meter drop.

This turned into a unilateral crushing, hanging and beating, with adults training and teasing a child-like fighting situation, making the citizens who were watching the whole process silent on the side.

"Cool!" Kyle's eyes lit up, the more he fought, the smoother he fought, his whole body was boiling with blood, his body was like an oven under the battle, the raging fire was burning and energizing, and the outside was cold and ruthless, constantly being cruel to the black panther who wanted to jump up and down chase.

Each of his punches exploded with more than a ton of impact, and the splashes of the punches he swayed exploded.

The old king of the black panther said that he was suffering, like a flat boat in a storm in the sea, completely chasing after a moving sandbag to the edge of the cliff.

"You still don't admit defeat?" Kyle asked coldly, and the black panther that beat him rolled and rose again, slapping it almost out of the cliff.

The Black Panther King was on all fours and carved into the rock with his nails and claws. Under the exclamations of a group of people, he could stand on the edge of the waterfall cliff, with one foot hanging in the air.

"I'm a black panther! How could I lower my head!" The king of the black panther roared, using the last of his strength to jump high, and rushed towards Kyle without hesitation.

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

Kyle's face was indifferent, he kicked his right foot quickly, put it on the lower abdomen of the black panther, and flew out like a ball.

Seeing that the black panther was about to fly out of the cliff, a hand wearing a Zhenjin armguard grabbed its little foot and pulled it abruptly.

"You?" The black panther reluctantly opened his eyes, others were hanging off the cliff, his body was upside down, but Kyle held his calf with one hand and lifted his entire body.

He was wondering why the other party saved him.

Then, the black panther heard Kyle's muttering: "It's okay to fall off a cliff in a vibrating gold suit. Such a good sandbag can't end so soon."

Black Panther rolled his eyes, and almost spit out a mouthful of old blood.

"Go back to me!" Kyle swung violently, as if throwing a spear, and threw the black panther in his hand back to the platform. The black panther rolled and pushed the waves all the way until it hit the cliff It finally stopped on the wall.

"Father."

"king!"

Prince T'Challa, who was a few meters away, and the female guards shouted that they were about to surround and approach the Black Panther, but as soon as their footsteps moved, the Black Panther trembled and raised their hands to stop them.

"The battle is not over yet, the ancestor's rules can't be messed up..." The black panther said stubbornly, leaning against the wall to stand up, Kyle jumped and landed in front of him, his feet smashed and caused countless splashes.

"Do you still want to fight?" Kyle coldly stared at the black panther nearby. Under his tall physique, he was like an invincible black demon, covering the golden sunlight behind him, and a cold shadow completely shrouded his body. The trembling black panther.

"Can you tell me, how many fighting skills have you mastered?" The black panther asked slowly, there was no physical injury inside the body, but the physical and mental wear and tear was close to the limit of the aging body.

"One hundred and forty one." Kyle said this desperate number calmly.

"No wonder." Black Panther shook his head with difficulty, then clenched his fists hard, "Go ahead, the battle between us is not over yet! As the guardian of the Black Panther here, I have to complete my duty to defeat outsiders!"

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

'Boom! ’

The black panther's body was completely smashed on the wall behind him, and before he struggled to resist, another punch from Kyle came one after another, and continued to fall on his chest shirt. The cliff behind the Cracking Black Panther.

Punch after punch!

Kyle's red pupils flickered, and under the storm-like offensive, the black panther's body was smashed into the cliff wall bit by bit, so that the entire waterfall cliff trembled faintly.

This extremely violent and cruel scene caused countless citizens to tremble, and some knelt directly on the ground, their voices terrified and pleading, "Stop...hand!"

"Please, stop!"

"Your Majesty, please admit defeat!"

"Please! Don't fight again!"

For a time, the request words of countless indigenous people resounded above the area where the waterfall cliff was located.

T'Challa trembled when she saw the indigenous people bowing their heads, and suddenly understood why her father wanted to fight Kyle alone.

"Enough, please stop!" T'Challa, with tears in her eyes, jumped into the stage desperately, raised her hands in a deep voice and said, "I, Prince T'Challa, on behalf of Wakanda, formally propose to surrender!!"

The right fist stopped abruptly, and Kyle, who looked like a humanoid monster, raised his eyes and calmly stopped the offensive.

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