The huge sky garden is transformed like an ingenious machine.

Such a scene was observed by the whole world in various ways, and those satellites did not talk about it for the time being, but just the live broadcast helicopter of the TV station that tried to get close to the world, showing such an amazing change to the world, which made people excited, amazed, and even drove the reporters to get closer.

Semiramis did not stop the helicopters from approaching.

Rather, this is exactly her will, the black coffin that has been gathered slowly moves, and even gives the eyes of the world a way.

The transformation of the whole palace was quelled in this focus, and on one side was the enclosure that rose from the center of the throne, and all the servants stood on the stairs, and the stairs and the enclosure spread to both sides, enclosing an open space the size of a football field.

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

Duel Arena.

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

The only two people standing in it were holding each other.

Shen He, whom everyone knows, and Wakanda's Black Panther uniform, which appears several times in online propaganda.

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

When everyone began to realize this, people were rightfully excited.

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

"Brother...... ...... alone"

In the royal palace of Wakanda, T'Challa's family was also paying attention to the three-dimensional picture placed in the center of the main hall, and his sister Princess Surui, the most powerful technical expert in Wakanda, couldn't help but tighten T'Challa's heart.

"It's his own choice." The old king sat on the throne and kept his eyes on it.

Although disappointed by T'Challa's naivety, he also hopes that his son will win.

"If the opponent is Shen He....." Princess Su Rui quickly opened the virtual interface and tapped, "The other party also has a pair of armor, which is very tough and can repair itself, but it does not have the ability to absorb impacts...... Why haven't they started yet? ”

Under the nervous gaze of everyone in the main hall, the two people in the middle of the arena were just standing.

Everything is in place, but before we can get started, there is one thing that needs to be done.

Sign the gambling agreement.

A roll of parchment flew in front of T'Challa under the control of Semiramis.

It says a good bet just now.

T'Challa wins, Shen He will personally apologize, he has failed, and he will pay the price of vibranium.

It's not fair.

However, T'Challa was not even qualified to challenge.

"What's written on that piece of parchment!?"

The old king stood up at once, looked at his son, took off his armor and gloves, bit his fingers, and pressed the blood mark on them.

"I can't see clearly." Princess Su Rui tried to zoom in on the camera, "There's light up there." ”

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

Although he had already guessed that there was a treaty unfavorable to Wakanda on that piece of parchment, if he refused at this moment, his son would probably lose his qualification to fight.

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

Even if he died in the arena, he fought to protect his glory, which was no longer a regret for the proud T'Challa.

"They started."

Princess Su Rui couldn't help but come to the old king's side and hold her father's palm tightly.

The two people in the camera, after signing the agreement, finally moved.

It should be said that it is T'Challa that has changed.

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

It's not preying on prey, it's challenging the stronger.

Blood, running down his clenched lip.

The battle was lost, and he would become a sinner in Wakanda, and the mere thought of that weighed him down a little.

And Shen He just stood flat like this, with no change in his expression and no fighting posture.

He was even hesitating whether to take out the imperial tool, which was haunted by evil spirits.

"Lord of the Chaldeans...... I will defeat you! ”

With an extremely suppressed declaration, T'Challa swooped over, his claws slicing across the ground, and the moment he reached Shen He, his body twisted at an incredible angle, grabbing the back of Shen He's head fiercely.

With the sharpness of vibranium.

This hit is his victory.

Burst!

The imaginary impact didn't happen, and the inevitable blow hit the soft mercury.

A defensive form of the Moon Marrow Ipoca.

"It's not a reciprocal battle at all."

Shen He sighed, stretched out his palm, and the liquid moon marrow spirit liquid gathered in his hand, turning into a huge long knife, and then slashed through the air with a sharp sound in an instant, slashing at the black panther's waist with a fierce slash, knocking him out along with the sudden explosion of air waves in the air, sliding heavily across the ground.

The current T'Challa is not a real panther at all.

The defense of this first-generation vibranium uniform was far less powerful than that of the future nanoform, and he himself had not yet taken the heart-shaped grass to strengthen his physique.

As for Shen He himself, he has already exceeded level forty, and he once used the enhancement card to briefly reach level sixty, but he can fight hard with the water behind the saint in the blackened state.

The battle isn't over yet, though.

Not far away, the panther slowly rose from the ground.

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

"Yes......" Semiramis smiled with pleasure on his lips, "that's it." ”

“......”

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

Boom ——!

Another all-out slash.

"Brother!"

Princess Su Rui couldn't help but scream, she kept collecting data on the computer, but it turned out to make her fall into the abyss.

How so......

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

Even without calculations, she could easily get the final result.

T'Challa's hope of victory is nil.

People all over the world see that this is not a fight, but a one-sided ravage.

T'Challa rushed up again and again, and then was knocked away again and again, Shen He didn't even move his footsteps in the slightest, and each blow made a shuddering air explosion in the air,

"It's cruel."

"Why stand up?"

"It's already possible!"

Many people on the Internet began to worry about T'Challa, but Shen He didn't chase or ridicule, he just told T'Challa the facts again and again that there was a huge gap in strength.

But each time, T'Challa used all his strength to stand up and roar and attack, even though his movements were getting slower and slower, and he did not stop for a moment.

With each swing of Shen He's attack, it became heavier and heavier.

He could have taken off the opponent's helmet, stunned the opponent, and easily ended this unsuspenseful battle and showed his mercy.

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

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

He knew that he was going to lose, and in his infinite despair, he could only fill his inner remorse and guilt for Wakanda with everything he had.

This made Shen He hesitate.

He finally understood the meaning of Semiramis's bad taste.

Calm, pity, sorrow, or arrogance.

There was no right or wrong in this battle, both sides were betting on their own positions that they could not retreat, but T'Challa's despair at the moment was undoubtedly given to him by Shen He using the power in his hands.

It won't be the first time, and it won't be the last.

Then, in front of Joan of Arc, Violet, the two ceremonies, Saiki Kusuo, and so on.

How should I choose?

Semiramis ...... You're really giving me a problem.

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

Haunted by evil spirits!

The monster's roar resounded through the arena, and the hideous armor with bone spurs wrapped around its body, and its fierce aura exploded in an instant.

A spear, appearing in the hand.

"I am not qualified to have pity on you." Shen He walked towards T'Challa step by step, "Since you want to die as a black panther, then I respect your choice." ”

No more hands-on.

No longer thinking about leaving the 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 he had never had before.

The strength of the whole body converges on the edge of the spear.

T'Challa faced the biting cold with no sense of relief, for he finally understood that his own honor, his own death, could not make up for the great loss he had inflicted on Wakanda.

Boom ——!

The tip of the spear piercing the mountain struck him in the chest, and the piercing tearing sound mingled with the loud sound of impact.

The helmet came off under the wave of air, accompanied by large mouthfuls of blood.

T'Challa's body flew heavily over the arena under this blow, hitting the wall, and in the camera frame, the supposedly unbreakable first-generation Black Panther armor had already appeared several cracks.

Even Thor's hammer can be crushed.

What's more, this is nothing more than a battle armor woven into vibranium.

Blood had completely filled T'Challa's mouth, and he felt life leaving him, his chest had grown cold, and his vision had begun to blur.

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

Shen He no longer hesitated.

The spear slashed deep marks on the ground, and Shen He could feel the firmness in his heart with every step he took out, this was T'Challa's choice, and it was also his choice.

Final Blow!

It slammed into the ground, stirring up a 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, spears stuck in the ground, and he really felt the anger surging in his heart.

No one else should interfere in such a battle.

“master。” The figure of the empress appeared in front of Shen He, her beautiful face was full of grievances, "The battle is over, just received a message from Wakanda, their king is willing to admit defeat and take all the decisions that T'Challa has made. ”

“......”

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

The video was received just before he threw the final blow.

"You passed the bet over?" 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 recognize the content of the bet, wouldn't there be no need to fight at all?" ”

"......" Shen He glanced at her deeply.

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

However, she is her own servant.

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

"Thank you."

Shen He whispered, and the spear and battle armor in his hand dissipated like smoke.

He already knew what kind of person the empress was.

has already decided to accept it together with that "poison", not to mention, he believes that everything the empress does is for his ideals.

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

- What hypocrisy and cunning this is.

Semiramis bit her lip, obviously did something against the will of the master, and was even ready to be scolded, but what is this thank you, how can she put her insidious evil taste into action in the future, wouldn't this sooner or later become a man's good baby like those stupid women.

That's ridiculous!

Shen He didn't fail to feel Semiramis's complicated feelings, because he saw Joan of Arc and Violet's smiles.

It doesn't matter what the outcome is.

The important thing is that he made the decision not to use this power in his hands to give his opponent insulting mercy.

......

......

As if a long night had passed, T'Challa slowly opened his eyes.

This is the familiar roof.

He returned to Wakanda, to his room.

And the old back.

"Father's ......"

T'Challa struggled to his feet, only to find that his body, which should have been badly wounded, was intact, and even had a kind of strength flowing through his limbs that he had never felt before.

Dreamland?

Or is it an afterlife hallucination?

"It's the effect of the heart-shaped grass." As if aware of T'Challa's incomprehension, the old king turned slowly, looking at his son with cloudy eyes.

"Father."

T'Challa finally realized that this was not a dream, and he fell out of bed, prostrate himself at his father's feet, and lowered his once proud head, repenting and weeping from the heart.

"I don't deserve to be a black panther, I'm a sinner in Wakanda, why waste heart-shaped grass on me, I should be like the most humble servant, accept the scolding of the people."

"No, my child." The old king trembled and put his rough palm on T'Challa's head, "You have shown the people 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 trembled, and he thought of the gamble that had his blood on it.

"It doesn't matter." The old king laughed, and there was real lightness in this laughter, "Technology is not important, vibranium is even less important, Wakanda has never relied on these, because there is nothing more powerful than a true king, and a people who are full of confidence in this king......"

At the moment of T'Challa's defeat.

It was not the old king, not the queen, not Princess Su Rui, who was eager to save him.

Rather, it was spontaneous, gathered outside the palace, the people of Wakanda.