I'm in Marvel's infinite draw

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

The panther's face changed, from offense to defense, and after a few hasty encounters, under Kyle's most incisive fighting moves, he was defeated and retreated in a row.

Kyle sneered, the Zhenjin battlesuit is indeed unable to break through the defense at this stage, but the inner king has lost the ability to fight, and can only blindly resist the defense, then it is no longer a predator black panther, but a black panther that can only be beaten Coward.

He was unreasonable, and under the control of his superb skills, he easily suppressed the black panther and beat him. He suppressed him tightly without giving him any room to breathe, and slowly pushed him to the edge of the cliff with a drop of [-] meters.

This situation has evolved into a unilateral crushing and beating, and adults are training and teasing children, which silences the citizens who are watching from the side.

"Excellent!" Kyle's eyes lit up, and the fight became smoother and smoother. His whole body was full of enthusiasm. The inside of his body was like an oven under the battle. The raging fire was burning to increase his energy, while his outside was cold and ruthless. He kept 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 force, and the water splashed by the end of his swing exploded.

The old black panther king was in unspeakable misery, like a flat boat in a sea storm, completely becoming a moving sandbag chasing and pounding to the edge of the cliff.

"Aren't you admitting defeat?" Kyle asked coldly, the black panther that he hit rolled and jumped up again, almost knocking him out of the cliff.

The Black Panther King landed on all fours, carved into the rock with his nails and claws, and under the exclamation of the people, he barely stopped on the edge of the waterfall cliff, with one foot dangling outside.

"I'm a Black Panther! How could I lower my head!" The Black Panther King roared, using his last bit of strength to jump high, and threw himself at Kyle without hesitation.

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

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

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

"You?" Panther barely opened his eyes. He was hanging outside the cliff, his body turned upside down, but it was Kyle who held his calf with one hand and lifted his whole body up.

Just wondering why the other party rescued him.

Then, the Panther heard Kyle's muttering: "It's okay to fall off a cliff in a vibrating gold battle suit. Such a good resistance to sandbags, it can't end so soon."

The black panther rolled his eyes, so depressed and ashamed that he almost spit out a mouthful of old blood.

"Go back!" Kyle swung fiercely, like throwing a spear, and threw the panther in his hand back to the platform. The panther rolled and pushed the water all the way until it hit the cliff It finally stopped on the wall.

"Father."

"king!"

A few meters away, Prince T'Challa and the female guards yelled that they were about to surround the panther, but just as they moved, the panther stopped them with trembling hands.

"The battle is not over yet, the rules of the ancestors must not be messed up..." Black Panther said stubbornly, leaning against the wall to prop up, Kyle jumped and landed in front of him, his feet smashed down and caused countless splashes.

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

"Can you tell me how many fighting skills you have mastered?" Black Panther asked slowly. There was no real injury in the body, but the exhaustion of physical and mental strength was close to the limit of the aging body.

"140 kinds." Kyle said the desperate number calmly.

"No wonder." Panther shook his head with difficulty, and then clenched his fists vigorously, "Continue, the battle between us is not over yet! As the guardian here, Panther, I want to fulfill my duty of defeating outsiders!"

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

'Boom! '

The panther's body was completely smashed against the wall behind him. Before he could struggle to resist, another heavy punch from Kyle came one after another, and continued to land on his chest suit. The powerful impact force was transmitted, and even the vibration gold could not be unloaded. The cracked cliff behind the panther.

Punch after punch!

Kyle's red pupils flickered, and under the storm-like attack, the 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, some of them knelt on the ground, begging in horror, "Stop...hand!"

"Please, stop!"

"Your Majesty, please admit defeat quickly!"

"Please! Don't fight anymore!"

All of a sudden, the pleas of countless indigenous people resounded over the area where the waterfall cliff was located.

T'Challa trembled when he saw the bowed indigenous people, and suddenly understood why his father had to fight Kyle alone.

"Enough, please stop!" With tears in his eyes, T'Challa jumped into the falling stage desperately, raised his hands and said in a deep voice: "I, Prince T'Challa, represent Wakanda, and formally surrender!!"

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

In front of him, the whole body of the black panther was completely sunk into the hard cliff wall. Centered on him, the smooth and hard wall was covered with spider-like cracks.

Chapter 145 Cooperation with Wakanda

In the depths of Wakanda surrounded by wild mountains and forests, a city of the future created by technology.

In the very center of this immortal city, there stands a royal palace with ancient and cross-century technological characteristics, the floor mixed with vibrating metal, smooth as a mirror, and the majestic palace building is magnificent, shining dazzling golden light in the sun.

This is the residence of the Black Panther King, and at the same time serves as a place of weight for the royal family to discuss state affairs.

For thousands of years, the independently developed country of Wakanda has resisted and excluded outsiders, including foreign tribes, smugglers, and adventurers, and has tried its best to hide its true colors of advanced technology.

And today, two outsiders were finally recognized by the whole country of Wakanda, and they were allowed to step into the sacred place of the royal palace as guests of honor!

Countless aborigines surrounded and watched, the Black Panther King led in front, and Kyle and Howard followed behind, walking on the spacious avenue leading to the king's palace.

Aboriginal female guards holding vibrating gold spears lined up on both sides of the avenue, isolating the aboriginal residents outside.

"Kyle, it's really you. You see, now they are not as brutal as before." Howard whispered.

Kyle smiled knowingly, and said: "Whatever the laws and regulations of the country, big fists are the last word. Only extraordinary strength can override these things."

Otherwise, there would be no special case, and the natives would have judged and sanctioned them in the same way as they used to treat outsiders.

The residents on the side were still discussing. They looked at Kyle no longer with the usual contempt and disgust towards outsiders, but with a ray of respect from the bottom of their hearts in fear.

Only the strong will gain the respect of others, which is even more reflected in the natives of Wakanda, otherwise there will be no throne challenge ceremony.

Kyle single-handedly defeated the Black Panther King. In the previous battle, he showed a strong and extraordinary strength. Even if some natives were not convinced, they could only bow their heads and admit the opponent's strength.

"The aborigines here all have primitive and savage bad roots, and only Prince T'Chaka just now feels that he is a person living in the civilized age." Howard said, looking around the royal family members, whispered in a slightly surprised voice: " The members of the royal family are still there, why is the prince gone?"

Kyle said inexplicably: "Most likely to inherit the inheritance power of the Black Panther."

"Black Panther Power?" Howard was at a loss.

"Only the king here can have the power of inheritance, a kind of heart-shaped grass, after taking it, go through the ceremony of dreaming about the ancestors, and obtain the superhuman physique equivalent to a super soldier."

Kyle said calmly, looking at the Black Panther King in front of him with a thoughtful expression on his face.