Take the Hyperion to Marvel

But the current situation certainly cannot be compared with history, after all, they are all brothers who grew up together, and T'Challa here, the guy who challenged him, he only knows the name of the other party.

"T'Challa, I challenge you in the name of Ni Jadaka!" Looking at the guy in front of him who raised his finger and pointed at himself, with fierce eyes and a firm tone, T'Challa knew that this would be a battle. It's been a hard fight.

In the afternoon of the next day, at the edge of a gentle small waterfall, surrounded by mountains on three sides, the scenery is beautiful, and it is also a natural duel venue. The challenges of the kings of all generations are carried out here. This is a sacred place to witness history.

There are dense potholes in the mountains in three directions. These were artificially built by the ancients, not using modern technology. A long time ago, these three cliffs existed as [audience seats], gathering various tribes, allowing Wa The people of Kanda watched the birth of the next king.

At this time, there were three people on the waterfall, T'Challa, Jadaka, and an old woman who was in charge of the referee.

T'Challa was holding a wooden spear and two short knives on his waist. He looked up at the top of the auditorium, where were his closest relatives, his sister and mother, and those who had been with him since he was a child. Okeyye, the chief guard, they all looked at themselves silently at this moment.

"Brother, come on, don't lose to that guy!" Shu Li waved her hand, as if she wanted to say something more, but she was interrupted by a woman beside her. The sacred duel venue does not allow noise or meaningless words, so His mother had no choice but to nod to him, showing a faint smile.

T'Challa nodded to show his understanding, then looked at the old lady in the middle of the field, "I'm ready, I can start!"

The old woman sighed, then took out a stone bowl and walked towards T'Challa, which contained some strange-looking black liquid, but T'Challa drank it without hesitation, which is a basis The effect of the special potion prepared from [Heart-shaped Grass] is very simple, that is, to eliminate the effect of [Heart-shaped Grass], and make T'Challa change from [Superman] to [Ordinary Person].

"Ah——!!!" The black veins bulged, and the medicine flowed down from the esophagus, but it seemed to cut all the blood vessels passing by. T'Challa fell to his knees, growled unbearably, and eliminated his ability It is definitely more painful than gaining abilities. Apart from the physical pain, T'Challa clearly felt that the strength of his whole body was slowly getting smaller, and his senses were getting weaker...

Should it be said that fortunately, the continuous effect of this potion is strong enough?In less than 30 seconds, T'Challa completely lost the blessing of the heart-shaped grass, and the pain disappeared. He stood up again, tightened the spear in his hand, and felt the power in his body now. It has to be said that this duel , there is some injustice.

For the sake of [fairness], he had to give up the power of the heart-shaped grass in public, but if he gave up, T'Challa who suddenly lost his power would not be able to adapt immediately, so even if both of them are at the level of [ordinary people], but T'Challa would be at a disadvantage, but this is the rule, there is no way.

Jadaka, who was looking at T'Challa from a distance, also tightened the weapon in his hand. He smiled from the heart. He had waited too long for this moment. All his efforts in the first half of his life were all in vain. In order for this moment!For this moment to win!

Jadaka's weapon is a broadsword and a shield, and another identical knife is carried on his back, but like T'Challa, his weapon is also extremely crude. According to tradition, the two will use the most primitive weapon at this time. Using the most primitive weapons to prove who is the strongest, just like the ancients used wisdom and simple weapons to hunt, who is the hunter and who is the prey?

Fortunately, Mo Xiao is not here, and he doesn't know the details of the competition, otherwise he will definitely complain wildly. What's the use of this nima competition, why don't you just snap your wrist to see who is stronger and whoever is stronger will be the king?

Can't the competition be updated? With the development of science and technology, it is a good thing to cherish the past, but you can't stand still. No matter how powerful the hand-to-hand combat is, is it better than a gun?It's better to compare who can shoot accurately and who can dodge bullets more quickly.

After waiting for a while, as if giving T'Challa time to rest, the old woman said, "At this moment, the second son Jadaka is challenging the eldest son T'Challa!"

"Let us witness who is the truly trustworthy and powerful king!"

"call--!"

"what--!"

"call--!"

"what--!"

The moment the old lady finished speaking, everyone in the auditorium began to shout rhythmically. The simple two syllables contained countless meanings.

"I declare, the battle begins...!"

Chapter 416 Hope

At the same time, when the great event of king alternation was happening in Wakanda, Strange, who had been rescued, also woke up in the hospital. After the initial recuperation and treatment, he was out of danger. His hands were not kept from the most important part of the injury during the impact. Of course, this does not mean that his hands were gone, but that the nervous system in his hands was severely damaged, and he could no longer perform any precise work. For another ordinary person, this may not be a big problem, and he can live as he should, but for a surgeon who relies on his hands for food, this directly ruins his career and future.

"Palmer, tell me, this...it's not true..." Holding a thin chapter of white paper with trembling hands, Strange looked up at the The blonde woman in front, her name is Palmer, is Strange's colleague and his girlfriend.

But the facts are facts after all, Palmer lowered his head and said in a low voice, "Stephen, I know you are suffering now, but...but the nerves in your hands are injured too badly, even if you use [enhanced version 4.15] to recuperate It's also difficult to work, you know, the injury is much lighter than your current condition, and there is no precedent for a complete recovery..."

"Yes, that's right, this is it!" Strange, who was originally desperate, seemed to grasp some hope, and he threw away the report in his hand, "Palmer, remember what I told you before Guess?"

"No matter which company it is, the products launched on the market will generally be lower than the company's internal version. I have carefully read the ingredients and efficacy of [Clios 4.15], and I guess which drug is the castration version. If If it is the full version, it should have the possibility to heal my hands!"

"The castrated version? The castrated version can have such a medicinal effect, how can this be..." Palmer suddenly lost his voice as he spoke, yes, how could it be impossible, it was just that she never cared about this before. This kind of thing, but if you think about it carefully, it is completely possible if it is anti-entropy, "Then you..."

"I'm going to meet the developer of this drug and have a face-to-face talk with him. No matter what price I pay, I'm willing!" Strange's expression was firm, and after he had determined the policy, he was very willing to execute it. Quickly, he first made an appointment at Anti-Entropy through the normal procedures, and then the next day, regardless of everyone's obstruction, he went through the discharge procedures at the hospital, with thick bandages wrapped around his hands, and Strange went to Anti-Entropy's headquarters alone.

Through the spacious automatic gate, Strange walked step by step into the tidy anti-entropy hall. As one of the richest large companies today, the design concept of anti-entropy has not changed from the beginning to now. , are all based on simplicity and cleanliness, and the architectural style and interior decoration do not feel rich or ostentatious.

Strange came to the front desk and wanted to raise his hand to knock on the table, but found that just raising his hand caused him pain for a long time, so he had no choice but to say directly, "Well, I'm here to find... .”

Just halfway through the conversation, Strange couldn't help being taken aback. Although the front desk blocked part of his vision, he still vaguely saw the girl at the front desk lowering her head and feeding a flower with the bread in her hand. white flowers?

"Ah... you... hello!" Hearing the sudden voice next to her ear, the girl at the front desk was frightened and stood up. She looked at Strange who didn't know when he came over with some embarrassment. "Well, do you need any help?"

Putting the question behind him for a while, Strange said, "I am Stephen Strange who made an appointment to see Dr. Mo yesterday. The time is almost up. Where should I go to meet him?"

"Uh...emmm, is that Mr. Strange?" The front desk lady checked the appointment schedule, and found that there was indeed this person and she immediately showed a surprised expression after being approved. After all, the appointment wanted to see Mo There are quite a few people who are Akatsuki, but this is the first time she has seen someone who has been approved.

"It's in reception room No. 16 on the [-]th floor. Come with me, and I'll take you there..." Putting on her employee ID, the receptionist led Strange to the employee elevator. After a click, the elevator door slowly opened. Halfway, she couldn't hold back her curiosity and said to the man next to her, "Well, are you and Dr. Mo acquaintances?"

"No... is there a problem?"

"No, it's just a little strange. You are the first guy I've ever seen who made an appointment without being rejected. How did you do it?"

Hearing this answer, Strange was stunned for a moment, yes, why?He made an appointment yesterday and was approved today. The speed is amazing, and there are no twists and turns in the middle. Now that I think about it, it is a little strange...

But when things were like this, he could still dove the other party and run back by himself?Just for the chance to heal his hands, it is impossible for him to run back.

"Ding--"

After a short wait, the elevator arrived at the designated floor, and the front desk lady led Strange to a door, "Here it is, there are still 10 minutes before the appointment time, you can go in and wait for a while, Mr. Mo You should be there in a while, I won't accompany you in..."

After waving his hand and watching the other party leave, Strange took a deep breath, then opened the door with his shoulder and walked in. The room is not big, and there are no other extras except the necessary table and chairs. He turned around and found that the place was so ordinary that it couldn't be more ordinary, so he found a chair and sat down, "Is there really hope to heal my hands here?"

Originally, he was full of fantasies about this place, thinking that such powerful anti-entropy must be something special, but the reality turned out to be so ordinary...

Twenty minutes later, Mo Xiao also came here on time. He opened the door and walked in with a bag of documents. The first thing he saw was Strange, who was sitting upright, looking like he had been waiting for a long time. He found a place to wait. After opening the chair and sitting down, he slowly said, "Doctor, I know what you are looking for me for, and anti-entropy does have medicine that can satisfy you, but you must know that there is no good thing in the world that you can get for nothing... .”

"Really?" Strange stood up excitedly when he heard the first half of the sentence, "Doctor, as long as I can heal my hands, I can give everything I have!"

Chapter 417 Reckless Man