Eric Kermango allowed T'Challa to retain the powerful strength bestowed by the heart-shaped herb and dueled him with the strength of a black panther.
The Wakanda people were full of praise for Eric Kermango's toughness and confidence.
Although Wakanda's technology was very advanced now, the traditions that had been passed down for thousands of years were still well maintained. Just like their Elder Council system and the waterfall challenge ceremony before the king ascended to the throne, the Wakanda people still worshipped the strong in their hearts.
If he could really defeat the black panther who possessed the powerful strength bestowed by the panther god and was in peak condition, then he would definitely be worthy of the title of Wakanda's strongest warrior. This would also prove that Eric Kermango was the new and stronger guardian chosen by the panther god to lead Wakanda to a powerful new king!
Of course, there were also people who felt that he was too arrogant. He actually dared to challenge the powerful guardian black panther bestowed by the Panther God. Those who originally thought highly of him couldn't help but change their minds. How could an ordinary person defeat the black panther? He would pay the price for his arrogance.
Seeing Zu Li put away the potion, T'Challa slowly stood up from the pool and walked to Eric Kermango's side.
Since he was so arrogant and dared to challenge the power of a black panther, T'Challa didn't mind teaching him a good lesson!
Eric Kermango took off his gorgeous king's robes and a servant behind him hurriedly stepped forward to take his clothes and retreated to the side.
Eric strode to the center of the pool and stood opposite T'Challa. At this moment, both of them were topless and their strong bodies and well-defined muscles were fully displayed in front of everyone.
As a black panther, T'Challa could already be considered very strong, but Eric Kermango's body was even more shocking.
His huge body was more than two meters tall and his muscles were bulging, solid and powerful, full of explosive power. His two arms seemed to be cast from steel and were even thicker than T'Challa's thighs, as if he could smash a person into meat paste with a single punch. His two slender and thick thighs were like iron pillars. If he kicked someone, it probably wouldn't be any lighter than a battering ram.
His broad and firm chest muscles were like two thick iron shields, containing great power and seemingly able to withstand fierce attacks. His broad shoulders, firm waist and abdomen were all clearly defined and full of power, showing the terrifying power contained in his huge body. He was like a humanoid beast from ancient times, full of great pressure that shook people's hearts.
While the onlookers on top of the waterfall exclaimed in surprise, they also understood his confidence. With such a majestic body, the power it contained must be extremely shocking. It was no wonder he was so confident, allowing Tchara to retain the strength of the black panther that he obtained after strengthening the heart-shaped herb.
Those who originally thought he was too arrogant and would definitely be defeated by T'Challa were now unsure of who would win and who would lose.
Before the battle officially started, two priests each carried a vessel forward and drew the ancient totem pattern of Wakanda on their bodies to show that their duel had received the approval of the panther god.
While the priests were carrying out the ancient ritual, Princess Su Rui of Wakanda, who was standing beside Chen Mo, suddenly turned her head to look at Chen Mo under the cliff behind the pool.
When Chen Mo and Eric Kermango entered the palace's meeting hall that day, everyone's attention was focused on killing Ulysses Crowe, the son of Prince Nijob who came to fight for the throne, Eric. They didn't pay much attention to Chen Mo and only thought that he was Eric's subordinate.
When T'Challa took the initiative to give up the throne and Eric became king, Wakabi directly released him from his shackles. After that, Chen Mo, as the king's comrade and the hero who assisted in killing Ulysses Crowe, became an honored guest of Wakanda.
It was also because of this that he could now stand beside the pond with a group of elders and members of the royal family, witnessing the sacred ceremony of challenging the throne.
"I know who you are!"
Princess Su Rui turned to look at Chen Mo's side profile and said in a low voice.
Chen Mo heard her but didn't react at all. His eyes were still fixed on the two people in the pond, completely unmoved.
Su Rui was so angry that she secretly gritted her teeth.
"You are Commander Chen Mo!"
"Seventy years ago, you piloted the Hydra's super bomber, the Valkyrie Goddess, into the ocean and were frozen in the glacier. Not long ago, you were discovered by a scientific team and woke up after thawing."
Chen Mo didn't seem to hear her at all and still didn't react.
Su Rui glared fiercely at Chen Mo and said angrily.
"This is all reported on TV, but I don't know! You are now a major general of the United States Army, but you are actually a high-ranking member of an international secret organization, the Strategic Homeland Defense Attack and Logistics Bureau, the commander of the special forces! "
Chen Mo turned to look at Su Rui. It seemed that Wakanda's intelligence organization wasn't completely useless, they still found some superficial information.
"Don't you all uphold world peace and protect the safety of mankind? Why are you with this evil murderer? "
Chen Mo heard her and smiled slightly, looking into Su Rui's eyes and said slowly.
"Evil? Not necessarily. "
After Chen Mo finished speaking, he didn't pay attention to Princess Su Rui and turned to look at the pond.
While the two were talking, the shaman had finished drawing the totem and retreated.
In the pond, the two who had completed the pre-battle ritual each picked up their weapons. Naked upper bodies, ancient totems, and traditional Wakanda cold weapons, the two in the challenge pond were like two primitive warriors, facing each other sternly.
T 'Challa held a shield in his left hand and a sharp short spear in his right hand. Eric Kermango held a short spear in one hand and a broad and heavy long sword in the other.
Their weapons looked ordinary, but they were made of precious vibranium and were incomparably sharp.
Seeing that the two were ready, High Shaman Zu Li raised the beautiful long spear in his hand.
"Challenge, begin!"
As High Shaman Zu Li's long spear struck the ground, the two's battle officially began.
The two rushed forward at almost the same time, the knee-deep pond water couldn't slow them down at all. When they rushed forward, the huge force in front of them pushed the water away, splashing high up into the air.
Amidst the splashes of water that filled the sky, the two of them crashed into each other heavily.
Eric Kermango directly raised the heavy long sword in his hand and chopped at T 'Challa's head. T' Challa quickly raised his shield and blocked the powerful blow.
In the beginning, Eric deliberately controlled his strength. The two of them seemed to be evenly matched, and the fight was incomparably intense.
The spectators' eyes were completely attracted by the fierce battle. They also realized that Eric Kermango wasn't blindly arrogant, but really had the strength.
They couldn't help but be shocked by his strength. The black panther had been their guardian for generations and had received the blessings of the panther god, possessing strength far exceeding that of ordinary people. But Erik Kermango hadn't taken the heart-shaped herb and had received the powerful strength bestowed by the panther god, yet he was able to fight on par with T 'Challa. They couldn't help but be shocked.
However, it was still too early for them to be shocked.
After a fierce battle, Eric Kermango very quickly grasped T 'Challa's strength. His physical fitness was roughly four times that of ordinary people, just as Chen Mo said. His fighting skills could also be considered quite good, but compared to him, he was still lacking by quite a bit.
After grasping T 'Challa's details, Eric didn't have any intention of continuing to delay.
When T 'Challa exerted all his strength and brandished his short spear to hack at him, the long blade in Eric's right hand met the short spear with a forceful chop. The huge force directly knocked the short spear out of T' Challa's hand and inserted it into the rock under his feet.
Eric didn't stop there. While T 'Challa was still in a daze, the short spear in Eric's left hand quickly stabbed at him.
Having lost his weapon, T 'Challa hurriedly raised his shield to block, his free right hand supporting the bottom of the shield. Even so, Eric's stab still made him involuntarily take a step back.
The short spear attack was blocked, but Eric didn't stop there. Without waiting for T 'Challa to react, the long sword in his right hand once again chopped at the shield.
Next, the two weapons in Eric's hands took turns to attack, launching fierce attacks at T 'Challa's firmly raised shield. The huge force shook T' Challa's hands to the point that they became numb. His feet also couldn't help but be pushed back again and again. Soon, he retreated to the edge of the cliff.
Just as T 'Challa was about to fall off the cliff, Eric Kermango threw down the short spear in his left hand amidst the cries of the crowd. He grabbed the edge of the shield that T' Challa was stubbornly supporting with one hand, and with a forceful pull of his thick arm, he threw T 'Challa and his shield into the pool behind him.
T 'Challa fell heavily into the knee-deep pool, the shield in his hand also flying out and falling to the side.
Although he completely lost his weapon and fell to the ground in a sorry state, he still managed to escape the fate of being thrown off the cliff.
But without waiting for the queen and the others to relax, Eric Kermango turned around and walked in large strides towards T 'Challa. Sticking his long sword into the ground, Eric raised his iron fist, and punched T' Challa who had just crawled up, heavily knocking him to the ground.
When he crawled up again, what greeted him was another incomparably swift punch, heavily hitting his chest, faintly accompanied by 'ka ka' sounds of broken bones.
T 'Challa was knocked down again and again, but he crawled up again and again. Only, the time he spent was getting longer and longer, and the time he could persevere was getting shorter and shorter.
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