Chapter 552

"You're Eric Stevens, a former member of the U.S. Navy Seal, a mercenary nicknamed 'murderer'."

After the throne, Princess Su Rui came over and introduced herself to the people present. Finally, her eyes fell on Eric's face opposite, "this is your real identity!"

"Well, it looks like you've done some homework! Unfortunately, that's not my real name, Princess highness."

"Who the hell are you?"

The leader of the river tribe with a stupid plate asked Eric.

"My name is nijadaka, the son of Prince nijob!"

At the mention of his father, Eric's mood was a little out of control. He shouted loudly, and his loud voice spread throughout the hall.

Prince niechob's son?

Hearing this identity, the whole audience was surprised for a moment.

In particular, the leaders of the four tribes got up from their seats and looked unbelievable.

I didn't expect that the unruly young man in front of me would be the child of Prince nichaub who had died for many years!

"I saw with my own eyes that there were leopard paw marks on my father's body!"

Eric pointed to tchala and said angrily, "you are not the son of the king, but the son of a cruel brother killer!"

"You're lying!"

The old queen immediately retorted, defending her late husband's reputation.

"I'm afraid not, your highness."

The defense commander wakabi took out Prince nichob's identity token, a panther pendant that only members of the royal family had, and presented it to tchala for personal inspection.

After checking it, he found that it was indeed a royal keepsake. Tchala's face stiffened and her eyebrows frowned more and more tightly.

"I am a member of the royal family. I want to exercise my inherent right to challenge you to the throne of the king and the successor of the power of the Panther!" Eric held his head high, as if there were two groups of revenge anger burning in his eyes, staring at the opposite tchala, the evil son of his father and enemy.

With an anxious look on her face, the old queen quickly stopped and said, "don't promise him, tchala! He must have a plot!"

"As the son of Prince nichaub, he does have this right."

"Yes, this is the rule founded by our ancestors and one of the creeds that every wakanda should believe in."

"We can't violate our ancestors and desecrate the ceremony recognized by the leopard goddess Baxter!"

"I think he's right."

The leaders of the river tribe, the mining tribe, the trade tribe, the border tribe and the four tribes present thought that Eric should be given a chance to challenge the throne!

For a time, the whole audience gradually quieted down.

People's eyes turned one after another to King tchala, who was thinking with positive hands and negative hands.

After a moment of meditation, tchala finally turned around. His expression was serious and a simple sentence broke the silence in the hall:

"I, techara, would like to accept the challenge to the throne from you, the son of former Prince nichab, nijadaka!"

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In the high mountains and flowing water, the watching platforms are full of people from all tribes.

Qi Yu, the foreign hero of wakanda, was also invited here to watch the duel.

Below the viewing platform, there is a shallow stone platform with waterfalls flowing.

Not far from the stone platform of the shoal, there is an abyss hundreds of meters high and fast flowing.

Once it falls, it can be called ten dead and no life.

Here is the natural battlefield of the throne challenge!

"For the sake of fairness and challenge, the king will now be deprived of the power of the Panther."

Priest Zuli drank the purple liquid for tchala all night. After drinking the bowl of purple water, there were spider like veins and veins protruding from top to bottom of tchala's body. Then he twitched briefly. Finally, when everything was normal, he took a long breath.

At present, tchala has been recovered from the power of the Panther and has become an ordinary human.

Indeed, even so, with his inherent strong physique, fighting skills learned over the years and a large number of combat training, even if the power of the Panther is recovered, his current strength is equivalent to a combat experienced special forces soldier.

However, he didn't know that the opponent standing in front of him, Eric Stevens, was actually more powerful than him and could be called the king of special forces!

The dense bulges and dots on him at the moment prove that thousands of human lives have been stained on his hands, which is simply killing God and beheading thousands of people on the battlefield!

"This is my last kind warning to you. Put down your weapons. We are relatives. We can solve the hatred in a peaceful way." techala reminded him that he obviously has a certain confidence in his own strength. Even if deprived of his powerful Panther power, he believes that with his mortal power, he can defeat the cousin in front of him.

However, tchala's advice has no suspense and can't play any role at all. How can a person's Three Outlooks and hatred for many years be easily changed and resolved because of each other's words?

"From the moment my father died, I have been preparing for today all my life!"

"I have cruel devil training, I lie, I pretend, I kill. I kill in the United States, I kill in Afghanistan, and Iraq, and even the black compatriots on the African continent!"

"And I kill countless people so that I can finally kill you! Use your blood to commemorate my dead father and let your dead old king repent in hell!"

Eric, with a sharp blade in his hands, pointed to the son of his father's enemy opposite and scolded angrily.

Seeing that the two sides would inevitably have a bloody war, Zu Li could not help shaking his head and sighing. Because of the seeds of hatred planted by the events of that year, two young royal family members are now going to have a bloody war. To tell the truth, he is very reluctant to see this kind of cousin killing each other.

"I announce the beginning of the challenge to the throne!"

With that, Zuli sadly withdrew from the shoal platform, leaving a lonely back.

On the shoal platform, after he announced the start of the duel, tchala and Eric officially started fighting.

Dang Dang!

On the duel ground, with the sound of water splashing, there came bursts of clear metal collision sound.

Both sides fight back and forth!

Originally, tchala thought that with his years of physical training, study of various fighting skills and a lot of combat practice, he thought he was also a world-class fighting master without the help of the supernatural power of the Panther.

However, the development of the duel obviously exceeded his expectations.

However, after almost ten rounds of fighting, tchala had obviously fallen into the disadvantage and was defeated one after another.

After ten rounds, there were two more bloody wounds on his body soon, one was chest scratch and the other was abdominal stab. Moreover, his physical strength was gradually exhausted and he began to breathe heavily. Eric, on the other hand, was only slightly skinned and slightly injured.

This made the prince factions watching the war on the hillside sweat for their king techala, especially techala's mother, the old queen, sister princess Surui and girlfriend najiya. These three women couldn't help showing their anxious face, and the old queen who cherished her son as her life was crying.

"Shouldn't we do something?" a royal female escort stationed around the duel platform said anxiously. Because of worry, he increased the strength of pinching and vibrating the gold spear in his hand.

"No." okye, the captain of the Royal Guard, shook her head. She looked at tchala, who was being beaten one punch after another. Her eyes were so distressed that a little ruddy appeared in her eyes. "As a people of wakanda, we have no right to interfere or deliberately favor and help on the way to the challenge of the throne."

At the same time, on the shoal platform, tchala has been beaten seven meat and eight vegetables, injured all over and seriously out of support.

If it is presented with a specific 1vs1 HP, the current situation can be said that tchala has lost 90% of his HP, while Eric has a huge 90% of his HP.

"Look, is this your king? A king who will lead you to the future?"

Techara was beaten to his knees. Eric grabbed his hair, pointed to him, looked at the tribal people on the observation stone platform and shouted, "he is a loser!"

With that, another punch made tchala vomit all the overnight meals.

Then he bent down, raised the seriously injured tchala, and walked forward to the edge of the cliff abyss.

Seeing him, I'm going to throw him into the abyss

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