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Chapter 237 Is this the strategist?

At this moment, T'Challa's situation was quite precarious.

After a round of intense fighting, his stamina was rapidly depleting, and his movements were becoming increasingly sluggish.

In contrast, the leopard showed no signs of fatigue, its attacks coming one after another, clearly indicating that it still had energy to spare.

After several rounds of fighting, T'Challa was covered in wounds, blood streaming down his chin, and looked quite disheveled.

T'Challa became increasingly alarmed as the fight progressed.

This leopard's physical condition was simply unlike that of a human, even comparable to his own after consuming the Heart-Shaped Grass. He even suspected that the other leopard might have also consumed the Heart-Shaped Grass.

"Is that all?"

The leopard slowed its attack slightly, its tone carrying a playful, cat-and-mouse tone.

Now enhanced, his strength far surpasses what it once was, making him a formidable opponent for T'Challa, who has lost his Black Panther powers.

If it weren't for the inability to kill T'Challa, he would have died several times over.

"Who said that?"

T'Challa gritted his teeth and forced himself to stay upright.

He would never relinquish the throne of Wakanda, even if it were his own cousin.

"T'Challa's eyes hardened, and he mustered the last of his strength to charge at Nijadaka, using his self-created martial art, Black Kick, to kick Nijadaka with all his might."

"This move is extremely vicious. It looks like it's kicking Nijadaka's dantian, but it actually attacks a little below the dantian. If you are hit, you will either foam at the mouth or die without children, which would be a disgrace to your ancestors."

"Who is Danijadaka? He's the chief instructor of the U.S. Special Forces, also known as Leopard Head!"

"He remained calm under pressure, his feet nimbly dodging T'Challa's deadly move. Then he unleashed his secret technique, the Leopard Fist. In an instant, the entire arena was filled with Nijadaka's fist shadows, enveloping T'Challa and sealing off all his movements."

T'Challa was greatly alarmed, thinking to himself that this boy was terrifyingly powerful.

"He gritted his teeth, endured several leopard-shaped punches, coughed up blood, and successfully grabbed Nijadaka with both arms, pinning him to the ground."

"Nijadaka was not to be outdone, and he also grabbed T'Challa with both hands, twisting his body to pin T'Challa down.

"At this moment, their eyes met, their breaths mingled, and a passionate spark ignited between them. T'Challa's eyes were alluring, and Nijadaka felt the body beneath him growing increasingly hot, his breathing becoming rapid. His hands slowly moved towards the other's half-naked body..."

Du Mu was passionately commentating from below the stage, fully demonstrating his profound writing skills honed from his past as a struggling author. However, before he had even finished half of his commentary, the two men who were wrestling in the arena suddenly separated as if they had been branded with hot irons, each rolling to one side with expressions of disgust on their faces.

Du Mu asked in surprise, "Why did you stop fighting?"

"Yeah, why did you stop?"

Su Rui nodded quickly; she was cracking sunflower seeds and listening to the most exciting part.

The leopard and T'Challa already had dark complexions, and now they looked even darker.

They've been holding back for a long time!

What the hell are they even explaining?!

Forget about the earlier parts, what kind of indecent and lewd language is that afterward?!

If it weren't for the fact that the other party was Du Mu, the hot-tempered Golden Leopard would probably have cursed out loud.

T'Challa also wanted to punch someone. How did he, the Crown Prince of Wakanda, a man of steel, become the one being teased in the commentary?

The two forced themselves to ignore Du Mu's explanation and started fighting again.

This time, they all avoided a prolonged fight, fearing that Du Mu's commentary style would once again shift from martial arts to Jin Ping Mei.

After Du Mu's explanation, the leopard lost interest in continuing to toy with T'Challa.

His eyes turned cold, and he unleashed his enhanced physical abilities without reservation. With a slight sway, he delivered a fierce whip kick towards T'Challa's abdomen!

T'Challa quickly raised his arms to block.

Bang!

With a heavy thud, he was thrown off the ground by the immense force and crashed heavily onto the platform.

Before T'Challa could even get up, the leopard's second kick followed, landing hard on his side.

"Ugh!"

T'Challa groaned, the little strength he had just gathered instantly dissipated, and he curled up and fell back to the ground.

The leopard stepped on T'Challa's back and said coldly, "Surrender, you're no match for me."

"I...I will not give up."

T'Challa spat out a mouthful of bloody saliva, his tone resolute.

The leopard sneered, "The outcome is already decided. Resisting to the end will only lead to death. Your father is gone now. If you die here today, what will happen to your mother and sister?"

"Son of T'Chaka, you don't want your mother and sister to be left without anyone to take care of them, do you?"

At this moment, the Golden Leopard revealed the true colors of a villain.

Oh no, he was the villain from the start.

Upon hearing this, T'Challa's eyes immediately softened.

He remained silent for a long time before finally lowering his head.

"...I surrender."

What?

T'Challa actually lost?

The entire room fell into a deathly silence of shock.

Prince T'Challa, who had even defeated the mighty M'Baku, was actually defeated by this suddenly returning prince's son?

The purple-robed elder paused for a moment, then announced loudly, "The challenge is over... The victor is Nijadaka!"

There were no cheers this time, because many people are still confused.

Are there any other challengers?

The purple-robed elder inquired according to procedure.

The royal members of each tribe looked at each other, but no one responded.

Even T'Challa was defeated; if they went up there, they would only be cannon fodder.

The purple-robed elder took a deep breath and declared loudly, "Therefore, I hereby declare that from this moment on, Nijadaka is the new King of Wakanda!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he placed a necklace symbolizing the king on the leopard.

At this moment, all the Wakandans present, regardless of their thoughts, solemnly raised their arms and crossed them in front of their chests, making a traditional gesture representing loyalty.

Even T'Challa and his family accepted the bet and did not object.

The fight was fair and just; the leopard didn't go all out against T'Cha. It's a case of the winner taking all, so there's not much to say.

T'Challa struggled to his feet, looked earnestly at the leopard, and said, "Nijadaka, I hope you can become a good king and lead Wakanda to a better future."

Are you teaching me to do things?

Do you think you're Mr. Doom?

The leopard glanced at T'Challa: "I don't mind you calling me Nijadaka now, but what will you call me from now on?"

T'Challa: "...Your Majesty."

Thus, the battle of ceremonies came to an end.

The leopard finally got his wish and became the new king of Wakanda.

According to the traditional procedure, his next step should be to consume the Heart-Shaped Herb to gain the power of the Black Panther, and then ascend the throne of Wakanda.

Du Mu became interested upon hearing this: "I'd like to see the heart-shaped grass, take me with you."

"OK."

Nijadaka naturally dared not disobey Du Mu's orders.

Even though he has now become the King of Wakanda, his life is still in Dumu's hands.

However, several tribal elders immediately stepped forward, their faces showing reluctance: "Your Majesty, the Heart-Shaped Grass is the most sacred treasure of Wakanda, and its place of growth has never been permitted for non-Wakandas to set foot on."

The leopard waved his hand, his tone leaving no room for doubt: "Simple. From now on, this man is Wakanda's strategist, second only to me in rank. His words are my words."

This was something he and Du Mu had agreed upon long ago.

As an outsider, Du Mu needed a legitimate position to stay in Wakanda, so he decided to become a strategist.

After all, he felt that he had always made a living with his brain.

Although the crowd had objections, they didn't want the new broom to burn them, so they had no choice but to obey orders.

The heart-shaped grass is located in Berning Zana, the capital of Wakanda.

Du Mu and the Golden Leopard traveled together to Bernin Zana in T'Challa's flying machine.

Although T'Challa was defeated by Leopard, he did not hold a grudge against Leopard. Instead, he pulled Leopard aside and asked him all sorts of questions, wanting to learn more about his cousin.

Upon learning that Leopard's father had already passed away and that he had struggled on the brink of death countless times while alone in the U.S. Special Forces, T'Challa's eyes revealed genuine sympathy and concern, and his words were full of concern and care.

The leopard was utterly annoyed.

In particular, T'Challa's intense concern for his family in his tone made him extremely irritable and itchy all over.

As for Du Mu, he approached Su Rui, the girl with dark skin, and they chatted about this and that.

[NPC: Su Rui]

Codename: Second Generation Black Panther

【Favourability: 20】

[Evaluation: One of the smartest people on Earth, Wakanda's top technical expert, single-handedly supporting Wakanda's technological development]

One of the smartest people on Earth—the significance of this assessment is self-evident.

It's worth noting that Shu Rui isn't very old; she's much younger than Tony.

This means that she not only possesses top-notch intelligence, but also enormous growth potential and malleability, making her a genius among geniuses, and her long-term value is immeasurable.

Du Mu was naturally unwilling to let such a talented person slip through his fingers.

If Su Rui could be brought into Hydra, the organization's overall technological level would experience a qualitative leap.

Su Rui didn't have any objection to Du Mu, the person who invited him to eat melon seeds.

Before long, she enthusiastically introduced her various masterpieces, such as the vibranium suit that can absorb and release kinetic energy, portable nanotechnology, and powerful sonic gun...

Shu Rui's research and inventions are comparable to alien technology.

Du Mu listened with admiration, which strengthened his resolve to bring Su Rui, a talented individual, into the organization, thus silencing certain people.

Recently, rumors have surfaced claiming that Du is a racist and rarely recruits Black people into his organization.

"slander"

Pure filth!

Aren't there many Black test subjects among the personnel at their Hydra experimental base?

Soon, they passed through the holographic energy camouflage surrounding Bernin Zana and truly entered the interior of the city.

It must be said that Wakanda's capital is indeed spectacular, blending traditional African aesthetics with a futuristic style, making it visually stunning.

The most eye-catching feature is the ubiquitous application of vibranium.

Looking around, Du Mu saw traces of vibranium in almost every corner of the city, which gave him an idea of ​​just how much vibranium Wakanda had.

The aircraft eventually landed at the entrance of a hidden cave on the outskirts of the city.

This is the sacred place for cultivating heart-shaped grasses, and only a select few are allowed to enter.

Stepping into the cave, the interior has been cultivated into neat plots of land, covered with strange plants that shimmer with a mysterious purple light.

Heart-shaped grass

[Description: A special plant mutated by vibranium meteorite radiation. Consuming its juice can greatly enhance the user's strength, speed, endurance, and sensory abilities, and also has a certain hallucinogenic effect, allowing the user to travel to the spirit realm.]

[Note: Its juice is only for consumption by those of Wakandan royal blood; it has a deadly toxic effect on outsiders.]

"Only those of Wakanda royal blood can take it?"

Du Mu felt a sudden wave of disappointment.

His original plan was to use the Heart-Shaped Grass as the core of the third phase of the Space Marine project, but now it seems that this path has been blocked by a biological lock.

Unless he lets the Black Panther and T'Cha spread their offspring, or if that doesn't work, he can have T'Chaka take over and frantically train their offspring to create a series of Black Panther warriors.

However, this method is far too time-consuming and difficult to implement.

However, Du Mu did not give up completely; there is always a way to overcome difficulties.

Since it cannot be taken directly, we can use people who can take it for research. By extracting data from those of royal lineage and analyzing their genetic secrets, we might be able to reverse engineer and develop a universally applicable black panther serum.

Whether it can be achieved or not is up to the scientists at the Hydra research base.

He's the boss; he only needs to come up with the ideas. The implementation is left to the workers.

Furthermore, this heart-shaped grass is not entirely useless.

At least...it seems quite good for poisoning.

Du Mu began to let his imagination run wild.

If one were to consume the heart-shaped herb, then inject themselves with the Super Soldier Serum and the Extremis Virus Serum, and finally obtain a few drops of Hulk's gamma-radiated blood...

This chaotic and haphazard combination of enhancements is probably more terrifying than any known poison in the world.

If it were used for poisoning, who could withstand it?

Of course, there is also a very small chance that this will give birth to an extremely powerful genetic monster, in which case Du Mu will be the one to cry.

Not long after, the leopard consumed the juice of the heart-shaped grass and was buried in the ground.

This is a necessary ritual for every king to obtain the power of the Black Panther; it involves burying a person alive, without giving them any chance to breathe.

It is said that this will allow you to see your deceased ancestors or other Wakandas.

Although Du Mu knew that the user was going to that so-called soul space, he was still speechless.

If anyone were buried like this for a long time, their oxygen-deprived brain would start playing a replay in their mind, seeing the deceased waving at them.

Seeing that the leopard had been buried for several minutes without moving, Du Mu raised an eyebrow.

Could this thing have been left behind there?

So he went over to check on the leopard.

T'Challa's expression changed upon seeing this: "Wait, strategist, we can't yet..."

Before he could finish speaking, the leopard in the ground suddenly jumped up, its eyes bloodshot and its expression extremely agitated.

He happened to see a figure in front of him, and instinctively swung his fist at the person.

Bang! !

The leopard was sent flying backwards and embedded itself in the earthen wall.

T'Challa was dumbfounded as he watched Du Mu slowly retract his fist.

This guy's a strategist?!

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