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Chapter 471, Chapters 858 and 859: Duel
"you……"

Seeing that more and more tribal chiefs were choosing to wait and see, Queen Ramanda looked at King Tchaka with some anxiety and couldn't help but urge him:
"Tchaka, say something! What are we going to do next?"

King T'Chaka, seated on the vibranium throne, stared at the impetuous young Eric Steve for a moment, as if making a decision in his heart, and then spoke in a deep voice:

“Alright, since you want to avenge Nicholas Job, then I've decided to accept your challenge…”

"Wait a moment."

Seeing that his father was about to fall into Eric Steve's trap, Prince T'Challa quickly spoke up to stop him, saying in an extremely firm tone:
"Father, if possible, I would like to accept his challenge in your place!!"

A hint of relief appeared in King Tchaka's eyes. He knew that his son was only proposing such an outrageous plan at this time because he was thinking of his own safety.

But the opponent was only a prince, not a king, so even if he eventually defeated Eric Steve, it would be of no use.

“Child, I’m very pleased to see your courage, but he’s going to challenge the Black Panther, so I’ll take his place…”

"It's just hiring someone to play for you, right? I agreed."

Unexpectedly, at that moment, Eric Steve suddenly spoke up, "If it's him, it's not impossible..."

He raised his hand and pointed at King T'Chaka on the vibranium throne, sneering defiantly:
"However, you must make a promise before all the tribal chiefs that once I defeat your son in battle, you must immediately abdicate and hand over the throne to me... Otherwise, you will be scorned by the [Black Panther Goddess], and your soul will be unable to return to the 'ancestral land' after death!!"

Eric Steve made this decision not out of arrogance.

On the contrary, this was a choice he made after careful consideration.

Although he really wanted to tear King T'Chaka to pieces.

However, considering that even after defeating his opponent, Prince T'Challa could still exercise the same right to challenge him...

At that point, fueled by extreme anger, the other side will inevitably fight to the death.

This situation is clearly more disadvantageous for him.

Therefore, it would be better to focus on eliminating the hot-blooded young Prince T'Challa first...

That left only an old man, who couldn't cause any trouble in Eric Steve's eyes.

In addition, he had promised Albert Wesker that he would take care of Prince T'Challa in exchange for the latter removing the parasites from his body.

This way, you can achieve two goals at once.

It was precisely because of all these considerations that Eric Steve ultimately changed his mind.

"it is good."

King T'Chaka let out a long, weary sigh, then looked at Eric Steve and Prince T'Challa and said:

"In that case, my son T'Challa will take my place in the next challenge..."

“I hereby swear to the great [Black Panther Goddess] Buster that if my son T'Challa achieves final victory, I will immediately pass the throne and the title of [Black Panther] to him…”

"If T'Challa loses to Ni Jadaka, son of Nie Job, then I will, as promised, pass the throne and the title of 'Black Panther' to him... If I break this oath, my soul will never be able to enter the 'Ancestral Land'!!"

In Wakanda, the oath made in the name of Buster, the Black Panther Goddess, is arguably the highest level of oath.

Therefore, Eric Steve had no doubt about it.

Prince T'Challa, on the other hand, clenched his fists tightly and said firmly, "Father, rest assured, I will definitely win this battle!!"

……

More than half an hour later.

Eric Steve and Prince T'Challa were taken to a cliffside waterfall, the very spot where the Black Panthers had taken their challenge.

However, compared to the grand scale of the past, only a handful of people participated in this challenge this time, almost all of whom were tribal chiefs who had previously been in the palace, as well as King T'Chaka's family.

"Mother, please don't worry, that guy is no match for my brother..."

Princess Surui held Queen Ramanda's cold, dark hand and whispered comfortingly, "I bet this challenge won't even last five minutes!"

Queen Ramanda remained silent, but her palms were already sweaty.

She was worried about her son, and at the same time, she was worried about her husband's throne.

Queen Ramanda glanced at King Tchaka, who remained silent beside her, with a slightly resentful look, and a feeling of regret welled up in her heart.

She regretted not having stood by her own opinion and secretly sent men to kill Nicholas Job's children behind King T'Chaka's back.

If that were the case, this situation wouldn't have happened today.

However, it was too late to say anything now. All she could do was silently pray to the Black Panther Goddess, hoping that her son could achieve final victory.

At the edge of the cliff, Eric Steve and Prince T'Challa stood on either side, each holding their own weapon.

Eric Steve held a short knife in his right hand and a vibranium spear in his left. However, he then kicked off the wooden handle of the vibranium spear, leaving only a piece that was almost identical to the short knife.

In this way, he could use the spear as a dagger.

A short sword paired with a dagger allows him to unleash the full power of his assassination skills.

He is now at least 6% confident that he can defeat Prince T'Challa and achieve final victory... and that is without relying on the parasite that Albert Wesker left in his body to provide additional power.

"Hey, this is your only chance..."

Before the battle began, Prince T'Challa, shirtless and wielding a sharp short spear and shield, looked at Eric Steve with a sinister gaze and said:
“If you can lay down your weapons now and apologize to my father, then everything is still negotiable… At least I will give you the dignified ending that a member of the royal family deserves.”

"apologize?"

Eric Steve narrowed his eyes and sneered coldly, "What kind of international joke are you talking about? Do you know how long I've been waiting for this day?"

"In order to reclaim the throne from your father, I have honed my will and killing skills through countless life-and-death battles..."

"I've killed countless people in the first half of my life, so many that I can't even count them all. And all of that, it's all for today... just to personally kill you and your son in front of everyone!!"

“Very well, let’s settle this with our strength!” A murderous glint flashed in Prince T’Challa’s eyes as he launched the first attack, his short spear piercing Eric Steve’s vital chest with lightning speed.

Although he no longer has the advantages of the Black Panther combat suit, he is still confident that he can defeat his opponent with his own strength.

Because he is the son of King T'Chaka, the strongest fighter in Wakanda, and the future guardian of Wakanda who will succeed Black Panther.

If he can't even defeat a mere outsider, what face does he have to accept the throne?
Clang! The sound of metal clashing rang out one after another. Eric Steve used his short sword to block Prince T'Chaka's attack, while his left hand thrust a sharp short spear straight at the opponent's face.

Seeing this, Prince T'Challa thrust his left-hand round shield forward, directly blocking the fierce attack. However, before he could make any other reaction, Eric Steve on the opposite side had already spun around and kicked the surface of the round shield.

Prince T'Challa felt an immense force on his arm, and his feet involuntarily staggered backward. "Damn it, how can he be so strong?"

"What, is that all you've got?"

Eric Steve continued to taunt as he pursued.

His intention was to humiliate King Tchaka and his family in this way, causing them to lose face in front of the tribal leaders.

Dangdangdang——

Eric Steve brought his hands together and swung his two weapons heavily at the round shield that Prince T'Challa was holding in front of him.

The immense force nearly caused Prince T'Challa to drop his grip, but he gritted his teeth and endured it.

This battle not only concerns his father's reputation, but also the future of the entire Wakanda, so he cannot afford to lose.

Swah——

Prince T'Challa seized an opening, taking advantage of the moment when Eric Steve's old strength had not yet dissipated and his new strength had not yet been generated, and suddenly lunged forward, thrusting his short spear fiercely towards Eric's face.

Although the opponent managed to dodge by turning their head, preventing a fatal injury, a long, bloody gash was left on their face.

"You...apologize to my father!!"

"You're the ones who should apologize." Eric Steve seemed to have been completely enraged, and immediately lunged at Prince T'Challa without regard for his own life. His short sword and spear danced wildly like a whirlwind sweeping away fallen leaves, and every move was a life-or-death struggle.

Faced with such a fierce fighting style, Prince T'Challa felt immense pressure. Most importantly, he could clearly sense that his opponent's strength was constantly increasing, as if a mountain was crashing down on him, creating an overwhelming sense of oppression.

Before long, Prince T'Challa began to feel overwhelmed, gradually shifting from his previous proactive attacks to a frantic, passive defense.

Such a dramatic turn of events caught King T'Chaka and Queen Ramanda, who were watching from the sidelines, completely off guard, and their expressions changed drastically with worry.

Even Okoye, who was in charge of maintaining order at the scene, and the members of the Dora Guard were somewhat incredulous after witnessing this scene.

It's important to know that Prince T'Challa's fighting prowess is already considered top-tier in Wakanda.

Apart from Okoye, the captain of the guard who was known as the 'strongest warrior', the elite warriors of the other 18 tribes were no match for him.

However, the other party is currently being overwhelmed by the 'outsider'.

"Cheer up, T'Challa!!"

"Brother, come on, defeat this imposter..."

A series of cheers and shouts immediately erupted from all around, but such encouragement had no effect on Prince T'Challa.

In the brief moment of distraction, several bloody wounds appeared on his body.

puff--

Eric Steve feinted with his right-hand dagger while his left-hand spear successfully pierced Prince T'Challa's abdomen, and blood immediately flowed from the wound.

bang bang-

Eric Steve kicked twice in quick succession, knocking the weapon and shield from Prince T'Challa's hands, then gripped the end of the short spear with his left hand and spun it forcefully.

"Ugh..."

Prince T'Challa let out a shrill scream, instantly losing all fighting ability and collapsing to his knees in a sorry state.

"That was for my father!!"

Eric Steve grinned as he released his grip, but it was clear he wasn't intending to let Prince T'Challa go; rather, he was preparing for the final execution.

"This next move is for myself..."

As he spoke, Eric Steve snatched the dagger with his right hand and slashed it down at the neck of Prince T'Challa, who was lying heavily wounded on the ground.

"stop!!"

King T'Chaka, who had been watching from the sidelines, suddenly moved like a swift cheetah, covering a distance of more than ten meters in the blink of an eye, and barely managed to block Eric Steve's fatal blow with the short spear that T'Challa had just knocked to the ground.

However, at the moment the weapons clashed, the immense force from the opponent's weapon caused him to stagger to the side, nearly falling to the ground.

That's incredibly powerful!

King Tchaka showed a look of surprise.

Although he is now old and frail, he still has the power of the Black Panther, so he shouldn't be unable to withstand even a single blow from an ordinary person.

But the power that just came from Eric Steve's knife was clearly far beyond what an ordinary person could achieve.

He had actually noticed this while watching the game.

However, now is clearly not the right time to dwell on this.

"Tchaka, no..."

"Father, no..."

Queen Ramanda and Princess Surui, who were behind him, had already guessed King Tchaka's intentions and hurriedly shouted to stop him with panicked expressions.

However, King T'Chaka ignored this and looked resolutely at Eric Steve, saying:
"Child, I killed your father with my own hands, it has nothing to do with my son... If you want revenge, then kill me!!"

"Okay."

Without the slightest hesitation, Eric Steve plunged his dagger into King T'Chaka's heart, his face contorted with rage as he said:
"Then you can die, Uncle T'Chaka!!"

puff--

The dagger was withdrawn, blood gushed out, and King Tchaka's aged body slowly collapsed, not even having a chance to say goodbye to his son until the moment of death.

"No, no, no..."

Prince T'Challa on the ground, and Queen Ramanda and others behind him, burst into tears upon witnessing this sudden scene.

(End of this chapter)