The Angel of Judgment Through the Marvel World

Soon, a young man who looked a little thin but had muscles all over his body ran in.

"Father, are you looking for me?"

"Yes, come and try this weapon."

After saying that, T'Chaka handed the dilapidation out.

state! !

The dilapidation fell to the ground so hard that the floor was directly damaged, which shows the power of the dilapidation.

"Father, I can't lift it."

"This is the reason for not recognizing the owner, T'Chaka, are you sure you want to give this weapon to your son?"

Wang Quan understood the reason at a glance. This was the reason why it was not added to the equipment, and immediately offered to help.

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"Father, are you really giving this to me? I feel that the speed and strength of my punches have increased a lot. Even if I don't hold this weapon, I will become stronger."

"That's the magic of this piece of equipment, it also..."

After about a quarter of an hour, the royal power was explained to the father and son, and they were immediately surprised.

I also understand the value of this piece of equipment better.

"This is so precious and I must repay you."

T'Chaka suddenly saw things clearly, and the favor seemed to be owed more and more.

"It's really not necessary, my friend."

Favors are not something you can repay just because you want. The Wakanda army, the main force in the final battle, will definitely be used by the king in the future.

"Come on, young man, I will teach you a set of sword skills. If you practice more, you will become stronger and be able to better protect your family and country."

Wang Quan looked at T'Challa again. The next Black Panther also owes me a favor. Wouldn't it be more convenient to do things in the future?

T'Challa's eyes were full of longing, but he still looked at his father. It had to get his father's permission.

"Go with your uncle Angel."

T'Chaka looked at his son with a smile. He knew that becoming stronger had always been his son's goal.

At the same time, he also cursed Wang Quan's scheming in his heart. I owe you favors, and my son also owes you favors. From now on, if you have something to do, you will have to help even if you don't want to.

After the throne and its son left, T'Challa had no choice but to pray. The mighty ruler of Wakanda, the current Black Panther, could only pray.

I pray that Wang Quan will not encounter any major problems in the future, so that he or his son can repay the favor easily.

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"Young man, your name is T'Challa, right?"

On the other side, Wang Quan and T'Challa came to the outdoor combat training ground, preparing to teach him some fighting techniques.

"Yes, uncle, do you want to teach me swordsmanship? Like the ancient Chinese heroes? The kind that can fly over walls and fly over walls."

T'Challa held the ruins in his hands and danced back and forth, his eyes filled with yearning for the Chinese martial arts world. Unfortunately, Wang Quan shattered his dream with just one word.

"No, the things you see are all movies and TV shows, not real."

After his fantasy was extinguished, T'Challa immediately looked lonely and asked without interest:

"Then uncle, what else can you teach me?"

Wang Quan naturally knows T'Challa's thoughts, but Wang Quan really has no way to help him realize it. He can't cut off his wings and give them to him.

If you want to fly, you should find Iron Man and ask him to install a propeller on your Black Panther armor, so that you can fly into the sky in minutes and let you be side by side with the sun.

"Swordsmanship, as long as you can use it well, you will be ten times more powerful than you are now!"

"really?"

At this time, T'Challa's mood was really like a roller coaster. He rose to the sky for a while, fell to the bottom for a while, then rose again, and probably fell again for a while.

"Really, the Flowing Light Sword Technique can release sword energy, like this."

Wang Quan summoned Nash's Fang and swung it at the sandbag more than ten meters away.

The sandbag was neatly cut in half, and the filling inside was made of soft material. If it were sand or something, it would probably be very laborious to clean.

"so cool!"

T'Challa screamed excitedly, and then, the low wall behind the sandbag fell down, and the break that was penetrated by King Quan's sword energy was two smooth sections.

"This……"

T'Challa was shocked. He didn't understand that one person's power could be more powerful than his own most advanced technology.

This is not to say that it is not so powerful, but that it cannot achieve such an effect.

"Want to learn?"

Wang Quan turned to look at T'Challa who had not yet recovered from the previous move.

"Uh...think!"

after an hour

Then Wang Quan passed on the complete flow of light sword technique to T'Challa.

"Now that I have taught you this world-class swordsmanship, we will be master and disciple from now on."

"It's the master!"

"Techalla, remember, the Flowing Light Sword Technique is just a move. The more important thing is to improve your physical fitness so that you can use the powerful sword energy."

This is indeed a fact, because Wang Quan has extraordinary physical fitness, coupled with the blessing of the Spark Talisman Blade, he can use such a powerful sword energy.

Even if T'Challa drank the heart-shaped herbal potion in the future, his achievements would at best be as high as King Quan's casual blow, which is slightly higher than the current Feng He.

"Swing the sword three hundred times a day to improve your physical fitness. As for the Flowing Light Sword Technique, you can only learn it by yourself. Others can't help you."

"I'm leaving Wakanda soon. I'll probably settle in the beautiful country in the future. Stay in touch."

After speaking, Wang Quan patted T'Challa on the shoulder and prepared to go to T'Chaka to say goodbye.

When he walked to the door of the training ground, Wang Quan suddenly thought of something and shouted to T'Challa who was struggling to swing his sword:

"Learning more about Chinese culture will help with swordsmanship."

T'Challa looked at Wang Quan's retreating figure and firmly remembered his master's words in his heart.

Starting from tomorrow, T'Challa planned to practice swinging his sword in the morning, study Chinese culture in the afternoon, and master swordsmanship in the evening. It was really a fulfilling day.

Does Chinese culture help swordsmanship?

Maybe, but this is not the main reason why Wang Quan said this.

The truth is that apprentices should honor their masters every major festival to express their gratitude for their teachings.

Think about it, it would be impossible for the future master of the biggest tycoon on earth to give away two boxes of milk.

"T'Chaka, I'm leaving. After all, the mission waits for no one. From now on, I will settle in Beautiful Country. Please contact me if necessary."

Wang Quan went to T'Chaka to say goodbye, but T'Chaka had no intention of keeping Wang Quan, and sent Wang Quan out of Wakanda after pulling him twice.

Who knows how much more I owe him when the royal power is here.

He also sent someone to deliver the diesel, and Wang Quan and his mercenaries began their journey to South Africa again.

After more than ten days in a row, Wang Quan did not encounter any major problems, and the road broke through [-] million points.

It may be that the next few countries don't have the energy to take care of the royal power. After all, life for their own citizens is already a luxury.

When entering the South African border, the royal power finally encountered trouble. The South African army surrounded the mercenaries.

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