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Chapter 181: The Deal with Wakanda

In the quiet training room, with each claw strike Clark made, one could almost hear a chilling wind howling, forming a stark contrast with the serene background music of "Stealing Skills."

His figure, initially clear, became elusive, and the angles of his attacks were extremely tricky, as if he were a demon hiding in the night, each strike capable of taking a life!

The more Clark practiced, the more he enjoyed it, and when he finally snapped out of his epiphany, dawn had already broken.

After finishing his practice, Clark's body instantly transitioned from extreme motion to extreme stillness.

Then, with a slight smile, he casually asked, "How do you think my claw technique looked just now?"

It turns out Clark had practiced the entire night in the training room, unaware that T'Challa and Shuri had come to call him for breakfast but found him practicing and didn't disturb him.

Seeing Clark stop, Shuri, unable to contain her excitement, exclaimed, "Big brother Clark's claw technique was so cool! It felt like the Black Panther goddess was possessing him. It's hard to imagine such movements could be performed by a human."

T'Challa also sincerely nodded, "Sharp, ruthless, decisive. I can't believe such perfect technique was realized by big brother Clark overnight. Such insight is unheard of."

"You all are flattering me too much."

Clark shook his head, "The claw technique I evolved was merely spontaneous, far from perfect, and with significant risks."

"All the moves were inspired by a Black Panther hunting at night, showcasing the agility of the Black Panther and the chill of the night to the fullest. However, its flaw is quite apparent: too much Yin and not enough Yang."

"If it were practiced by a woman, it might be okay, but if a man were to practice it long-term, it would undoubtedly harm himself."

With a shrug, Clark said nonchalantly, "Overall, it was a failed attempt. But fortunately, it allowed me to summarize many insights, which is the most valuable part."

Hearing Clark's words, T'Challa was speechless, wondering how someone could comprehend such a formidable claw technique and then dismiss it due to its flaws. Compared to him, who had practiced martial arts for over a decade and still felt overwhelmed by this technique, should he just give up on life?

Unlike T'Challa's frustration, Shuri's eyes lit up upon hearing Clark's words, excitedly saying, "So, if a girl practices this technique, there won't be any problems, right? Seeing how cute I am, why don't you teach it to me?"

T'Challa quickly intervened, "Shuri, don't be rash."

"I think she makes a lot of sense," Clark seriously turned to T'Challa, "Actually, I also have a favor to ask of Wakanda, but I've been hesitant to speak up. If we could exchange this claw technique, it would be a good deal."

T'Challa was surprised and immediately asked, "What is it that big brother Clark wishes to discuss?"

"When capturing Klaue, I obtained a piece of vibranium."

T'Challa hurriedly said, "We agreed earlier that we only want Klaue, the vibranium is your spoils of war, unrelated to Wakanda."

Clark nodded but continued, "I have an uncle who is a genius in the quantum field. He plans to use this vibranium for an experiment to save someone."

"But as you know, vibranium is rare outside, and ordinary people have almost zero knowledge about it. Even with Uncle Pym's intelligence, he'll inevitably face many obstacles in using it. Therefore, I hope to leverage Wakanda's technological power to assist Uncle Pym in his experiment."

"I can do that!" Shuri immediately raised her hand like a good child, "I'll go to the US with you. I'll help you complete the experiment, and you teach me the claw technique. How about that?"

Clark couldn't help but laugh, but T'Challa said, "Shuri is a genius. Don't be fooled by her age. At just ten years old, her achievements in technology are nearly on par with mine, representing the top level in Wakanda. But this matter, I still need to consult with my father."

Seeing Clark nod in understanding, T'Challa left to see his father after breakfast, leaving Shuri with her curious big eyes, bombarding Clark with questions.

Shuri was quite likable, and her questions weren't as naive as those of ordinary children. Chatting with her wasn't annoying at all.

The only speechless part was her profound knowledge in technology, which occasionally made Clark, despite his enhanced intellect and recent cramming of scientific knowledge, impressed.

My God! Is she really just a child? She's more like a little monster, isn't she? Thinking of her being only ten years old, Clark wondered if the real genius wasn't him but her.

However, amidst his astonishment, Clark also shared some of his recent research topics with her, not expecting her to solve any problems but curious about her thoughts and directions.

Meanwhile, T'Challa had already met with his father and conveyed Clark's request for a trade.

T'Chaka pondered for a moment before asking, "How powerful do you think his claw technique is?"

T'Challa honestly replied, "Big brother Clark is far stronger than me. However, when he demonstrated that claw technique, he didn't use his extraordinary powers. I could tell that his speed and strength were still within the limits of an ordinary person, but he mixed in a special energy that greatly increased its power. Overall, it wasn't too strong."

After carefully choosing his words, T'Challa continued, "The total strength and energy he used were slightly stronger than an ordinary person's limit but definitely not comparable to me with the Black Panther's power."

Seeing T'Chaka's skeptical expression, T'Challa added, "But thinking back, even with my physical advantage, if I faced big brother Clark's claw technique, I couldn't withstand ten moves."

T'Chaka was shocked, "Are you serious?"

T'Challa solemnly replied, "Why would I lie to my father about this?"

Nodding, T'Chaka's expression turned excited.

A formidable claw technique might not be crucial for Wakanda, which prides itself on being decades ahead in technology, especially since this technique wasn't suitable for men, diminishing its value.

However, while it might not be essential for Wakanda, it was vitally important for their royal family.

A powerful technique might not make a country stronger, but it could produce a few powerful warriors. And Wakanda, a nation that deeply respects tradition, selects the Black Panther through duels.

T'Chaka was confident he could suppress all opposition and have others forfeit their right to challenge at the succession ceremony, allowing T'Challa to inherit his position without a duel.

But it's always good to be prepared.

Moreover, he could smooth the path for his child, but what about T'Challa's children?

An additional trump card would make the royal family's position even more secure. After all, six tribes in Wakanda have the right to compete for the Black Panther's throne.

If the royal family possessed a powerful technique that could dominate the competition, their status would become even more unshakable.

In a hundred years, they might even abolish the tradition of competing for the Black Panther's throne through duels and transition to a hereditary system within the royal family.

Thinking of this possibility, T'Chaka's heart grew even more fervent.

They must secure this unparalleled claw technique, even if it means paying a higher price.

Compared to the partial leakage of Wakandan technology, this was entirely acceptable.

After all, much of Wakanda's technology is based on vibranium. Without access to other vibranium mines, the outside world couldn't threaten Wakanda even with extensive knowledge of their technology.

And for individuals like Clark Lee, capable of creating such martial arts, maintaining a good relationship with them was crucial.

Various thoughts raced through T'Chaka's mind, and his gaze towards T'Challa softened even more.

His son was doing well, really well. Firstly, T'Challa was lucky to have met a powerful individual like Clark Lee at a young age.

And his courage was commendable, resisting domestic pressure to gift the vibranium cloak and Kimoyo Beads, which brought their relationship to its current state.

Handing over the kingdom to someone with both luck and courage, T'Chaka felt his decision was incredibly wise.

It seemed he had no other choice...

Nodding slightly, T'Chaka asked, "Who do you think should be sent to the US to assist Clark Lee with the experiment?"

T'Challa's answer, to T'Chaka's surprise, was an unexpected name.

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