Chapter 770

This was because he had only exchanged one move and he understood that this East Qin Crown Prince was a strong opponent!

Na Mu Cuo's bow slammed into his sword, causing Chu Shao Yang's hand to tremble and the sword in his hand almost flew out.

This meant one thing. Na Mu Cuo's cultivation was deep, it was above his own and not below his.

Facing an opponent with such strong martial arts, if he couldn't keep his composure and became impatient, he would lose for sure!

If it was a normal competition, he didn't care about winning or losing, but this competition concerned who she belonged to. If he lost, he would lose her forever, so he had to win no matter what!

"Chu Shao Yang, I couldn't see it, but you still have some skills. However, you are still not this prince's match. Since you insist on losing to this prince, this prince will play with you and make you sincerely accept your defeat!"

Na Mu Cuo gave a wild laugh, just like a hunter playing with his prey. He recognized that Chu Shao Yang had a treasure sword that could cut through gold and jade, but he was holding a normal iron bow. As long as the other side's sword slashed the back of the bow, his bow would break in half.

The most important thing was that a bow and arrow was usually used for long distance attacks, no one had ever used it as a close combat weapon. Just from the weapon alone, Na Mu Cuo was at a large disadvantage.

But he was bold and skilled, so he didn't care.

When Chu Shao Yang heard the other side's arrogant words, he secretly told himself to remain calm and not fall for the other side's provocation.

He was not impatient as he pressed forward step by step. Relying on the strength of his weapon, he slowly gained the upper hand.

The two of them moved swiftly and their clothes fluttered in the wind, fighting inextricably.

The people in the stands from both sides had already gathered at the edge of the stands, watching the two people who were locked in a fierce battle below the field, they could only watch with their hearts trembling.

The East Qin envoys were much more relaxed than the West Chu ministers because they knew that their crown prince was invincible. He had fought countless small and large battles and had never lost, so he definitely would not lose this time.

The West Chu ministers were so nervous that they couldn't breathe. Each one of them had a very complicated feeling, hoping that Na Mu Cuo would win and hoping that Chu Shao Yang would win.

If Na Mu Cuo won, they would be giving away a girl in exchange for a year of peace and security.

If Chu Shao Yang won, it would be the same as slapping the East Qin people in the face, giving them a lot of face.

"Emperor, who do you think will win?"

Chu Shao Bai stood beside Mo Chuan with tightly clenched fists and cold sweat.

He naturally hoped that his third brother could win because if his third brother won, he could make her stay. Otherwise, she would have to travel tens of thousands of miles to marry to East Qin and he would never see her again in this life.

"Un." Mo Chuan was also looking at the two people fighting below. When he heard Chu Shao Bai's question, he gave a noncommittal un sound.

He looked at Na Mu Cuo and said, "Mo Chu Shao Yang, Cuo and Mo".

Although Na Mu Cuo and Chu Shao Yang were fighting, they were far away from her. The wind from their palms did not touch her at all.