Chapter 773

"Win! Win! At most one more move and Shao Yang will win! "The Eldest Princess finally let out a long sigh of relief and her tightly knit brows relaxed.

Even if Chu Shao Yang was wrong, she still hoped that Chu Shao Yang could win.

Empress Dowager Zhou's face sunk.

At this time, even people who didn't understand martial arts could see that Chu Shao Yang had completely suppressed Na Mu Cuo. His sword glowed like a rainbow and there was only a flash of white light, not even Na Mu Cuo's figure could be seen. This was because his entire body was surrounded by Chu Shao Yang's sword glow and he couldn't escape.

A relieved smile appeared on the face of the Eldest Princess.

Mo Chuan and Chu Shao Bai looked at each other and both gave a sigh in their hearts. The two of them did not say anything and turned to look at Chu Shao Yang.

At this moment, the situation on the field suddenly changed.

"Chi!"

Chu Shao Yang was high spirited. The Spirit Snake Sword in his hand seemed like it was alive as it released nine plum blossoms, stabbing at Na Mu Cuo's face.

This move was fake and real, real and fake. It was hard for people to tell which sword was real and which sword was fake.

He wanted to leave a mark on Na Mu Cuo's face and teach him an unforgettable lesson.

"Good move!"

Na Mu Cuo's voice suddenly sounded like thunder as he let out a loud roar. He was already in a difficult situation, but he suddenly pulled out an arrow from his back. He nocked the arrow and at this critical moment, with a "xiu" sound, he shot out an arrow.

Chu Shao Yang never thought that at this close distance, Na Mu Cuo would actually shoot an arrow. Moreover, the target of the arrow was not him at all, so he couldn't help being a bit stunned.

The sword in his hand did not stop at all as it continued to stab at Na Mu Cuo like a poisonous snake.

"Zheng!" A loud metal clashing sound rang out and sparks flew in all directions.

In that split second, Chu Shao Yang felt his wrist tremble as a large force charged at him. He could no longer hold the sword in his hand and it flew out of his hand, flying into the air.

Na Mu Cuo's arrow was aimed at the tip of his sword. The arrow and sword tips collided in the air, creating sparks. At the same time, the large impact from the arrow sent Chu Shao Yang's sword flying.

Chu Shao Yang felt his throat tighten as Na Mu Cuo's bow string had already caught him. Na Mu Cuo dragged him and he couldn't help falling to the ground. He fell flat on his face with his butt in the sky, looking very unsightly.

The East Qin stands erupted with thunderous cheers and strange cries.

Everyone saw Chu fall in such a sorry state and they broke out in laughter.

Na Mu Cuo placed his bow on the ground and looked down at Chu Shao Yang, giving a long laugh.

"You've lost," he said bluntly.

Chu Shao Yang's throat was tightened by the bowstring and he couldn't move as he laid on the ground. His face was already purple and it was hard for him to breathe, so he couldn't speak at all.

He closed his eyes, his heart filled with despair.

Yes, he had lost. He had suffered a crushing defeat.

"Your highness, since you've already won, let go of my third brother!" Chu Shao Bai jumped down from the stands and went to support Chu Shao Yang lying on the ground.

"Your highness, since you've already won, let go of my third brother!" Chu Shao Bai jumped down from the stands and went to support Chu Shao Yang on the ground.