"Win! Win! With one more move at most, Shaoyang will win!" The eldest princess finally breathed a long sigh of relief and relaxed her tightly frowned eyebrows.
Even if Chu Shaoyang was wrong in all kinds of ways, she still hoped that Chu Shaoyang could win.
Queen Mother Zhou's face darkened.
At this time, even people who did not understand martial arts could see that Chu Shaoyang had completely suppressed Namtso. His sword was like a rainbow. Only white light was seen flashing on the field, and Namtso's figure could not be seen at all, because his whole body It has been completely wrapped in Chu Shaoyang's sword light and can no longer break out.
A relieved smile appeared on the eldest princess's face.
Mo Chuan and Chu Shaobai looked at each other and sighed in unison. They did not speak and turned to look at Chu Shaoyang.
Right here, the situation on the field suddenly changed.
"Chi!"
Chu Shaoyang was full of energy, and the snake sword in his hand seemed to be alive. He shook out nine cold plum blossoms and stabbed Namtso's face.
This move is both real and fake, real and fake, making it difficult to tell which sword is real and which is fake.
He deliberately wanted to leave a mark on Namtso's face and teach him a lesson he would never forget.
"Well done!"
Suddenly, Namtso's tongue exploded with spring thunder and let out a loud whistle. He was already paralyzed. At this time, he suddenly pulled out a flying feather arrow from his back, bent his bow and nocked the arrow. When there was no time to fire, he shot out an arrow with a "whoosh" sound. .
Chu Shaoyang didn't expect that at such a close distance, Namtso would actually shoot an arrow, and the target of that arrow was not him at all, so he couldn't help but be slightly shocked.
The sword moves in his hand didn't stop at all, and still stabbed towards Namco like a poisonous snake's long letter.
"Zheng!" There was a loud sound of metal collision, and then sparks flew everywhere.
In this flash of lightning, Chu Shaoyang felt his wrist shake violently, and a huge force hit him. He could no longer hold the sword in his hand, and flew out straight into the air.
It turned out that the target of Namco's arrow was the tip of his long sword. The arrow tip and the sword tip collided together in the air, bursting out a cluster of sparks. At the same time, the huge impact of the long arrow shook Chu Shaoyang's head away. Long sword.
Chu Shaoyang only felt that his throat was tight, and it had been strangled by the bowstring of Namtso's long bow. Namtso dragged him along, and he fell to the ground involuntarily. He fell hard, with his butt in the sky, and his posture was extremely indecent.
A burst of thunderous cheers and strange screams suddenly erupted from the Dongqin stands.
Everyone laughed when they saw Chu Shaoyang falling in such an embarrassing state.
Namtso raised his long bow to the ground, looked down at Chu Shaoyang, and laughed.
"You lost." He said simply.
Chu Shaoyang's throat was tightened by the bowstring, and he lay on the ground unable to move. His face was so swollen that he couldn't even breathe out, and he couldn't speak at all.
He closed his eyes, filled with despair.
Yes, he lost, completely.
His face was ashen, half of his handsome face was stained with dirt, and he was lying on the ground in a miserable state, listening to the laughter and laughter around him. At this moment, he really wanted to die immediately!
"Your Highness, since you have won, let go of my third brother!" Chu Shaobai jumped down from the stands and went to help Chu Shaoyang who was lying on the ground.
"Stop!" Nammu pressed the bowstring with his wrong hand and shouted sternly: "If you take another step forward, I will strangle his neck!"