He knew that the prince of Eastern Qin was an absolute enemy after only one fight!

Namu mistakenly swings his bow back on his long sword, which makes Chu Shaoyang's Hukou shock. His sword almost flies out of his hand.

This shows that Namco's skill is only above him, not below him.

In the face of such an opponent with strong martial arts skills, if he can't hold his breath any longer, he will surely lose!

If it's just an ordinary contest, he doesn't care about winning or losing, but this contest is related to her belonging. If he loses, he will lose her forever. Therefore, he will win anyway!

"Chu Shaoyang, I can't see that you still have some hard work under your hands. However, you are still not the prince's opponent. Since you are determined to lose to the prince, the prince will play with you, and you will be convinced that you will lose!"

Namucuo smiles arrogantly, just like a hunter teasing the prey in the hunting net. He knows that Chu Shaoyang has a sword like cutting gold and jade in his hand, but he is holding an ordinary copper arm iron bow. As long as the opponent's long sword is cut on the back of the bow, his long bow will be broken in two.

The most important thing is that weapons like bows and arrows are usually used for long-range attacks. No one has ever used them as a close combat weapon. From the point of view of the weapon blade, Namco has a big disadvantage.

But he's a man of great skill and courage, so he doesn't care.

Chu Shaoyang listens to the other party's arrogant words, secretly tells himself that he must be calm and not be hit by the other side's plan.

He is not anxious or impatient, step by step, relying on the advantage of weapons, slowly occupied the upper hand in the field.

Two people's body shape is flighty, the clothes are windy, the fight is inseparable.

All the people in the stands on both sides had been concentrated on the edge of the stands, and they were only frightened to see the two people who were fighting fiercely under the field.

The envoys of the eastern Qin Dynasty were much more relaxed than the ministers of the Western Chu state. They knew that their prince's highness was brave and invincible. They had fought numerous small battles and never lost. Therefore, they would never lose this time.

For a while, the state of Chu was in a state of anxiety, but they were not in a good mood to win.

If Namucuo wins, they will send out a girl to exchange for a year's peace and health.

If Chu Shaoyang wins, then the Western Chu is equal to slapping the face of East Qin severely, double face.

"Emperor, who do you think can win?"

Chu Shaobai stood beside Mo Chuan, clenching his fists and holding a cold sweat.

Naturally, he hoped that the third brother could win, because only after the third brother won, could he keep her. Otherwise, she would have to go all the way to marry Dongqin, and he might never see her again in this life.

"Well." Mo Chuan is also staring at the bottom of the fight two people, also heard Chu Shaobai's question, but just a noncommittal, um.

He only looked for a while, can't help but turn away his eyes and look at Shen Ning standing outside the circle.

Although Namco and Chu Shaoyang were in a hurry, they were all far away from her side. The strong wind of their hands did not sweep her.

She stood alone, the white skirt like a flume in the wind, it seems that the wind will fall, but her body is standing upright, like a beautiful bamboo still standing in the strong wind.

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