"You can't blame others for what you did wrong." After Gu Le finished speaking, he looked at Yu Wushuang: "Don't worry, Miss Third, the academy will definitely punish this matter severely."
"You mean, just take him back and deal with it?" Yu Wushuang asked.
Gu Le was startled, and then asked again and again after thinking: "Then according to Third Miss, how do you want to deal with it?"
"Have a fight."
"Fighting with whom?"
"I."
"..."
Gu Le was stunned again, fight with her?
Although Bo Hua was injured, he was still an eighth-level cultivator of fear. How could he fight with her, a non-practitioner?
Is she serious?
Not only was he surprised, but everyone present was surprised. Bo Hua was also the teacher of the First Academy. In a fight with her, wouldn't it be obvious who would win and who would lose?
Jing Shengze was also shocked. He knew that she had good skills and was stronger than ordinary practitioners, but the eighth-level fear of fear cultivation was no joke.
Bo Hua was originally panicked, but when he heard her words, he burst out laughing: "Hahahaha, you want to fight with me?"
Want to fight him?
He could torture her into ashes with just three points of his breath.
"Little apprentice, if you want to beat you, please contact me, master."
Dexuan's hands were itchy and he wanted to beat his grandson for a long time.
Yu Wushuang moved her wrist and said, "You can relieve your anger by doing it yourself."
"Ahem... are you serious?" Dexuan asked in a very low voice.
How could she beat Bohua's grandson?
"very serious."
"Can it be done?"
"Try it."
"..."
Try it? Try it? Is this a matter of trying it?
"Wushuang, don't be brave." Song Zhi tugged at the corner of her clothes.
"Don't be afraid, isn't the master still here? If you can't, call him again."
"But……"
"Brother A Zhi, believe me, it's okay." Yu Wushuang raised her hand and patted his shoulder.
She doesn't think that modern high technology will fail, and Bo Hua's fear is not very strong.
Although her left shoulder was scratched by his fear in the forest, except for the pushing feeling on her back, she was almost not injured.
Therefore, she wanted to test this person's fear even more.
Song Zhi pursed his lips, looked down at his hands, and then held them tightly, feeling complicated.
Yu Wushuang looked up at Gu Le and smiled brightly: "Just have a fight, how about that."
Gu Le didn't respond, and couldn't figure out what her plan was.
"Just beat me. Don't say I bully my junior." Bo Hua was eager, because he just wanted to teach her a lesson.
Since it is a competition, no one can control life or death. Even if they are beaten to death, they have nothing to say.
"Ha, the mastermind behind the scenes has done all the dirty things, and you're still afraid to tell me?" Yu Wushuang sneered.
"Humph, senior brother, you have heard everything, I..."
"No need to worry, let's get started."
Now that he was ready to fight, Yu Wushuang didn't bother to do any ink.
"Since you want to fight, I will accompany you to the end."
Bo Hua's fear suddenly appeared.
It may be because he was injured by a living beast just now. Although his aura is strong, it is a bit inferior to Jing Shengze's fearful aura just now.
But this kind of fear is enough to deal with a person without cultivation.
Yu Wushuang smiled. The smile was different from before. It was a bit dark and a bit bloodthirsty.
"No matter life or death."
Four words: cold.
Bo Hua laughed: "What a person who doesn't care about life or death, hahaha. I don't care about life or death. I like it."
Everyone present was shocked. Did they care about life or death?
Why would this woman choose to fight a teacher who is afraid of cultivation?
No matter life or death, there is absolutely no chance of victory.
It's just looking for death...
Song Qing's cold face finally showed an expression. Does she know what she will do next?