Looking at Barlow, who was full of fighting spirit on the stage, Dodd and several other team leaders couldn't help frowning, in the face of such an opponent, their juniors had almost no chance of winning, after some discussion, Dodd and others decided to use wheel warfare again to consume Barlow's fighting spirit, although this method is a bit shameless, but now there is no other better way.

Next, Barlow staged a, no, a dozen battles that killed the enemy with one move, and every blow he hit with all his strength was so sharp, not those cannon fodder could resist, either he was shocked away, or he was kicked out of the ring, and there were a few of them, and he also suffered a little internal injury.

Barlow was born a bandit, and he was naturally ruthless, although he tried his best to control it, but sometimes he couldn't avoid hurting the other party, in this regard, Ouyang Feng's explanation was that since it was a competition, it was normal to be injured, and he was also a very scoundrel who refused to compensate, and the angry Baker and others blew their beards and glared, but there was no way to take Ouyang Feng's iron rooster, who made the family the host and organizer, and also had the right to explain.

After more than a dozen fights, Barlow's physical and fighting energy consumption is getting bigger and bigger, and the opponent is getting stronger and stronger. Zhan Tianhu, who was still a little dizzy and disgusted after being poisoned, looked at Barlow in the ring, and said depressedly: "If I hadn't given away that frost-covered sword with a sigh, if Barlow used it now, it would probably be much easier than now." ”

Adonius pouted and said, "