Now with only seven left, the remaining fighters couldn’t help but twitch with anxiety. They realized that they had underestimated Alexander's strength.
In that split second of hesitation, Alexander struck again. In a blink, two more fighters were sent sprawling to the ground, crying out in pain.
The remaining five finally snapped out of their shock and resumed their attack on Alexander, but he moved with precision and calm. Within moments, each of them met the ground, beaten and groaning.
Barry's face grew darker as he watched the men he had placed so much hope in fall one by one. His face twitched uncontrollably.
"What a bunch of useless trash! How could I raise such weaklings? You can’t even handle a worthless bum like Alexander! You’re more worthless than worthless!"
Barry raged,
