Defeating An Opponent
Arnold's smirk didn't last too long. Soon enough, it faltered. Liquid dripped from his lips to his chin.

Was that blood?

He reached up and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand.

He looked at it and found that it was, indeed, blood.

What the hell? He thought.

Aggravated now, he balled his hands into fists and threw his first punch, aiming straight for the big guy's jaw.

Something shocking happened next. He hit air.

The big guy was big and had a pot belly, but he was so damn quick. He moved swiftly, dodging Arnold's punch and immediately returning it with a punch of his own.

Arnold moved a few feet back from the hit. The big guy got him hard to the the point that he felt the impact in his gut.

He could see the smirk on the man's face now.

He laughed and spat on the floor, ready to get down to work. He'd started this and there was no backing down now.

He took on a fighting stance, just like he'd seen in the movies and closed his eyes for a second, activating the boxing skill.

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