The big guy stepped up, resembling someone who hit the gym after a tough breakup, determined to get his life back on track by bulking up.
"Although I'm a sword cultivator, I'm more efficient in hand-to-hand combat," he declared, tossing his long sword out of the arena.
"Hand-to-hand combat, huh?" Sam responded, putting away his own sword. "Interesting. You can make the first move."
"As you wish," the big guy replied politely, not showing any reaction to Sam's casual demeanor.
"Take this!" The big guy's eyes gleamed as he lunged at a speed that defied his bulky frame and weight. He delivered a punch aimed at Sam's solar plexus with his left fist.
Sam observed the punch with ease as if watching a slow-motion video. 'He's still pretty slow,' he thought.
