Justin raged with fury, his all-out attack reduced to mere "tickles" by the fleshball, an insult to his very essence!
He lunged forward in large strides, like a whirlwind he rushed at the fatty, lifting his leg and swinging it down with hammer-like ferocity.
That leg, with muscles strong and thick as a pillar, left the fatty with no chance to dodge, once again taking the full brunt of the blow.
The fatty was sent flying by that giant force, like a limp ball tracing an arc in mid-air...
Just like before, he crashed into the barbed wire, rebounded, and rolled a long distance on the ground before coming to a stop.
Justin would not let him off so easily.
As the fatty was sent flying, Justin chased after his figure.
As the fatty rebounded off the barbed wire, Justin let out a loud shout, aiming to use the rebounding force to crash into the wire, sending himself flying high into the air, then like a mountain, he barreled down towards the fatty lying motionless on the ground.
