Your next opponent

 His belly jiggled uncontrollably, along with the wads of fats around his cheeks and flabby arms, greatly slowing down his speed.

 'Too slow… extremely slow…' Liam thought, watching as Petras kept charging towards him.

 He seemed to be fighting the pull of gravity even as he ran, especially to Liam who had gotten a lot faster compared to his former self.

 Bored of watching the terrible show of Petras running, Liam sprinted forward, swinging his blade towards the boy's neck.

 Petras' eyes widened in shock, watching helplessly as Liam's blade rapidly drew towards his neck.

 It was as if one second, Liam was standing in front of him, and in the next, there was a blade swiftly approaching his neck!

 His face paled in horror, already visualising the scene of his head being sliced cleanly off his neck.

 However, the blade suddenly stopped, only just a few centimetres from slicing his neck off.