Yet another weird dream
Again, I was some martial arts master. My brother, who was also a martial arts master, had been killed by some other guy, so I was seeking vengeance. I was a really great master. I could scale walls like Spiderman. I could chop down trees with one blow and all that. But when I finally found the killer, I couldn't beat him.
He was too fat and my blows kept bouncing off him. Couldn't even hurt him, man. And like, we were fighting in some public competition or something (like in Fearless, if you've watched it), so it was pretty damned embarrassing. I mean, I could punch through brick walls, but hitting this guy was like hitting a sack of dough. He had no special skills, either. He was slow, and he couldn't even touch me.
He was just really, really fat.