Tales from the sun chaser.

I was fighting some 8ft tall Asian guy. Well it was more like I was just owning him. Everything sing kick and punch i threw landed, and all of his were parried. I started telling him the moves I was going to use so he'd get the hang of my style, and finally the guy blocked one punch. We were moving all over this dojo, and there were other people watching us fight. For some reason the guy didn't want to stop fighting, even though he was basically a walking punching bag. We got near this pole that was next two a wall, and I got between them and climbed up it so I was just above him. I waited for him to punch, and caught it and put him in an arm bar. He tried to twist out of it, and I jumped out of my position towards the way he was twisting so he couldn't get out of it, and it forced him on his knees. Some kind of magical way the guy got out of it. He got up and was huffing and puffing....I knew it was time to finish this, but I woke up.