Keqing vs. Azura - Submission Mat Wrestling

[pu-level-up]

Keqing felt Azura tightening her grip, wrenching on her head to make her more disoriented. The bluenette sounded quite vindictive, perhaps Keqing's previous submission had gone a bit too far, especially when she out her feet in her face. The Chinese athlete felt Azura pulling her down, dropping to her knees and kicking at her legs to knock her off balance. Keqing felt both her legs swept out from beneath her, dropping to her knees with her butt thrust out behind her, groaning as she struggled to try and break free.

"Nnnngh!" Keqing grunted as Azura began leaning back, forcing her head and neck to bend backwards and increasing the pressure on her back. This wasn't good, a hold like this was going to wear her down a lot even if it wouldn't make her submit. She had to find some way to break free.

Desperate, Keqing balled a hand into a fist, lifting up and throwing it down at where she felt Azura's belly to be. That blow would weaken Azura's hold a bit, she hoped, so Keqing could pull her head back out of the headlock, giving herself a chance to breathe and recover.

[dlamp]

Azura wore a small smile on her face as she got in the dragon sleeper. The sight of Keqing struggling alone made the effort all worth it. It was good form of revenge, but the only shame was that she could utilize her feet into the hold it for some added humiliation and irony. I should had tried a kneebar or something to that effect. Ruin those legs she's so proud of. She thought. Well, there are many other holds and submissions I can try in the fut-

"Gra-!" A hard fist to her stomach stopped Azura's thoughts, forcing her body to flinch and weaken the hold. She sucked in a breath, eyes narrowed down at Keqing. "You..." She gritted her teeth, letting out a low, pained hiss. Keeping up the hold at this point was going to be pointless. It was either take more of those desperate punches or take what damage she got in and hope it slowed Keqing's momentum enough. So reluctantly, Azura released her opponent, practically tossing her to the side and inching away, gingerly feeling out the side of her stomach. In any other match she wouldn't blame the girl for a desperate strike like that, but...

"Hey!" The referee's voice rang out as if on cue. "I already warned Azura, no strikes or throws!"

Azura looked over Keqing, running a hand through her hair. "It's fine." She stated with a sigh. "I'll consider it her revenge for my previous foul. At least this time."

[pu-level-up]

Getting pulled back into the dragon sleeper made Keqing desperate, so much so that she forgot the rules of the match when she balled her hand into a fist and struck at Azura's stomach. The blow struck home, knocking the wind from her opponent and forcing her to be released. But it also attracted the ire of the referee, who immediately stepped in to give her a warning.

Keqing got thrown into her side, one hand holding her neck as she coughed, her eyes watering after that painful submission. She gave the referee a glowering look, knowing that she had just broken the rules and used up her only warning as well. But that was ok, if she didn't she would be in a far worse situation.

"Alright, no more strikes," Keqing said, swallowing hard to stop her coughing as she got back up to her knees. No doubt Azura would already be up by this point. The purple-haired fighter brought her arms back up, getting ready to lock back up with Azura to continue their match.