Tài Jiànyīng[D] vs Svetlana Zynski - Standard Match!

[Monsy]

Standard Match
Win by Pinfall, KO, Submission or DQ.



The bell tolls a deep, resonating pitch, and the arena is dark. Embers catch on the lower half of the Titantron. Black-grey flames dance at the bottom, with their animated ashes travelling along the white background, toward the shadow of a Huangshan pine tree. The stage's edges pulsate a white light, illuminating at every beat. It’s like particles were leaking from the floor, with small flickers of light rising from the ground into the atmosphere, leaving a lingering glow until they extinguished a moment later.

The song drops. The stage floor lit up beneath Jianying’s feet, striking a delicate and traditional pose. One arm up, the other out, elbow to her waist. She carried fans, one open, one closed, with her back towards the crowd. Horns fixed on her head, hair tied. Those fully painted forearms, shoulder tattoos, red chest wrap and white cloak hanging loosely off her toned frame. The crowd recognized it. No need to stand and squint.

Spoiler

“Ladies and Gentlemen, this contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, from Neeeew Vaaalhalla -- standing at five-foot-eleven and weighing in at one-hundred-and-seventy-one pounds! Give it up for the debuting IRON. ORE. DRAGON! Jiaaanying Taiiiii!”

Shock value carried a cheer. MMA fans knew this girl as someone gimmicked up her ass like a supernatural and fought like a superhuman. No stranger to TV and making a show. She raised her fans high and outward, walked and made a full turn while heading down the ramp. Her grin was always smooth and confident, and she walked with calmness and deliberation. She was at ease. A warrior free of anxiety.

Spoiler

She shrugged up her coat and stowed the fans in the side pockets, then bowed to the ring and headed up its steps. Jianying got her first taste of pro wrestling fans from the heart of their attention. A hodgepodge of those who stood on their feet, those eating popcorn, and many more phones snapping photos. She noticed way more than an octagon, unshrouded by shadow.

They were also, so she heard, far more involved. She wanted to test that by getting up on the apron, climbing the corner, and then sitting on the top turnbuckle with her legs dangling on the outside. She cupped her mouth, looked up and roared for the crowd. “WOOOOOOO!”

It took a moment, but they replied in kind. Jianying put a finger behind her ear, smirked, and gave them a small bow before getting off the turnbuckle and into the ring. After neatly folding her coat and brushing the top, she stowed it beneath the corner pads and then turned towards the rampway.

Now, the opposition.

[Highfly]

Svetlana was backstage getting herself ready for a match for the first time in quite a while. The purple and white clad Polish technician was ready feeling as if she could do this. She had been off to a rocky start but given her limited wrestling experience before earning a big-time LAW contract she was not doing bad. She just wanted to win and make people say she was doing really good instead of just... all right. Svetlana heard her music playing and she came out as the rock-hard abs, strong upper body and thick lower bodied woman came out holding her arms out as the fans cheered!

She smiled and waved to the crowd before strutting down the ramp with a smile on her face. She was giving up a bit of weight and a good deal of height in this one. She would need to get close, grapple and keep her opponent grounded. That was always a solid plan for her skill set but she would really need to stick to that tonight. She walked up the ring steps and onto the apron striking a pose with a hand through her hair with her other hand on her hip, shaking them a bit before climbing into the ring and strutting around before settling into her corner. She looked over at her opponent and gave her a nod.

"Okay.... wrestle hard and wrestle well. You can do this." Svetlana said. She didn't want to lose to a woman making her debut hoping to avoid being the woman who got beat by a brand new woman to LAW. She jumped from foot to foot before stepping out to the middle of the ring.

[Monsy]

Jianying had one forearm along the top rope. She leaned on it and bounced little bits with its elasticity. Her head was geared at the ramp. A walking jewel of a woman. Amethyst. Muscles carved, plenty of form and some grace in their walk. They looked comfortable. Composure and confidence, even if glass, was coming straight from the tap with this one. It was great. And commendable. Anyone who can stand before a crowd and struts deserves applause.

It made Jianying hungry for the bell, but she wasn’t in a rush. They got in, no banter, quick and stepped to the ring’s middle. Her smile quirked on one side, raising her brows once as some form of gestured hello.

After a moment, Jianying leaned back onto her feet, rolled her neck and shoulders and stepped in as well. Once she got to her preferred distance, she planted her feet firm, relaxed. “It's good to finally meet my new rival." She placed her hands together and bowed her head, looking at Svetlana through an upward glance. "Are you ready to make history?"

[Highfly]

Svetlana heard Tai talk and she nodded. "Oh yes it will be history all right." Svetlana had to get this one down as a win in the record books or she was in trouble of going from somewhat hyped new wrestler herself to an afterthought struggling for TV time.

The bell rang and Svetlana circled her opponent moving in for a grapple! She was trying to tie up her opponent so she could hit her with some knee strikes to the abdomen before executing a hip toss to send her crashing down to the mat on her back. Svetlana was trying to start off well and establish herself while causing some pain to her opponents mid-section.

[Monsy]

Jianying’s first moments in the pro wrestling world were feelin’ the vibes. All the lights, crowd sound and the arena were born right before her eyes. The extra room here was liberating. She knew people here REALLY liked some fun and flare. And her opponent? They looked just the type to give it.

And ahead they went. The bell rang and they jockeyed into a circle, banging together collar and elbow to the thumps of the ring caused by their feet. Jianying played with it, absorbed the force and then ate shots directly to her iron belly, nose huffing both times. Control was the word of the day, with a rattle in her core and unshaken in her eyes, then suddenly going head over heels to the canvas.

Her back was a much better spot to hit. She could at least feel the nips in her muscles. “Good snap! Now, it's my turn.”

Jianying had kept a grip on their arm both pre and post-toss. And now, she’d use it with a kip-up, landing on her feet, then twisted towards her opposite shoulder, throwing back an elbow to hopefully nail her opponent right on the cheekbone!

[Highfly]

To say that Svetlana was surprised as her opponent just kipped up and hit her like nothing just happened to her was quite a surprise to say the least! "Oomph!" Svetlana groaned as her head whipped back and she stumbled a step. She was embarrassed and felt like she just looked like an absolute punk. She screamed and stepped back up trying to send a return knee strike to the abdomen and a hard shot to the face of her opponent as they still held onto each other before trying to yank her close for a clothesline to put her down on the mat again.

[Monsy]

Nice. She’s surprised they really ate it instead of moving away, but ate it they did and they ate it like a champ. But now you have one Jianying Tai on the ready - a big problem unless you’re the greatest. Guess they’re out of luck. She met the knee strike with a simple backstep, taking her iron core out of immediate knee range. It set her up nicely to slip the face punch with a simple lean back. All too comfortable.

But the new pro wrestling tricks. That was somethin’. A yank, easy. Probably a clinch or some move to get closer to her back. Instead, she got a full arm across her collarbone that made her legs outrun her body. She smacked the canvas with a big winded huff out her nose. “Oof!”

This time there was no kip-up, but a turn. Jianying calmed herself, then rotated on the canvas to face her opponent. Her knees were up and so were her fists, ready to go. She stuck out her tongue, closed an eye and poked her cheek. “Give me one right here! Come on. Show me the pro in pro wrestling!”

[Highfly]

Svetlana had sent Tai down to the mat and turned. She was already moving at Tai to grab her as the woman taunted. Svetlana found Tai to be quite.... annoying. She was already reaching out and instead of going for a strike she was trying to reach out and grab an arm looking to use it to toss Tai to the mat while keeping hold of that arm. Svetlana wanted to drop down and wrap the arm up while yanking back attempting to lock in an arm bar to really put this woman through some pain while maybe shutting her mouth too.

[Monsy]

It didn't seem like they played around much or chilled out. A commendable trait, because it's that seriousness that got her grabbing Jianying's arm and dropping into that beautiful, wonderful arm bar. So wonderful, in fact, that Jian needed to quickly reach up and lock a finger-grip to keep the trapped arm from being pulled into the danger zone.

Then when Svetlana hit her back, Jian would roll with her by turning and pressing a foot on the canvas -- and try to stack Svet on her shoulders. This could allow Jian all the worldly leverage to attempt to yank her arm free from between their legs. And perhaps, transition into an open guard.

[Highfly]

Svetlana thought she had Tai right where she wanted her... but that was quickly proven to be very false! Svetlana felt Tai's arm being yanked away and she was in a bad spot so she tried to raise her leg up and send a hard kick at the face of Tai before letting go and trying to roll back to get to her feet. As she got up she hoped her kick stunned Tai enough so that when Tai rose to her feet she would not see Svetlana coming as the Polish grappler attempted to hammer Tai right back down to the canvas with a clothesline!