Crouching Tiger, Hidden Snake (Double debut Match)

[MR. Q]

Standard Match
Mother Leizi vs Airi 'Golden Snake' Higa

In the backstage...

"Argos! Stop, drinking in front of the children."

"Leto, please stop torturing the little ones."

"Ivan, get the problem children please."

"Hermes? What you got there swe- Put the knife down!"

Leizi or Mother Leizi as she's regularly called already feel tired herding her wards. Seriously? Can this children (young adults and adults) know how to behave especially in a professional settings. It's like herding cats with them. Too many times she has to call of whatever schemes Satan is brewing and Hermes wandering hands.

How did the little girl stole a whole vending machine without getting notice is still a mystery for her.

"Alright, tonight's my debut match so Ivan and Amon is in charge so you all behave." Argos and the rest of the elder girls squawked at unspoken insult before a pointed look from the Milf shut them up.

As if she's letting Argos babysit the girls, let alone the entire house roster.

It's just a miracle some of the more malicious personalities in the roster are responsible enough for themselves.

"Bye girls, wish me luck." Leizi said as she finally went out to her debut match followed by a chorus of goodluck.

Ring Arena...



Followed by her entrance music, Mother Leizi finally made her debut in LAW and the crowd roared in welcome to the newcomer, already anticipating a good performance from this beautiful woman.

Dressed in a dress that looks unsuitable for combat yet enhancing her beauty and well developed figure. To no one's knowledge except her wards, she's pretty comfortable in fighting in this dress and it's a perfect fit for her.

Although entering the ring makes it awkward.

After some acrobatics and some back bending maneuvers, she's finally in the ring.

Ready to vent some frustration.

What? A mother of a full house has to vent some too.

[Eir]

Airi Higa strutted through the arena’s hallways in her wrestling attire. Tonight marked her debut in LAW, and her first match was against another wrestler who was also making her debut.

The lights around the arena soon began to dim one by one as Airi’s theme began playing throughout the venue. The screen above the stage flashed in bold, golden letters displaying the words **Golden Snake!!** Yellow spotlights beamed over the crowd, bathing them in light as Airi emerged and walked slowly down the ramp.

Entrance music

She reached the ring, stepped through the ropes with grace, and struck a pose in the center. She glanced at her opponent, taking notice of what she was wearing.

Golden Snake !!

She opened her mouth to speak, then paused as she examined her opponents attire. She smirked, and finally spoke. “I was told LAW had standards, it seems they aren’t very high.” She leaned on the corner as she sighed and shook her head.

She looked at the crowd, then back at the woman as she continued speaking. “I pity you, having to go against someone so dominant as me for your debut” she laughed as she brought her hand to her mouth, crazy. “Well don’t worry I will make sure people remember your face after I humiliate you” she licked her lips as she stretched her hands, taking another glace at what her opponent was wearing. This seemed like an easy win.

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Mother Leizi stood across from her new challenger, looking amused by Airi's remarks about her attire.

"Oh dear, seems my young friend has already formed an opinion," Leizi said with a giggle, placing a hand on her ample hip.

As Airi sneered and postured, Leizi's eyes narrowed slightly. This girl is underestimating her. "Pity is for those who earn it," Mother Leizi replied coolly.

With that, she assumed a fighting stance, her dress fluttering around her thighs. "Now then, shall we see which debutante truly belongs in this league?"

And so the bell rang.

[Eir]

Airi rolled her eyes at the woman’s words, who wouldn’t form an opinion after seeing what she was wearing. Airi simply ignored the woman and looked out to the crowd as she spoke about earning pity or whatever.

Airi soon looked back at her and smirked “Why not, though don’t start crying when you find out you don’t belong here.” she smiled and prepared herself for the bell.

Once the bell rung, she began to circle the woman, raising her hands above her chest ready to grapple with her.

She began moving towards the woman, watching her closely as she smiled. Then, without hesitation she decided to force her into a test of strength.

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Leizi watched Airi circle around her, the younger wrestler's hands raised defensively. She smiled, unfazed by Airi's brash confidence.

"Oh, I assure you, dear, this mother hen won't be crying," Leizi said, her tone calm and collected. "We'll see who doesn't belong here after tonight."

The bell rang, signaling the start of the match. Leizi responded by assuming a stance that highlighted her martial arts training. Her feet shoulder-width apart, weight evenly distributed, hands poised to deflect or strike.

As Airi approached, Leizi didn't flinch. Instead, she focused intently on her opponent, searching for any opening or weakness to exploit.

Airi attempted to test Leizi's strength directly, but the veteran woman was prepared. With a swift motion, Leizi shifted her weight and grabbed Airi's wrists, effectively neutralizing the younger wrestler's offensive.

"Impressive try, but that won't work on me," Leizi said, applying gentle yet firm pressure on Airi's arms. She's no wrestler so a test of strength is something she has to avoid at all costs.

But it doesn't mean she can't hit back.

With a swift counterattack, Leizi's knee strikes upwards towards Airi's stomach in order to knock the wind out of her lungs. If she can, Leizi would follow it up with an arm twist before throwing Airi to the mat.

[Eir]

Airi grabbed Mother Leizi’s hands as she smirked, her fingers interlocking with the woman’s. She began to push with all her strength, trying to force her opponent back and assert control.

Airi, clearly underestimating the woman, was caught off guard by the knee strikes slammed into her stomach. The air rushed out of her lungs. She let out a grunt and bent over, clutching her belly in pain. Before she could recover, her opponent twisted her arm and threw her down onto the mat. Her back slammed against the canvas as she hissed and gasped for air.

“Bitch!” Airi snarled through clenched teeth, as she looked up at her opponent. She attempted to sweep her leg and force Mother Leizi down to the mat as well. If the sweep succeeded, she planned to trap Leizi’s legs and lock her into a figure-four leglock.

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"Aren't you just impatient little thing?" Leizi teased the snake after tossing her like an unruly child back in her training days. Quite nostalgic for her, especially when she's the one being thrown around before but now she's doing it. This brat is clearly underestimating her and she's more than happy to prove her wrong.

As Airi snarled at her, Leizi saw her chance to teach this arrogant youngster a lesson. The older woman sprang upwards, avoiding the sweep attempt easily with her honed experience from years of martial arts training.

Seizing the opportunity, Leizi controlled her landing point, targeting Airi's legs with precision to deliver a devastating double stomp right onto Airi's thighs.

[Eir]

Airi looked up at the woman jumping, frustration and disbelief flashing in her eyes as her sweep attempt failed miserably. Before she could react, a brutal stomp came crashing down on her thighs, pain exploding through her legs. She let out a scream, as her body instinctively twisted away from the assault.

She rolled towards the edge of the ring, dragging herself under the ropes with gritted teeth. She tumbled onto the padded floor outside the ring and lay there for a second, staring at the lights above.

She could hear the ref counting.

Airi soon began to slowly push herself back up. The crowd’s chants rose in volume, cheering for her opponent’s dominance. Airi’s jaw clenched, her teeth grinding. “SHUT UP, ALL OF YOU!” she screamed. She turned to the front row, pointing an accusatory finger at the fans who dared to laugh and shout in her face. “You think this is funny?!” Fueled by rage and humiliation, Airi shoved herself away from the barricade and slid back into the ring, her eyes locked onto her opponent like a predator eyeing its prey.

With a sudden burst of energy, Airi exploded forward, sprinting across the ring like a missile. She jumped, throwing herself into a reckless flying forearm aimed directly at the woman’s chest.

If she succeeded, Airi would then launch a flurry of wild, desperate strikes aimed at her opponents stomach and chest. Then she’d grab the woman by the hair and yank her into a tight clinch, before driving sharp knees into her opponent’s midsection three times.

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Leizi watched Airi tumble out of the ring, a satisfied smirk spreading across her face. The crowd gasped as the referee began counting Airi out.

Leizi leaned against the ropes, crossing her arms under her ample bosom. Her fans cheered her on, appreciating the show of dominance against Airi.

"Seems our little challenger needs a reminder that even old ladies can put up a fight," Leizi said with a laugh, wagging a finger at Airi.

Undeterred by Airi's following outburst from the taunt and the audience's mockery, Leizi maintained her composure, calmly observing her opponent's furious reaction. As Airi charged back into the ring, Leizi waited patiently, anticipating Airi's next move.

As Airi came with a flying forearm, the older woman easily blocked the attack dead on its tracks by her forearms. What followed next is a series of wild strikes thrown at her by Airi. Despite the volume and ferocity, Leizi easily deflected each strike expertly. Then came the surprise.

"Eeh!" Leizi gasped as a knee struck her gut followed by another as Airi grasped her long hair for a tight clinch. Going for someone's hair, it makes her blood boil in anger.

Still, the position isn't a disadvantage.

After the third knee, Leizi counterattacks with full force with a double palm at Airi's own midsection.

Payback as you will.


Double Palm Strike

[Eir]

Airi gripped the woman’s hair tightly, her fingers winding into the strands with force. A small, satisfied smile curved her lips as she looked at the woman. She laughed as she watched the woman’s expression twist in discomfort from the knee strikes.

However, her moment didn’t last for long. The woman’s palm slammed into Airi’s midsection. The impact hit just below her ribs, forcing the air from her lungs in an abrupt gasp. Her eyes widened as the breath left her in a rush.

Airi’s grip loosened instantly. She dropped to her knees and then to the mat, landing hard. Her arms folded inward as she clutched her middle, her breathing shallow and uneven.