Olympic Games Tokyo 2020 Special Event. Japan vs United Kingdom

[Teenwrestler]

The strength on the Olympic gold medalist was immense and the Masterpiece was really feeling it. However, being no slouch himself and not really looking forward to be showboated in front of a live crowd and millions watching at home, he would dig in deep and counter her bearhug with a crushing bodyscissor and guillotine chokehold. Trent would lean back, really putting the pressure on her while also feeling her own strong arms squeezing his waist. He was perfectly fine with testing his endurance against hers, confident that he would be able to last longer than her.

He already felt Mizuki struggling under the pressure of his submission, while attempting to reinforce her grip she faltered and then ended up dropping on her knees which gave Trent the advantage. His body was sweating, glistening under the grand lights of the stadium as the UK crowd section cheered their man on. The resilient Japanese would bring her arm up, pushing his arms up and doing the same with his legs but in a downward motion until she managed to slip free.

Trent would stagger backwards, getting some distance from her on the large mats. "Not bad" he said shaking his arms loose as he began to circle her before bending at the knee and putting his arms out, inviting her for another grapple.

[ragaz]

Mizuki was forced to struggle in a disadvantageous situation. Grunting and pushing, she eventually managed to slip through Trent's painful and stamina taxing hold by mainly using her incredible strength and the will to push herself to the limit.

However, she has learned the hard way that strength alone is not going to save her if she was constantly getting outskilled and outpositioned.
Anyway, instead of continuing the grapple on the ground, Trent backed away for another round, to mizuki's surprise. Another surprise when Trent actually complimented her. "Oh.. thank you! Not as good as you are though, it seems..." Mizuki replied, getting all cheerful, rubbing the back of her head before lowering herself into a grapple stance. "Right..!" Mizuki would get her head back into the fight.

Mizuki noticed that Trent was practically inviting her into another power grapple. Mizuki knew she could overpower him, but she also knew that Trent knew this too, so clearly he had a plan in mind to outmanoeuvre her. Mizuki decided not to fall for the temptation and use her head for once. And I stead of playing Trent's game, she would play her own, or at least attempt to.

Mizuki would duck low and charge at Trent for a tackle/takedown. Predicting that Trent would brace himself and lower himself further in order to catch it, mizuki would stop just before that could happen. Then, her hands would shoot forth to grab the back of Trent's head and pull it down so that mizuki could then trap it in a right arm headlock. That's on the assumption that things go as intended, though.

[Teenwrestler]

Not many wrestlers had the honor of putting Trent in a bearhug and Mizuki was most likely the first female wrestler to actually do that to him. However, being one who uses that move a lot of the time himself he was not going to allow himself to be beat by it! The Masterpiece countered the submission expertly with a dual submission of his own and forced Mizuki to break up the hold because he was confident he could out-last her in a submission trade off. She did just that and the two broke each other's hold, backing up off the middle of the mats to get some distance from each other.

He panted, wiping the sweat off his chest as he was ready to go for round two. He invited her for a grapple and seemed she was ready to play his game- he took her as a naive person but she turned out more clever than he had thought. Mizuki went down low, as if she was going to tackle him and Trent was ready to brace for the impact but it never came. In fact she would only bait him in to instead trap him in a right arm headlock, trapping his head under her arm and pulling it down.

"Nrgh, clever" he would hiss, wrapping his arm around her waist to give her a firm squeeze in response. He tried to heave and lift her up off her feet, trying to slam her down with a backdrop whilst trapped in the headlock

[ragaz]

For the first time in her short fighting career Mizuki had used her head instead of her usual straightforwardness and it had actually worked!
She felt a huge sense of accomplishment and happiness, more than anyone else would in this situation. Even getting some praise from her arrogant opponent. "Why thank you! Gghhk!" Mizuki replied, her muscles bulging to bodybuilder levels, compressing Trent's neck in-between as a result.

As arrogant as Trent was, Mizuki was beginning to admire his skill, power and most importantly - tenacity. Even when Mizuki was applying enough power to, with a little exaggeration, possibly rip a person's head out, Trent was making moves of his own despite this.
Mizuki was hugged and soon felt herself lift off the mat. She felt his muscles bulged around her body, too. Doing to her waist whatever she was doing to his neck. "Gghhrrnn!" The girl grunted. With her legs having nothing to do, Mizuki wrapped them around the male's waist and began to squeeze.
However, that didn't last for long as Trent took things to the next step by dropping them both to the mat with Mizuki landing back first.
"Dghuugh!!" A bunch of air shot out of Mizuki's lungs as she hit the floor. However, this did not break the hold on Trent, not entirely at least.
Both the headlock and the waist scissors were reduced to roughly half strength. So, if Trent wanted to break out, he would still have to fight for it.

[Teenwrestler]

There was no denying that the Japanese woman was a strong wrestler. Her muscles were definitely not just for show and Trent was experiencing that first hand. Both of them had each other trapped until it was Trent who sought to switch things up by attempting a side suplex to drop her down onto her back on the mats. The slam made her grunt in pain and the wind was knocked out of her but she still did not break the hold and kept a hold of him, squeezing his head and waist with her arms and legs respectively.

"Tch, you sure are clingy" Trent would growl back when she would not let go despite the harsh slam. However, the hold was quite loose and Trent would roll over towards her and break out rather easily to mount her body with his completely. The Masterpiece would interlock his legs with hers to trap her in a grapevine while grab both of her wrists and pin them over her head in a full body pinfall.

He pressed his body down to her and looked over to the referee so that he may start the 20 count pinfall. "1....2....3....4....5...." he counted while Trent struggled to keep her pinned to the mat. "Admit defeat" he hissed at her.

[ragaz]

Mizuki laid on the mat, her opponent still in her grasp, but not for long. Trent used Mizuki's temporarily weakened state to his advantage by pulling his head out of the girl's grasp and prying her legs apart with his hands.
"Mmhm..." Mizuki let out as Trent pressed his body forcefully into hers, putting strain on Mizuki's breathing again as well as making her cheeks red from this very close body contact.
Due to this acting as a distraction, Mizuki was slow to respond when Trent went to hunt her legs and wrists down.
Both of the competitor's arm and leg muscles bulged against one another as they both tried to push and pull their limbs in the knots that was made from them. Mizuki was letting out strained moans and grunts struggling in her trapped state, a hold that was borderline erotic and she could feel it. Sweat was building up, limbs were shaking from the tension. The harder Mizuki struggled, the harder Trent pressed into her.
"5, 6, 7, 8, 9... 1, 2, 3, 4..!"

Limbs were constantly moving around like worms, their bodies were making spasmed motions in their power struggles and that produced a moment where Mizuki's shoulders were off the mat. Mizuki felt relieved even if it wasn't a halfway count.
Mizuki took a few seconds to have a break after the count restarted until the reality sunk into her.
Mizuki didn't know whether Trent intended this or not, but she realized that even if you don't win with this move via pinfall and the count is reset, she was still back to square one, since her arms and legs were well secured and her struggles would further drain her energy. Of course it would drain his energy too just to keep her still, but it clearly was easier from his position.

So, Mizuki would end up not doing anything for the next several seconds, just thinking about this situation. Not even tensing her muscles, she would just focus on breathing. At the last 5 seconds, she would struggle with all her might, she would grunt and groan, but try to curl her left leg enough to place her foot on the mat. Regardless if that worked or not, Mizuki would buck the left side of her body towards the right side. If that was enough to flip them over, then Mizuki would assume the top position in the same hold, but her limbs still locked by her opponent.
If that failed though, the bucking attempt should still be enough to lift one shoulder and reset the count.

[Teenwrestler]

The match dynamic was much different than the one in a pro-wrestling match in the ring. Trent had the option of subduing Mizuki to the mat for a twenty second count or make her tapas long as they stayed within the confines of the mats. After struggling in the early parts of the match, Trent now had firm control over his Japanese opponent who was now totally pinned under him. Her legs were being spread wider with him having locked in the grapevine and shoulders pinned firmly to the mats with her arms being pinned over her head.

The referee began his count, he would get to nine and then to four, resetting each time when Mizuki got a shoulder up. Trent would breathe heavily, his muscular body glistening in sweat while he held her down. However, Mizuki would continue to trash around and break up the pin but was quickly losing stamina because of it. Until she decided to hold still and act as if she was finished but in reality it was her plan to conserve her strength.

Once the referee got to a count of 15 this time, she would suddenly let out a loud war cry and shove herself up into Trent to suddenly roll the two over and end up on top of him. "UGH! N-NO" he roared, now finding himself pinned!!

[ragaz]

Mizuki's cheeks were a little red, feeling uncomfortable under Trent's body, the touch of their skin causing vibes to 'zap' Mizuki's body.

After a while of enduring the bottom position, it was time to act. Mizuki's body suddenly shot up, bridged and turned, quickly getting on top of her opponent, pressing her shoulders, along with her whole body down into Trent's. "Gotcha!" Mizuki exclaimed with a sense of victory and the ref started the count.

1..!

However, it wasn't as simple as that. From Mizuki's perspective, she was in an inverted grapevine. As in, her wrists were still being held by Trent, not the other way around. Also, while their legs were mutually entangled, Mizuki's starting point was from in-between Trent's legs, as in Trent still being the one holding the rookie in the grapevine, the only difference being that the girl was on top.

[Teenwrestler]

The counter was certainly unique and the Masterpiece had not been expecting that all. Still, it was a testament to her skill and strength to have the two rolled over while Trent had her pinned against the mat in a grapevine pin with her wrists held down as well. Still, it took the Olympian to get to the count of 15 before being able to muster enough strength to topple the two over. Now, it was Trent that was on the bottom and Mizuki on top but with the caveat that he still had his feet hooked around hers in the grapevine and her wrists caught.

"Tch! Shit" he cursed under his breath while hearing the refree begin the count. "....2.....3....." he would count before the Masterpiece would unhook his feet from around Mizuki's and bring his knees towards her abdomen to give her a firm shove off him while releasing her wrists at the same time to really push her off him. With that, he would quickly spin around and get up to his knees, bringing his arms up defensively and to be ready for anything.

"This proves nothing. Come on then, face me in a grapple whilst on your knees" he challenged instead, looking to salvage some of his pride.

[ragaz]

Mizuki felt proud of herself for managing to maintain a cool head and turn things around.
Now being on top, Mizuki was pressing down her muscular frame onto Trent, pinning him. Although Mizuki couldn't have expected much as Trent had the freedom to use his limbs whenever he wanted.
However, in order to use his limbs, he was forced to voluntarily release Mizuki's limbs, who only realized it after the fact.

So, after she got pushed off and the two separated, Mizuki also rolled and got to her knees. "Right!" Not thinking it through or having her own two cents to put on the matter, Mizuki just accepts Trent's words as a fact and gets ready to grapple on her knees.
"It may not look like it, but I'm learning a lot from you Trent-san!" Mizuki would exclaim quite cheerfully before moving forward to try and lockup with the Brit.