A Maiden's Maiden Match: Zhu Chao-Xing (D) vs Alice Evans

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Chao-Xing had been left dazed for a few moments from her head hitting the padded pallets around the platform. When she'd regained her bearings, she'd curse the fact that it was her head, but Alice's, to hit them. But she'd make her experience much more painful when the time came. But, well before any of that could happen, when she finally began to regain her bearings and lift her head up, the Macao woman would hear her British foe's voice before feeling her fist crash into her face yet again, snapping her head back down yet again.

"1"

This was annoying to say the least. Yes, getting hit was part of any worthwhile bout, she could scarcely say there was merit to taking on someone who couldn't but up a fight against her, unless they were in the way on the path to a title. However that didn't mean she enjoyed getting hit. The good thing was, though, despite her inferior situation, Alice chose not to keep pummeling her, opting instead to get back up and head back towards the platform. Perhaps she wouldn't have done so if she knew what Chao-Xing had been planning to do to her before the tackle came.

"2!"

Perhaps the Crimson Lotus could have made some attempt to restrict her British opposition's withdrawal, tripping her or something, but Zhu wasn't looking for petty revenge, it was better to use this moment to catch a breather and get back to her feet, fully on her own terms. This battle was likely to be a slog and there was no point in exhausting energy for minimal return when she could take her time.

"3!"

Now, Chao-Xing had gotten to her feet without interference from her foe, she was free to quickly run alongside the platform, hop on to it and roll to her feet, though as she did, the Macanese woman kept close track of Alice, lest she attempt to attack her before she could stand to face her fully on the platform.

[Hagen-Autem]

Alice's punch was not meant to hurt a genuinely downed foe—if it was she would have put more force into it and kept going until the count reached 8 if nothing stopped her—it was merely a provocation for Zhu Chao-Xing to come after her when she wanted to and of course, the secretary did not stand over the other to wait for the murderous glare reciprocating this disrespect; she left her there, on top of the pallets because she was sure that a martial fighter like Chao-Xing would be tough enough to return before the count even reached 5, and incapable of throwing away the first match of their flagship series in such an anticlimactic way.

But even so, with all those precedents and conceptions, Alice was not prepared for the fact that as soon as she stepped on the edge of the platform and climbed up, the crimson Lotus would do exactly the same after her like a shadow. Forcing her to turn around in shock and throwing a high kick out of mere reflex while clenching fists. Unaware that in fact, Xu Chao-Xing had climbed so close precisely to avoid an attack from her.

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When Alice's foot swung around for a high kick, Chaoxing hadn't finished gettip to her feet, so it was a simple matter to keep below the kick.

But The Macao woman didn't just duck below the kick, she lunged forward down to one knee while carring a fist for an opportunistic uppercut punch to her opponent's crotch!

If the punch landed and caused her foe to bend over and grab her womanhood, The Crimson Lotus woukd stand up and bring a double hammer fist down on her foe's upper back to keep her bent over.

[Hagen-Autem]

Alice's response to feeling that someone was going to pounce on her from behind made sense after all the somewhat butchered blows Chao-Xing had thrown to keep her down, the Englishwoman had every reason to aim for the head. But the secretary had not been quick enough to knock the other woman's head off her shoulders before the Crimson Lotus shrunk to waist height, perhaps it was that or Zhu had predicted the move, and from that kneeling position, Macao's fist floated in an oppercut straight down the centre of Alice's leggings, connecting hers knuckles with her crotch before the high kick finished its journey, sinking her fist between her hips. The brunette woman jumped on her supporting foot as her eyes bugged out and her dignity tripped. There was no protection for her at that moment, the low blow jolted every nerve ending in her womanhood and filled her brain with pain in an instant-even the audience gasped as they suffered that blow with her-Alice staggered backwards, bringing her hands there as she bit her lips in an effort to endure the ordeal. But her knees couldn't help but buckle as she bent forward in shock. The Englishwoman's eyes were welling up with tears and her voice faded again after a high-pitched shriek that didn't last three seconds.

"GAaAaAhhhhg-Ggghg." Practically stunned and trembling, the most she could do was look up with a scowl on her face as she tried to peek her teeth through her crooked lips to show her hatred of these cheap tricks, but the Macao woman was already at her side to drop a double axe handle to her lower back. "Gaaack!" Which brought another shriek from Alice, and one that her knees couldn't take—she knelt on the mat with a slightly wet crotch, prostrating herself on all fours so as not to fall flat on her face while changing her plans so as not to try to threaten more and extending one of her hands out in front as if asking to be supported by the air to get up while her body continued with those spasms of pain that hold her back. A mere reflex of a fighter accustomed to leaning on something to get up after such an attack, a gesture that only added to how pathetic she must look because of that low blow.

"GgHh... GuEegH..." That's all she could do, mumble through my teeth.

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Oh sure, a low-blow like that was an incredibly nasty move, some would say unbecoming of a skilled fighter But The Crimsom Lotus was not part of that some. To her, all that was permitted in a match, was more then defensible.

Lucky for her and very unlucky for alice, Chao xing had thrown this type of punch plenty of times before in the underground fighting scene of Macau, this was no mere improvision, the lunge had added to the power of the uppercut cut, leaving her foe trembling from the strike.

Of course Zhu wasted no time keeping alice down with a quick strike to her back, which had a good deal of power within its own right, but it was still just a means to an end. That end being the performance of the brutality she'd intended to inflict on her foe before being tackled off the platform.

Chao Xing straddled over her opponent and pulled her closer to the edge of the platform. From there, she'd attempt to tuck the woman's head between her legs, locking her thighs around her neck, before reachibg over her back to grab onto her waist by her pants.

Then, without mercy, provided the chance, she'd hop off the platform, aiming to spike Alice head first into the padded outside.

[Hagen-Autem]

Alice had been numbed by that low blow, the Crimson Lotus was doing everything she could to damage her with consequences for the rest of the match and she could do nothing to stop it as the punch to her back landed and left her prostrate, The only reasonable thing for Alice to do at that moment was to desperately reach out her hand for support, looking pathetic and desperate in the act and unaware of her surroundings, submissive to Zhu Chao-Xing. Who dragged her to the edge of the platform where she would plunge the Englishwoman's head between her thighs and lift her upright.

And Alice was speechless as the Macau woman confirmed her wildest suggestion yet by tilting her hips to the outside of the platform to fall down sitting on the pallets with no chance of return. With Alice's head between her thighs to cushion that!

Her only expression was one of astonishment as the distance between her head and the pallets shrinks while the crowd cheered and roared in fervour before making a global groan for the creaking of the boards, shaking Alice's whole body like a piston before letting it collapse face first when the piledrive was done. It was already a devastating move if it was done at the right time, and those two feet of depth really worked in favour of making it more devastating for anyone.

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1!

Chao-Xing had been hoping to hear a cry of fear on the way down once Alice recognized what was coming. Had such a sound came to the sudden stop once she hit the pallets outside the ring, the silence would have been a clear sign of damged done. As it was, she had no indication aside from the obvious, that falling 2 feet on to one's head with the weight of another woman on you was not healthy in the slightest.

But her work here clearly wasn't done, she needed to keep this woman stranded out here for a full 10 count, which meant hearing anything short of the crack of a broken neck from the piledrive move meant that more punishment needed to be dealt out.

2!...

The countdown, for both competitors, continued.

Seeing that she was already sitting with her opponents head between her legs while laying down prone and dazed, Zhu decided she'd get to her feet while still straddling her foe, then grab at her opponent's legs, then try to pull them up and under neath her arms to lock in a Boston crab. Alice didn't scream on her way down, perhaps she would scream now. The Crimson Lotus didn't break the englishwoman's neck, but perhaps she could break her back.

[Hagen-Autem]

The miss didn't even open her lips as the ground approached her head. Perhaps it was like a paralysis from 'living' the extremes the Crimson Lotus could go to in a match, or perhaps it was the realisation that her head was going to receive the best of the piledriver without any support from Chao-Xing's obvious methods, but Alice's stunned and paralysed expression as her whole body was pulled upright, and then she took that leap to the outside, was the most they managed to get out of her before her head and the padded pallets crunched, making her bounce like a cane before collapsing down prone on the floor. Potentially inert because of the two extra feet plus Zhu's weight pushing that brown head.

The face of one of the managers of the girls at the pub&club was against the floor, encircled by the Macau woman's thighs and mollified after that dive; her whole body needed a minute to recover from that spinal jolt so she could turn around. But that would have been a long time, she might not make it before the end of the referee's impending count - if only she had prepared better instead of belittling her opponent, this spectacle would have lasted longer. However...
2...
The referee's count was slow, and the Crimson Lotus had other intentions far removed from ending her massacre so soon. Still getting a fight of her caliber with her first challenger. Still with so many fans roaring to continue witnessing her extreme style. And with the referee taking their time on that count: The secretary's body was very supple as The Maiden of Macau folded her legs up under the armpits of hers, locking in a camel clutch flush with the pallets.
3...
Alice let out a gurgle as she was goaded into position, and then the tension in her lower back and hips made her wheeze and splutter until she expelled a brief scream of agony followed by her waking up from the pain. "Ggggkh!..."
4...
The manoeuvre would be egged on by the crowd as the referee continued and the British woman's back would soon fight back against the pain and push in the opposite direction in an effort to not let her have such an easy job of crippling her. However, she would have to slacken off from time to time as Alice came up with a way to get out of the alley where her opponent had put her.

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The anguished scream were more like what Chao-Xing had been looking for. Nobody, no matter how tough, could be expected to act any other way when put into a hold like this. The human spine wasn't meant to bend this way, & certainly not for this long, yet the Crimson Lotus was far from finished bending. As the crowd cheered on the brutality, she listened closely. Perhaps she'd hear crack or two or two from Alice's body. That was the only way she'd willingly let go of this debilitating hold before getting much closer to the ten count. otherwise they'd be getting a lot closer to the 10 count..

5!

Just past half way there, thought The Macau woman, as she retained the hold, strong as ever. As a matter of fact, she'd shuffle her feeet forward, so she could sit further up her opponent's back & get even more leverage to bend it. This submission move wasn't particularly technical, it was more ir less entirely a brute force submission, but there was still an elegance to be found in merciless simplicity.

6!

[Hagen-Autem]

Alice was about to go insane when her spine began to bend more than her elasticity would allow. Her back increasingly pressed into an arching position moulding her shape to that of Chao-Xing's hips, which had the stunned woman's legs under each armpit in a classic, but effective submission.

Alice was truly no longer drowsy. Screaming and gasping in pain; gritting her teeth and squinting her eyes as her opponent made her feel how terrible it was to allow the representative of this match to play with your body. The miss would have already had a lot of trouble getting back in time for the count to 10 after that piledriver, but with the Crimson Lotus prodding her body to do something, Alice couldn't just play along and wait for the end of the count to be free; especially when the match had just begun, and she still hadn't beaten the Macau woman up!

So she stretched her arms to the edge of the pallet. Her body was already sweating from the pain as her back creaked, and just as the count reached 7, she pulled herself forward, stretching her legs out to the opposite angle from which her punisher pulls to unbalance her and throw Chao-Xing's face-first into the edge of the platform. Hopefully, the combined strength of her every muscle, including the adrenaline rush from the pain and her thirst to be reciprocated, would be enough to get the takedown. "GAAAAAAAHG!"

7!