Juri Han vs. Luong Chun - Round 1! Fight!

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Luong continued furiously rubbing her shin, trying to get feeling back into the battered bone after taking a hellacious hit like that. As much as she wanted to enjoy Juri’s pain, she was too busy with her own suffering to get much out of it. That was the running theme of this match, and the longer it went on, the more it felt like she was fighting a more diminutive, rough version of herself. It was getting harder to deny this woman’s skill with every passing second, which angered her even further. A gutter rat like this had no business being so talented. How had she not heard of this woman before LAW?

[“Shut your mouth, whore!”] She spat back after Luong’s threat, a sharp reminder of her opponent’s opening insult. Luong was motivated enough to push past the pain and return to the offensive, forcing her way up on her good leg. She moved in quickly, trying to intercept her foe before she could rise, and shot her leg out hard at the woman’s chest to nail her with a push kick, hoping to send her rolling away and create some distance.

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Luong's furious exclamation was met with a smirk from Juri as that was the indication that she was getting to Luong more than Luong was getting to her.
Arrogant bitches and their fragile egos, can't handle it when things don't go their way... That was what Juri was thinking and it was very hypocritical of her, but that notion somehow flew over her head.

Both women got to their feet, clear malice in their eyes. They were the type of women that this arena or even this city for that matter, wasn't big enough to fit both of their egos and yet they were now forcibly compressed together into this tiny ring. A nuclear reaction was imminent.

Juri wasn't used to fighting with her fists, but the situation called for it as she would neither kick or support her weight using the hurting leg. Her big mistake was assuming the same for her opponent. It seemed that Luong's ego was matched by her hatred, pushing through the pain and opening up with a kick anyway.
Juri desperately threw her arms in front of her to block it, but it was half-baked and those arms got compressed between her chest and Luong's foot. "Gphuahh!" It resulted in a big exhale from Juri that left her breathless.
She was forcefully pushed back until she ended up leaning back against the ropes, her arms sprawled over the top rope, her body practically hanging there for the moment and her body is not responding.

[BlackAkuma]

Luong regretted throwing the push kick the moment she made an impact. While it did connect and have a solid effect on her foe, the recoil proved too much for her legs to handle, and she was knocked flat on her back side, coming down on her perfectly formed rear end.

It was far from her brightest moment, but at least she was gifted with the sight of Juri in distress, hanging against the ropes, leaning there as she struggled to gather her wits. It was a perfect opportunity and one that she could not afford to let slip away.

Gritting her teeth, Luong rolled forward and pushed up to her feet as fast as she could. She took one stumbling step forward, then another, then charged in the rest of the way, moving as fast as she could. It wasn’t a graceful moment, but that wasn’t what she cared about at the moment - now, she just wanted to close the distance on her foe as soon as possible and inflict damage.

That called for something a little unorthodox, at least for her: She ducked down, threw herself forward, and tried to tackle Juri in the stomach, hoping to take her clear out of the ring.

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The kick knocked the breath out of Juri temporarily and forced her to involuntary lean against the ropes, her arms half-tangled over the top rope. For a moment, Juri had lost the ability to think straight. It only when she heard and felt tremors of the ring's floor did she fully realize her predicament and what's about to come.

Juri lifted her head just in time to see Luong charging at her. She hastily pushed off the ropes, but to little success because of her leaning back position. She didn't have the extra second to push off properly before Luong's shoulder speared her in the gut. "Gghwoaagh!!"
CRASH!
The force and the momentum sent the two women flying out of the ring in-between top and mid ropes. The photographers were taking pictures as fast as they could click as the two savage women soared through the air and crashing through the commentators table with Juri's back taking the brunt of it.
However the spear had already emptied her lung, so Juri did not cry out in agony, despite experiencing one with her mouth agape and her eyes wide open.
This was by far the hardest blow she had taken in LAW and she didn't know how to cope with it. She definitely was gonna be doing anything for several moments at least.
Meanwhile, F-bombs were being dropped left and right by the commentators.

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Luong wasn’t quite sure what happened next, to be honest.

She recalled hitting Juri with a tackle. A spear, if that was what you wanted to call it. She hadn't been thinking about what to name it, or where it would land, or what would come next if she hit the move. Her only goal had been to hurt her opponent in whatever way was available to her then, so when the opportunity presented itself, she took it without hesitation.

Now, however, she was regretting that hasty decision. She must have hit Juri with more steam than she had intended because the crash seemed to have sent them through the announcer’s table. At least, that was what Luong assumed had happened. All she could say was that they had gone flying, hit something hard, and then a deafening crash followed. Judging from the audience's reaction, it must have been quite the spectacle.

Luong wasn’t that thrilled, herself. She was stewing in the middle of the wreckage, writhing in pain, grinding her teeth. She flopped over to her back and hissed as the referee started her count.

”I…” She sneered as she looked over to Juri. ”I hate you. I hate you so, so much.”

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There were maybe a few wrestlers in the roster that would've loved to fly out of the ring like this, regardless of the consequences, but neither Luong nor Juri were among them.
Once Juri inhaled, she exhaled in whimpers of pain, her body and her innards felt as if they were squashed and breathing was difficult.
But it seems the situation wasnt as bad as Juri thought, all things considered. She was slowly improving her breathing, plus Luong wasn't taking this fall too great either, considering she wasn't beating her ass yet.

"Heh... Ohh... Please... Buy me dinner, first..."
Juri chuckled weakly at Luong expressing her hatred towards her. Juri saw expression of hatred as an acknowledgement of her accomplishment, a sign of sick affection, even.
So, naturally, Juri couldn't help, but tease her opponent. To be honest, this was the only thing she could do for now...
The ironic thing was, Juri hated Luong, too, but did not consider it to be any form of acknowledgement or affection. Such were the double standards of her own logic.

[BlackAkuma]

Luong could’ve been doing so many better things with her time. She could’ve been getting a pedicure, making sure her pristine feet stayed in admirable condition. She could’ve been having a massage, rubbed down by two large men with strong but pleasing hands. She could’ve even been at that lovely little spa she discovered in the Shibuya, the one with the large sauna you could reserve.

But no, no, she wasn’t doing any of that. She was here, on the floor, in the wreckage, with she could only describe as a crazed trainwreck version of herself.

Life wasn’t fair, sometimes.

”[Shut. Up.”] She muttered back to Juri as she rolled over to her side, hissing as the woman’s pale attempt as a joke. As much as she knew she needed to get back to the ring, she couldn't pass up the cancer to attack this irritating woman - she turned about, brought her foot, and tried to drop her heel right onto Juri’s chest, seeking to punish her for insolence.

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Juri was getting better, she was already able to tease Luong, after all! She only needed a second or two and she could start getting up and returning to the ring in order to not get counted out by the ref, which she just realized that was happening. ''Come on, then... Shut me up... I dare GYhuah ghhh.. Bitch!'' Now Juri may have forgotten that she wasn't the only one who was recovering and it seems like Luong recovered just enough to interrupt the psycho with a goddamn heel to her chest.

Grunting, moaning and breathing increasingly rapidly, Juri shot up into action, kind of... The thing is, this made her panic and she started to roll and crawl away from Luong to the best of her ability. ''Stay back!'' Juri would look back at Luong for a moment before continuing for the reaching the apron and and using it to force herself up to her feet. Juri had misjudged Luong's recovery and it seems that it shook her quite a bit, at least for the moment...

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”6!”

In the back of Luong’s head, she could hear the referee’s count and was more than a little aware of what it meant - an impending and irritating end to this match. She had her pride as a fighter, a need to come out on top and prove her superiority. Not that anyone with even a single working eye would ever doubt she was Juri’s better, but even so.

And yet, that part of her mind took a backseat to the lizard brain, today. In this moment, she had one, single goal: To do as much harm to Juri as possible. To that end, she pushed her way up and hobbled after Juri as she crawled away, intent on not giving the woman a single inch.

She was too hurt to use most of her kicks at the moment, but she would be damned if she let Juri get away without a good helping of pain. With a shriek, she threw herself forward with arms open and tried to tackle her opponent, looking to wrestle her back to the floor and get on top, shrieking and cursing and screaming all the way.

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Juri heard the countdown and started climbing the apron, reaching the bottom rope with her right hand, but before she could lift herself up, she got tackled in the back. "Ghagh! Nogh!" Juri let out, hanging desperately onto the rope while Luong was doing her best to bring her down.
"Ghhk let go of me you clingy slutghuaah!" Juri protested, but she soon found herself laying on the floor, underneath Luong.

8!

Juri thrashed and swayed, the two women screamed and cursed at each other. Juri's left hand went towards Luong's face. She would press her thumb into Luong's right eye socket while her right hand would reach through the apron, underneath the ring, searching for something, anything...
"I'll rip your fucking eyes out!"