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

[Monsy]

“Oaf!” A hard shot to the iron dome that was the abs of Jianying Tai. They flexed in response, sucked in and pushed out. Her knees came up. Then she was pulled for another round of punishment that saw her take a stance, hunched over, underneath Svetlana’s arm. However, instead of letting her leg be captured, she pulled it back, hoping to make them reached for it and leave them unsuspecting for an incoming fist, hammering right against their side!

One punch became two. Then three! Right in the juicy hard side where Jianying hoped to reverse the suplex by pulling out her head, then capture an arm, putting it over Jianying's shoulder and reach across their collar. If that was possible, then she’d grab the hip, huff a mighty breath then explode with her own suplex!

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[Highfly]

Svetlana thought she had actually done something to hurt of slow this woman... but she was wrong. Instead of sending her crashing to the mat again the debuting wrestler was making a fool of Svetlana and had instead lift Svetlana up sending her down hard to the canvas! "UGH!" Svetlana groaned as she crashed to the mat, grabbing at her back and kicking in pain as she had once again had her momentum stopped before it got going. Svetlana's frustration was mounting as she didn't want to just be some doormat for a wrestler making her debut. Svetlana shook her head trying to slowly make it up to her feet although her entire torso was hurting.

[Monsy]

The Iron Ore dragon was still going strong, even after the pin attempt.
She was taking a bit of a combo, but that arc has passed. It left her sore, mostly in her upper back and head. But that was her favourite feeling. It was currency to show that there was something fun here, and on the first night.

Jianying was on her back, turning over to her stomach and planting a foot down from her knees. She got up, bladed her stance, then beckoned Svetlana from behind with both arms. Jianying bounced, foot-to-foot. Loose.

"TAI!" "TAI!" "TAI!" "TAI!" The crowd got into it.

And that looked to feed into Jianying's strength, who bounced to the tempo with looser arms beginning to make fists. And when Svetlana turned around, that's when Jianying went for a Superkick! If it hit: the audience would sing "Oooohhh!" Then... Jianying went for a second! "Aaaaah!" They went. Finally... A third! "Yaah!"

Altogether, three superkicks. A combo Jian called:

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[Highfly]

The embarrassment and humiliation were already swelling in Svetlana as she was trying hard only for a brand new wrestler to show up and seemingly toy with her without taking her seriously. As she staggered up her head was rocked by a kick leaving the thick Polish girl staggered and hobbled before the second one smashed her head again sending her stumbling to the ropes! Seeing double and a blurry haze Svetlana walked right into the third that smashed her face and sent the entirely dazed and embarrassed woman to the mat as she barely moved or made noise the throbbing pain of her face the only thing equalling her entirely smashed pride as she felt like she was just some plaything despite all the work she put in to be as good of a wrestler as she could be.

[Monsy]

Snap. Snap. Snap!

Three perfect blows straight to the chin! Oof, the snap. Wet water clap. Skin against foot. It was lovely to behind and the crowd was alive for it. Jianying used the momentum from the third and final kick to complete a turn. She hopped, stomped her feet, kissed the ends of her index and middle finger pressed together like finger-guns, then spread them out like her draconic wings. "Yeah-yeah...!"

Now, though. That meant keeping on. She bent over, grabbed Svetlana's wrist and pulled them up into a front headlock, tucked beneath her pit. The arm Jianying held was thrown over her nape. Then Jianying reached to hook Svetlana's leg. She continued to play into crowdfare by making three exaggerated huffs like a dragon blowing fire. Then she grinned, heaved. Jianying arched her back and took the girl into the air, then upside down in one fluent motion.

And when Svetlana was perfectly turned upsidedown, head, nape and shoulderblades pointed at the canvas, Jianying sat out and spiked them with

!

If the move landed, she'd keep the leg firmly in her grasp, and hold them in a nice leghook from over their head!

Spoiler

[Highfly]

Svetlana was nearly out as she was grabbed and moved, unable to stop anything. Somewhat mercifully the embarrassment would end as the move sent her head crashing down, so nearly KOing her that Svetlana had no clue what was going on and she was motionless as her leg was lift up, her thick thigh jiggling a bit as it was held as she was pinned. The count was academic.

"ONE!"

"TWO!"

"THREE!"

[Monsy]

DING-DING-DING!

Jianying let the girl's leg go. Then backrolled. On her knees, Jianying leaned with both hands on her thighs with a smile and light pant. It was a good opener, with some challenges and hiccups that she didn't expect. But nothing unmanageable. She was in good shape and let her smile show for it. The referee raised her hand from the position and Jianying stood. Once it was free, Jianying walked over to stand by Svetlana, squatted down with her knees together and extended a hand. "You ok? Need a lift?"

[Highfly]

Svetlana was nearly out covering her face in her arms as she rolled away. She came to a stop near the ropes and the feeling of embarrassment washed over her. She wasn't some rising star like she always envisioned herself. She was struggling to win as much as she lost and being used to highlight newcomers. Her opponent came over as if she hadn't just been in a match and offered to help Svetlana up.

"No, I am fine. Thank you." Svetlana said as she rolled underneath the ropes and slid, landing and swaying as she stumbled outside the ring. She had her hands on her hips and walked on limp shaky legs as she shook her head. She was moving slowly and felt embarrassed after losing the way she did against someone who was brand new. She couldn't look anyone in the eye right now and her head was down her entire hobbled walk back up the ramp.

[Monsy]

Jianying watched them roll out, taking her hand back and shrugging it off. It's an understandable pride, but she can only hope they learned a thing or three from stepping up to a dragon. For now, though, Jianying took her fanfare. She stepped up the turnbuckles, kissed her fingers and spread her wings once again. The crowd's response gave her a smile. Then she left the ring. Before she was gone, however, she turned to the ring again midway of the ramp, put her hands together and executed a bow. She parted with a two-finger salute, heading backstage in hopes to find a good warm shower. Her ride home. Then: a lovely nap.

Today would be a good day.

Winner via Pinfall: Jianying Tai