Huo "Seiten" Yuanjun [D] vs Ivan Ramirez

[Void-Effect]

Huo would groan in pain as she felt dozen punches slammed into her face followed by a kick sending her falling to the mat, cause her to laying there and holding her face in pain, even more dazed than before as she saw a shadow above her, saw something falling toward her as she use all her strength to push herself to roll to the side, manage to barely dodge the elbow drop and let him slam his elbow against the empty mat as she laying on her stomach, panting softly as she whine softly, head throbbing in pain.

[MR. Q]

"Fuckin' hell!" Ivan cursed as he felt a searing pain shoot through his elbow upon impact with the unforgiving mat. He'd misjudged Huo's movement and ended up taking the brunt of his own fall instead.

Him but with his elbow

Rubbing his sore joint, Ivan glared down at the battered woman writhing on the canvas below him. Despite his current discomfort, he pushed himself forward.

Crawling behind her, Ivan grabbed hold of the Chinese wrestler. Arms wrapped around her waist, he pulled her up to stand as he prepared to suplex her again.

[Void-Effect]

Groaning dizzily, she would felt herself being grabbed again as Huo felt a pair of arms wrapped around her waist, as she felt Ivan try to pick her up, using her head, she would stomp at his feet to distract him while struggle around, attempt to escape, using their body to rub and grind against each other as Huo doesn’t need herself to be even more dazed

[MR. Q]

Ivan gritted his teeth against the stinging pain in his foot from Huo's stomp. But as she ground her firm, panty-clad bottom against his crotch, he couldn't help the low moan that escaped his throat.

Despite the distracting friction, Ramirez focused on his goal. He hooked his hands around Huo's waist and heaved upward, lifting her effortlessly as he suplexed her once more. Slamming her down onto the mat with a resounding thud, Ivan rolled away with a grin.

"That'll teach ya to mess with me!"

[Void-Effect]

Huo would collapse as she pants heavily, dizzily looking at the ceiling with her arms and legs spread open as her chest move up and down from the heavy breathing before she would try to sit back up, and continue to match, refuse to give up as she throw a middle finger at Ivan

[MR. Q]

"Manners! It's family night!" Ivan scolded playfully, smacking Huo's raised middle finger with a mock stern expression.

But his displeasure was short-lived as he scooped the feisty Chinese beauty up, cradling her in a fireman's carry. Walking towards the ropes, Ramirez slammed Huo's upper body against the turnbuckle pad, putting her in place.

"Better grit your teeth." He muttered before he proceeded to assault her exposed abdomen.

[Void-Effect]

Huo would yelp out in pain with each punch, and in reflex, she would bring her leg up as she proceeded to to kick Ivan in the face with her right leg, and use that opportunity put a few more kicks in, attempt to turn the table against Ivan as she keep on kicking his face

[MR. Q]

Ivan grunted with each punishing blow to Huo's midriff. She suddenly lashed out, catching him squarely in the face with her quick kick, Ivan stumbled backward.

Blinded by pain, the Filipino wrestler barely registered the torrent of additional kicks raining down upon him. They connected with accuracy, forcing Ivan to stagger about like a drunkard, his arms futilely trying to ward off the onslaught.

A particularly strong kick caught Ivan beneath the chin, snapping his head back. He stumbled backwards as he rubbed his sore jawline.

[Void-Effect]

Like Ivan, also blinded by emotions, but instead of pain, it would be anger, she would hop down and charge toward her as she start throwing left and right hook at Ivan's face, refuse to let him off the hook as she grunt with each punch "Didn't. Your. Mother. Tell. You. Treat. Lady. With. Respect!" The Chinese beauty said with anger in her breath before she ended it after fifteen or so punches with a headbutt

[MR. Q]

Ivan stood his ground, absorbing each furious punch to his face with a stoic expression. To him, Huo's blows were nothing more than cute, ineffective slaps from a feisty kitten.

As she raged on, Ivan waited patiently for her to tire herself out. Finally, when she attempted to headbutt him, he caught her forehead with a solid palm, stopping her attack cold.

"My mother was a street whore," Ivan said, giving her a blank stare before headbutting her.

Hard.