Prince meets the Ace

[Teenwrestler]

Hissing in pain from the stiff kick to his chest, the prince responded with a quick jab to the Ace's abs causing her to gasp in pain and step away from him. Daisuke's plan worked and he too would quickly get back up on his feet and stagger back, still massaging his sore chest whilst glaring at Misaki from a distance. That glare soon turned into a smirk as Daisuke raised his arms and applauded Misaki, "Well well well, you haven't disappointed me yet, Misaki-san. You truly are one of the best wrestlers, its a shame we have to settle things this way." he would say.

"Come, I'll show you who truly is the best among us. Then you may serve me for a week" he would say, reminding her of the stakes. With that, Daisuke lunged in to lock up with her but this time it was he would feign in the grapple. If Misaki fell for his trap, he would grab her arm and take it behind her, pressing it high above her back and wrenching it in a hammerlock submission.

[Arjuna]

Misaki smiled as she listened to Daisuke's words. "Well, you seem to care about being the best very much, though I don't think you're gonna become the best one out there just by defeating me..." Misaki said as she would prepare herself for her next clash with the self-proclaimed Wrestling Prince. When Daisuke lunged towards her, Misaki would react in kind, preparing herself to lock up with him with a grapple.

But it turned out that Daisuke was just feigning the grapple, and he managed to fool Misaki with the feint. He went to grab her by her arm before taking it behind her, trapping her in a hammerlock. "Uhhnn!!" Misaki winced as her arm was twisted to her back by Daisuke, and she tried to ease the pain by arching her body a little, pushing her busty chest forward. At the moment, she was trapped, and she would try to figure out a way to escape this before Daisuke could come up with something more devastating than this. "Nghhhh..."

[Teenwrestler]

The wrestling prince's charming words did seem to flatter Misaki, who smiled at him. She would have her own words for him, proving once more that despite being an accomplished wrestler she was much more humble than the prince and had different motivations than him as well. Nonetheless, the two would lunge in to grapple but the prince managed to feign in and get behind Misaki, trapping her in a firm hammerlock. He wrenched her arm high up against her back while keeping his front pressed up against her back. To her credit, Misaki did her best to try and alleviate the pressure from the submission.

"I do care about being the best Misaki-san. While what you say is true but...by beating you, I would be one step closer to that goal" he whispered. The prince would release her arm and step to the side, now wrapping his arm around her head while pressing her head against the side of his chest to lock in a firm side headlock, squeezing her head as hard as he could.

"Do you submit Misaki-san?" he grinned.

[Arjuna]

Misaki tried her best to alleviate the pain from the hammerlock before Daisuke released her. But before she could let out a sigh of relief, he went to put her into a side headlock instead, once again putting her under pressure in the hold. "Nghhhh..." She grunted, trying her best to endure the hold as she tried to formulate a plan to escape.

"N-no!" Misaki replied to Daisuke's words, refusing to submit. Misaki wouldn't submit all that easily, at least not yet. Still, she needed to do something, and desperate time called for desperate measure as she would try to hammer her elbow against the side of Daisuke's body, hoping to stun him, allowing her to wiggle herself out of the headlock.

[Teenwrestler]

The wrestling prince would attempt to show off his wrestling ability to Misaki Toyoda by pulling off some basic chain wrestling maneuvers. He transitioned the collar and elbow tie-up into a simple hammerlock to keep Misaki on her toes and just as she was about to figure out a way to escape, he would once more change up the submission into a simple headlock. Now, squeezing her head against his strong bicep while keeping her face pressed against the side of his chest.

Daisuke would smirk in confidence, watching Misaki moan in pain and struggling to escape. "No? Are you sure about that Misaki-san? It could get alot worse you know." he warned. Just as he said that, the Ace would cock her elbow and hammer it against the side of his body. "Ooouuff!" he cried out after the impact. The now stunned prince was forced to relinquish his submission hold and stagger back while slightly bent over, clutching his sore ribs.

[Arjuna]

Thanks to the strike, Misaki managed to escape the hold, and she breathed hard as she tried to regain her composure. Seeing Daisuke still reeling in pain, the Ace of Berserk would try to take advantage of this as she would slip behind the man, hoping that she could get there before he could recover so that she could trap him into an abdominal stretch. Twisting to the side in order to apply pressure into the hold, she decided that she might as well return the question that he asked her earlier.

"How about you? Feeling like submitting now?" Misaki asked, a cheeky smile on her face as she would keep the pressure going in the abdominal stretch.

[Teenwrestler]

Forced to release the Ace from the headlock, the prince now found himself staggering back and clutching his ribs from that strike. Misaki was known for her grappling and submission ability but she could sure pack a punch when the situation called for it. The two took a moment to catch their breath, Daisuke was in no rush to take the fight to Misaki just yet. However, with Misaki getting an edge over the prince for now she knew she had to push for the advantage and did just that.

The Ace would quickly get behind Daisuke and trap him in a abdominal stretch hold, twisting to the side to really stretch the perfect abdomen of the prince. "Arrrghh!!! AHHH" he moaned out loud, trapped in the expertly applied submission. "Oww oww, are you kidding? Arrghh! T-this is nothing" he pretended that her submission wasn't hurting him.

Daisuke tried to wriggle free but it wasn't working out at all so instead he tried to raise his foot off the ring canvas and tried to stomp it on top of Misaki's foot.

[Arjuna]

Locking Daisuke in the abdominal stretch, Misaki would keep applying pressure into the hold, looking to make him submit. But then, Daisuke decided to stomp onto her foot, causing her to yelp, and in turn, releasing him from the hold. She would push Daisuke away from her as she would hop back, groaning in pain due to her aching foot.

"Erghh..." Misaki tried to soothe her foot that was stomped, but her eyes would remain glued on the man before her. She needed to make sure that she could see him coming so that she could prepare herself for whatever he would throw at her next.

[Teenwrestler]

The wrestling prince would let out a soft moan each time Misaki would stretch his body beyond the point of where it was meant to be stretched. Instead of being technical about it, the prince would simply stomp down on the foot of his opponent and force her to let him go instead of him finding an escape himself. Misaki would give him a hard shove while backing up herself, soothing her foot with her hands but her eyes remained locked at the prince.

Daisuke would stagger forward from the shove but quickly turned back to face Misaki. Their eyes met and Daisuke quickly lunged back at her, looking to grab at her shoulders and push her backwards until her back would hit the turnbuckle and he would pin her in the corner. If he managed to do that, the prince would lower himself and attempt to ram his shoulder into her abs to keep her pinned against the corner while knocking the wind out of her at the same time.

[Arjuna]

Keeping her eyes on Daisuke, Misaki saw the man rushing towards her and grabbing her by her shoulder. Before she could do anything, she was pushed back towards the corner, and her back hit the turnbuckle. Grunting from the collision, Misaki was prepared to go for a strike when Daisuke rammed his shoulder into her abs, causing her to gasp in pain, wind expelled out of her lungs.

"PUGHH!!"

With one eye closed, Misaki was determined to put a stop to whatever Daisuke was trying to do despite her aching belly. Bringing both her hands up, she would clasp them together before bringing them down onto Daisuke's back, looking to hit him with a double axe handle!