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

[Monsy]

The foot gonked Jian right on her nose, and her head had a mini snap backwards. Things started in-aligning into multiple dimensions and lenses that went around in a disorientating circle. Her immediate instinct was the numb, itch on her nose bridge, then the inner, deeply buried sense to sneeze. She placed her hand over it, then dotted her finger-tips on the ground. By that time, Svetlana smoked the kneeling dragon onto her back “OOF!” And Jian was flat with a groan. The stiff arm put her down with wondrous authority that made her collar and neck tingle in its aftershock.

[Highfly]

Tai was down and now Svetlana as in perfect position for a hold. She wrapped her legs around Tai's head, squeezing and crushing while locking them together with a figure four as her thighs were tensed up. Svetlana was going to try to choke the fight right out of Tai looking to do as much damage as possible to this woman. Svetlena would love to see her tap out or pass out, but she knew it was still early. Svetlana however also knew that keeping her momentum going would be key against her opponent.

[Monsy]

Key to Jianying’s survival was knowing what could come next. Our dear Svetlana, fast, strong and already shooting for a potential finish in what was two legs going straight around Jianying's head. The smart thing to do was remain calm. With your blood being stiffened and your throat closing, the only tool was your mind. You don’t escape this.

So, she gripped the side of their legs, but didn't waste effort prying too hard. She kicked, rotated her hips to shuffle and point her feet towards the ropes. If she could get herself aligned, she’d smile, then shoot her feet into the air towards it. A rope break wasn’t what she had in mind, though. Instead, she used the middle rope as a launchpad, thrust, then hopefully force Svetlana to fall onto her back, where Jianying could come over their body and almost squat above their head, folding them in two with Jianying’s neck still locked, folded, cranked and choked.

But Jian knew the rules. And at this point, she pressed her hands on Svetlana’s shoulders and engaged in a pinfall count.

[Highfly]

Svetlana felt Tai adjusting and shook her head. She was in trouble and knew it. She had to think of some way to keep this woman down or...

"ONE!"

Svetlana cursed under her breath sending a punch or two quickly into Tai's face before letting go and rolling back trying to rise to her feet more quickly than her opponent could. Svetlana couldn't for the life of her manage to get ahead for any meaningful stretch and it was starting to wear at her. Again she would step up and grapple hoping to land a knee strike to Tai before hip tossing her down to the canvas unless something else managed to go wrong...

[Monsy]

Jianying’s neck was free, but her face took a painful lick. She touched it with a finger, traced it down, calmed, breathing out through an O-shaped mouth. Smart play all around. This girl was a hungry player, is what she found. Always on the attack and looking to do damage anywhere she can.

There she came again, straight on, into another lock-up, with a knee battering what gave the Iron Ore Dragon her name: her stomach. She fidgeted forward, but kept focused. With wind still in her sails, she lowered her base, locked a leg behind theirs and stuffed the hip-toss. In tandem, Jianying cinched her arms around their gut, then attempted to lift them up! …. Then plant them for the back suplex!

[Highfly]

Svetlana thought she was about to build some momentum but once again as she came in with as hard a knee strike as she could muster it simply wasn't enough to stun her foe. Svetlana was instead grabbed and lift up crashing hard to the mat with a suplex instead of sending Tai down with a hip toss! "UGH!" She groaned as she crashed to the mat, kicking in pain as she lay on the canvas. Things weren't looking good at all and Svetlana was starting to feel downright embarrassed.

[Monsy]

Jianying started to get the rhythm of the ring. Move-to-move, like frames on a film.
She took this lesson the moment they landed, and immediately popped off the canvas with an electric kip-up, turning around, and immediately going to grab them by the arm. From there, she yanked, stepped back and hopped to pull Svetlana on her feet, and into the Iron Ore Dragon’s hug!

One-two. INHALE. And--
Jianying tried to heave them, timed to her exhale -- an overhead belly-to-belly suplex!

[Highfly]

Svetlana was hurting and tired of being embarrassed. She felt herself hauled up and grabbed knowing she had to act. She slammed Tai with two hard knee strikes to the abdomen before breaking out with her arms hoping that would free herself from her opponents grip! From there Svetlana would try to grab Tai around the head and lean back to instead DDT her to the mat head first to try to get something going.

[Monsy]

Repeated knees barraged Jianying’s stomach into a backstep. She keeled over, first an inch, then more-so hunched in this sudden release of air. Her grip was compromised, and Svetlana slipped it. An arm came around her head, forearm to her face, then whipped to fall forward off her feet. Striking a surface in such a manner was foreign. It’s right above the hairline, almost, like trying to headbutt a soccer ball but it hits wide from improper form.

Her knees caught the ground, but her face was flat on the canvas. A curve formed into her spine, but as Jianying flexed her abdominals, she looked more to be keeling over, holding her head and muttering a groan.

[Highfly]

Svetlana planted her opponent to the mat and she had to keep going. She moved behind Tai and quickly snapped on a hold. Her legs clamped around Tai's waist squeezing away with a body scissor while her arms wrapped around Tai's head choking her as Svetlana locked in a rear naked choke! She was looking to crush the torso and airway of her opponent trying to inflict as much punishment in a short amount of time as possible! Svetlana wasn't going to lose, she was going to show that she was a winner between the ropes!