L.A.W. - League of Anime Wrestling

The sounds Blake made when her knee struck the turnbuckle told Keqing how much it hurt. It gave her enough time to bring her opponent down, trapping Blake's legs and forcing them open into a painful splits! Keqing could tell though that Blake was plenty flexible, as the her legs opened pretty easily, showing the stretchiness of her tendons. Still, being trapped in this hold for an extended period would hurt quite a bit, and Keqing was counting on doing that to weaken Blake as much as possible!

But as she maintained her hold, Blake suddenly struck back. "Ugh!" Keqing grunted when Blake's fist smashed into her cheek. The dark-haired fighter seemed intent on breaking Keqing's hold by smashing her face! Not wanting to take too much damage, Keqing released Blake, quickly rolling back out of the ring to put some distance between her and her opponent.

Keqing wouldn't stay outside for long though. She made her way around the ring, leaping back up onto the apron. "Hey! Over here!" she called, hoping to get Blake's attention and make her come over to where she stood. Keqing gripped the top ropes, standing outside of the ring apron's edge. She wanted Blake to come charging at her, hoping to stop her momentum with a big strike. When Blake got close, Keqing would pull back on the top rope and leap up, the swing her way feet-first in between the top and middle ropes, using the elasticity of the ropes to propel her forward! She would attempt to smash both her heels into Blake's chest in a powerful dropkick, hoping to take her clean off her feet with that blow!

Blake thanks to her flexibility was able to weather the storm that was this hold. Actually reversing the situation back onto Keqing with furious blows coming down on her face. Smartly enough Keqing decided to release the hold and create some distance between herself and Blake. Thankfully while the damage was not extensive, there was still damage done to Blake from the hold. But if Keqing was on the retreat, Blake felt that it would be in her best interest to catch Keqing before establishing a safe space.

How wrong Blake would be. Keqing would leap up back to her feet and towards the ropes. Beckoning Blake to come to her, odd as it seemed Blake only assumed this was some taunting gesture. Not taking the words for any other meaning Blake pushed forward. Hence has Blake got up she would make her way towards Keqing quickly. Which is when her plan would spring into action. Keqing with a wonderful display of athleticism would use the ropes as foot hold, launching herself at Blake with a drop kick!

GAH! Blake let out audibly as she was knocked onto her back due to the attack. She was unable to do anything about dodging as it was to late. Blake figured that Keqing was a capable wrestler in her own right. But Blake did not expect such a feat coming from her opponent. That would mean Blake needed to adjust her expectations for Keqing in this match. Though that would have to be after this pain in her chest subsidizes.

Her dropkick landed perfectly as Keqing swung back into the ring, landing on her feet after dealing that devastating blow straight to Blake's chest. Her raven-haired opponent was completely laid out on her back, stunned and coughing, completely open for Keqing to strike. Keqing decided now was the perfect opportunity to hit her opponent hard with a powerful high-flying attack!

The purple-haired athlete turned around and leapt up, her feet landing on the middle ropes. She used the ropes to vault herself into the air, arching her back as she flipped head over heels in a graceful arc. The crowd let out a roar as they saw Keqing flying up and flipping over. Then she came back down, tightening her body and aiming to come crashing upon Blake's torso with a beautifully executed and no doubt utterly devastating Moonsault Press!

Blake had been taken off guard by the surprising offense Keqing had been able to string together. It was reaching dangerous levels as the momentum was shifting towards Keqing more and more. Especially now leaving the black haired woman on her back breathing heavily. Keqing was looking to make the most of this moment as the audience was practically telling Blake with their cheers. Partially faking the severity of the damage to allow Keqing to feel some sense of hope.

High flying moves were high risk and high reward in nature. Blake knew that, being on both ends of the spectrum. Keqing was looking to flatten Blake with her own body in a majestic moonsault press. Thankfully counters to these moves did not require much from Blake. Blake would simply raise her knees up to cover her body and let Keqing land on Blake’s knees. Instantly doing more damage to Keqing and in the process may have given the momentum back to Blake. Taking a deep breath Blake would get on her knees and look over at her opponent. Now Blake with spoke with her breathing fixed Lost that bet huh? Blake said as she grabbed Keqing’s hair. Roughly throwing the purple head wrestler into the turnbuckle to that Keqing personally hit the inside corner.