L.A.W. - League of Anime Wrestling

Yang's fist dug itself into Sakura's abs, but the pinkette did not let that go unpunished, she jabbed her straightened hand into Yang's belly button, delivered a good amount of hurt to the blonde, but not as much as she wanted. To make things worse, at the same time as Sakura connected her strike, Yang connected her knee strike with Sakura's stomach. Oopfff! Ghugh! The blow folded Sakura further, blew the air out of her lungs and made her cough for a bit.
This felt like a competition between their abdomens, who could crush the other's first. Sakura badly wanted to fold Yang and force her fist deep into her core, so that's what she'd do. Bitch, I'll smash your stomach!

If Yang did not retreat her leg right after landing the knee strike into Sakura's stomach, she'd find it trapped by one of Sakura's arms while the other arm would send a nasty uppercut into Yang's solar plexus. If she wasn't interrupted by then, she'd try and send another exact same blow into Yang's belly, hoping to push her fist in as deep as she could..

Yang landed a monster of a knee, but with it being a knee blow she had to bring her leg back. Though in this case, Yang could not bring back in her knee fast enough. As Sakura let out a scream of an attack. Yang couldn't defend against this. OOOOUHHH Yang let out a painful grunt, even letting out her mouthpiece in the process falling onto Sakura's abdomen and onto the floor. Yang doubled over in pain holding her stomach. The blow echoed throughout Yang's body, never before had Yang been hit with a punch like her own. Wha~What is up with you... Yang said with a wheeze looking for her breath. Yang knowing full well another blow was coming she had to do something to stop that. Yang fell onto Sakura essentially clinching her making sure Sakura couldn't send out that punch. Now Yang resting her head on Sakura's shoulder counting every second she had.

Sakura was a stubborn, determined woman and refused to go down against this blonde bimbo no matter what. Her stubborness paid off when she retaliated with a stiff uppercut to Yang's solar plexus that practically pacified Yang for the time being as all Yang could do was clinch with Sakura.

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Does your tummy hurt? Pathetic... Sakura sneered before changing her approach a little. A smirk would appear on Sakura's face as she decided to use this situation to tease her opponent. Oh? You should treat me to dinner first... Sakura would comment on Yang practically hugging her. So in turn, Sakura would put her hands on Yang's back before they would drift down to her tight booty before she'd start groping it sensually. But oh well... The pinkette would say before she'd follow up with kisses on Yang's neck and cheek. Mhm.

Yang was gasping for air at this point. Every second her abs weren’t getting blasted was a blessing. Now in the clinch Yang was slowly trying to get her breath back. Hearing Sakura call Yang pathetic gave her a rise. But she decided against speaking back. In order to recompose herself, though as Yang fully expected to get some blows. Instead Sakura got a good grab of Yang’s ass. Yang perked up when Sakura grabbed her that way. wh~What are you doing? Yang would say to her opponent cheeks getting red.

That is when Sakura would plant a kiss on Yang’s cheek and neck. Yang let out a slight moan as a prospect, one the audience most likely didn’t hear. As if pouring gasoline on a fire Yang erupted. Yang while still in the clinch has had enough. Yang would make sure that her opponent paid dearly for teasing her like this in match. You are going to regret that you bimbo To retaliate Yang would try to push Sakura back slightly and with her right hand send a dizzying uppercut cutting in between her breasts and landing on her chin.

Her body was aching from the exchange, but Sakura managed to come out victorious in that exchange, leaving Yang with the only option of a clinch.
The two were hugging somewhat and the pinkette made sure to taunt and tease the hell out of the blonde in hopes to provoke the damaged bimbo into going berserk, in which Sakura succeeded. Make me! Sakura taunted again in response to Yang's threat. Sakura got pushed back, but regained her composure, bringing her arms up and front, but the kunoichi's eyes widened when Yang was already throwing an uppercut from beneath, passing her guard and smashing the fist into Sakura's chin, rocking her head backwards, with the rest of her body following suit.

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Uhwahh!! An instant gasp escaped Sakura's mouth, some sweat splashing on impact and the milf was sent backwards to the wall of the steel cage, resting one hand on the wall, while the other would hold onto her chin and try her best to recover from the blow that shook her brains, disrupting Sakura's sense of balance.

Sakura had gotten the upper hand in making Yang submit to a clinch and even embarrassing her. Luckily pissing off Yang was the worst thing she could do in that position. Well, any position really. Now with Yang pushing Sakura back, she felt her punch land cleanly on Sakura's chin. Sending the pink-haired milf rocking backward into the cage wall. Most likely scrambling her brains in the process. Yang would place a hand on her abs wincing at their punishment. Yup that is gonna hurt like hell in the morning Yang would admit to herself.

Pulling herself back to reality, Yang rushed Sakura who was reeling from her uppercut. Yang goes after Sakura, seeing as she was still recovering. Once in range, Yang would grab Sakura's hand that was on the wall and pull Sakura towards her. Firstly sending a knee to Sakura's abdomen for her troubles. If that lands. Yang would spin Sakura around so that her back was to Yang. With that Yang would wrap her arms around Sakura's midsection, flexing her arms as she lifted the pink milf of the ground. Arching her back taking Sakira along with her planting her like a tree on the canvas, with a German Suplex!

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A solid blow to the chin could easily end the fight on the spot, any experienced fighter would confirm that and Sakura received exactly that kind of blow, rocking her all the way back to the wall, losing her sense of position in the process. Luckily, Sakura was a tough woman and it was not enough to take her out of the fight. However, Yang was practically free to do whatever with her and moments later she felt a stinging pain in her gut that folded her. OOoff! Sakura forcibly breathed out. Before she could regain her bearings, Sakura was already facing the wall for some reason and Yang had her arms around the pinkette's waist. No! Aaah! And there she went flying and landing hard on the canvas. AaaGh! A short, pained grunt escaped her mouth as she rolled onto her front and laid there, unmoving, just wincing in pain.

Yang had Sakura in the best position. The pink fighter was down on the ground, reeling from a suplex lovingly delivered by Yang. Wanting to push her advantage forward, Yang couldn't think of anything fancy to put Sakura through. Now Yang had one goal in mind. Beat Sakura's face in keeping that in mind. Yang would grab onto Sakura and flip her over onto her back. If Yang could she mounted Sakura, now most people watching knew what was going to happen.
Do me a favor and STAY DOWN Yang would say as she sent a hammer of a punch to Sakura's face. Hoping it would land and cause some damage. Permanent damage wouldn't be to bad If not the first fist then the following fists to Sakura's face would do it. Hopefully

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After the uppercut to the chin, Sakuras world went bouncing. The German suplex that followed afterwards didn't help either.

Exposed, sakura got mounted by her opponent who was hungry for the ex-kunoichis pain. Just when sakura opened her eyes to look around, the first thing she saw was Yang sitting on top of her, with a winded up fist. Sakuras eyes widened and she quickly raised her hands up to protect her face, but she wasn't there in time, so Sakura got a very good feeling of Yang's knuckle smashing into her cheek like a baseball.
"Ooaaehhkk! Ghhkk... Tsschk!" She'd cry out after the first blow and grunting as the follow up punches bombarded her defense.

Sakuras daughter was yelling and slapping on the metal ring fences, encouraging her mother to fight back. "Cmon you can do this, mom! Don't let her do this to you!"
The building up frustration of Sakura multiplied Sakuras desire to dominate this blonde Barbie and pummel her till she can't stand up.

If Yang was anything right now she was riled up. Not to sound too much of a bad guy but something about smashing her fists in Sakura's face felt right. In Yang's head Sakura had it coming and here it was. Now without form or anything special, Yang was just throwing her fists at Sakura's face. Which by now she had guard up making sure things wouldn't get any worse for now. But with a position like this it wouldn't take long for Yang to break through. Sakura had to be feeling it in her arms after all.

That's when Sakura's daughter decided to give her two cents on the match. Obviously not paying attention to where her mom is. ("Let her do this" Nah kid she can't stop me) Yang thought to herself as she felt herself getting closer to breaking Sakura's defenses