L.A.W. - League of Anime Wrestling

Zira would smirk as she invited Aoto to come at her, willing to give the woman a free first shot at her and thats just what she got as Aoto's feet connected with her chest and knocked her clear off her feet with a drop kick! Grunting as she the mat Zira felt one of her legs grabbed by the foot and tsked, not willing to give the younger woman a second free shot. Using her caught limb Zira would pull Aoto in towards her before turning and shooting her leg outwards to slam a vicious kick right into Aoto's ribs to try and knock the lioness backwards!

Aoto would start feeling slightly hopeful as her dropkick connected, flooring her teacher. But that hoped would quickly be crushed as Zira easily stopped her attempts to trap her in a submission, sending a strong kick to her breast and chest and sending her flying as she clutched her chest in pain, gasping for air.

Managing to kick her student away Zira would kip up to her feet and lock eyes with the blue haired girl. "Come on brat show me what you've learned!" Zira declared as she stepped forward with an arm reared back to deliver a hard chop across Aoto's chest before gesturing for the girl to do the same right back to her!

"Ack!" Aoto would gasp in pain as she is chopped across the chest, trying her best to retaliate in a similar fashion to strike her mentor. Knowing that her strike was much weaker than she wanted it to be, she would attempt to kick Zira's legs to sweep them out from under her and cause her to fall back onto the mat, where she would attempt to lock in a kneebar.

Zira smirked as she took Aoto's chop back, barely feeling anything as a result. "Have you not been practicing our stri- whoa!" Zira gasped as her legs were taken out from under her by a leg sweep from Aoto, leaving her grunting on the mat as her foe then locked her in a knee bar! "Ngh! Cheeky little..." Zira groaned out as she then raised her free leg up to start throwing kicks at Aoto's own legs and body to try and force her to let go!

"Nngh! Agh!"

Aoto would yelp in pain as she succeeded in getting her mentor in a hold, only for Zira to start ramming her leg into her legs and belly, forcing her to let go only a few seconds after locking in the hold. She would groan as she rolled away, clutching her stomach in pain as she tried to get back onto her feet with the help of the ropes

Managing to land multiple kicks into Aoto to force her into letting go Zira would would roll over and push herself to her feet while looking across the ring at the now hurting Aoto. "Not bad kid. But for as much as you use holds you need to be more aware of your opponent's body parts that can fight back." Zira said as she began to circle the blue haired girl, waiting for her to make a move.

She would gasp in pain, clutching her chest as she caught her breath, slowly pulling herself back to her feet.

"Y-yes ma'am..."[color]
After a few more seconds of breath catching, she would charge back towards Zira, trying to hit her with a clothesline.