L.A.W. - League of Anime Wrestling

The attacks that had soften his back really helped Misaki as the camel clutch felt much more painful than it should have. Plus, she had excellent technique in the submission hold and there was not much room for him to escape. His hands slipped away from her thigh but it was too little too late, she had already scooted further back around his tailbone and kept pushing back and eventually he had no choice but to tap out to her. As soon as the tap came, Misaki would let Trent go as his head dropped on the ring mat and he was down on his back. Exhausted!

Misaki would roll off of him, satisfied at her victory. Trent would feel a tap on his shoulder as he rolled onto his back, looking up at Misaki who smiled back down on him and asked if he was alright. He would groan and nod, "Ow yeah, I'm okay. You don't have to apologize Misaki-san" he said as he slowly pulled himself back up to his feet. "Yeah....you won Misaki-san, but we aren't done yet!" he said, stretching his neck and clutching it.

"Oww ahh! You managed to beat me in a spar in the ring. Our wrestling marathon will still continue.....because next, I'm going to see how good the Berserk Ace is in an oil wrestling match" he said, stepping back up to her face to face. "You're the best wrestler I've ever faced....which is why.....to be the best, I need to beat you Misaki-san" he said, blushing a bit as he brushed some stray stands of her hair back.

Misaki listened to Trent as she was already on her feet. When Trent said that the next challenge would be an oil match, she blinked a little, thinking that it might be a little too risque, especially since Trent was a guy. She's certainly not against something like this, but she had to think about it for a while before nodding. "Very well. It'll be my first time facing a guy in an oil match, but if you insist, then I find no reason to decline..." she smiled at him.

"Thank you..." Misaki said when Trent called her the best wrestler he had ever faced. "Well, I'm sure there are a lot of other wrestlers out there who are much better than me, but I guess I'll take the compliment..." Rolling her shoulder a little, she then asked, "So, are you going to treat me to a dinner? You did promise, right?" She said cheekily, sticking her tongue playfully at the guy.

Trent Masters may have lost the match but he didn't feel too sour about it. After all, there was no shame in losing to someone like Misaki Toyoda. He gave her a tough match and perhaps on another day, he might have won against her too. The two had a good sweaty work-out, which was the reason of the spar. Trent know knew how good she was in the ring and wanted to test how good of a wrestler she can be in other styles, and he would test himself against her in other styles as well. The two stood infront of each other as Trent complimented her, she took the compliment was humble about it and even accepted his proposal for a rematch in oil wrestling.

Trent was all smiles and laughed at Misaki's last comment. "Haha ofcourse, I am a man of my word. It'll be my honor to take treat you to dinner Misaki-san" he said would say, tapping her shoulder in a friendly manner. "Come on then, lets hit the locker room for a nice shower and meet outside? We can decide what you're in the mood for to eat there! Good match Misaki-san but this isn't over" he winked as he made his way to the ring ropes and made his way out, walking with Misaki as the two headed out.

Winner by submission: Misaki Toyoda