Johnny Higurashi Vs. Fang Xingyu

Taylor jumped up and down and clapped her hands over her head. "YEEEEAAAAAH!!" She screamed, leaning her stomach against the metal barricade that separated her from ringside. "YOU'RE AMAZING, BABE! KEEP ON HER!"

When the ref dropped down to count, Taylor counted along with her on her fingers high in the air. "ONE! TWO! THREE!" She screamed, and put two fingers in her mouth to blow a piercing whistle.

Even though Taylor had completed the three count, the referee had not. Fang had kicked out and Johnny growled. If THAT didn't take her out, she was a lot tougher than he had thought she was. He'd just have to set her up in something even more devastating.

Johnny rolled off of Fang and stood up, reaching for her hair. He was going to try and heave her up onto his shoulders into a fireman's carry. If the German Suplexes didn't stop her, then maybe a piledriver might. He was going to set her up for the Black Flag once he got her on his shoulders.

Fang still laying down pretty winded out from the multiple German suplexes, she felt bit weak from all those combos, she slowly regain her sense and waking up from the landing only to feel herself being rolled up and grabbed onto her hair. "Haaaaa..... let go......"

She then feel herself being lifting up on his shoulders like setting her up for something big, something painful, something she rather not be in at all. **Think you'll finish me off?!** She thought, wiggling in his hold as she could, she doesnt feel strong enough just yet, shes going to do something a little 'wrong' to Johnny, trying to rake his over the face to hopefully escape from his hold.

Johnny had Fang up on his shoulders. All he needed to do was pull her around and drive her head into the mat. Unfortunately, he felt Fang's palm across his face and then soon her nails digging into his eyes.

"Gaaaaahhh! SHIT!"

He dropped Fang instantly as his palms pressed into his eyes, trying to blink away the pain as tears welled up at the corners of his eyes.

Fang rake over his face to forcing him to drop her down on the mat, safely more or less better than what was coming for her, she slowly pushing herself up as Johnny trying to recover his blinded eyes.

"Huff.... oops.... too sharp wasnt it?" She teased then tries to reach out for his face with her one hand to grip onto him as hard as she could before attempt to jump, using her weight and force to pushing down aiming to slam back of his head right to the mat with her finisher- Ni Hao Goodbye

Johnny could only growl as Fang taunted him. She was able to grab his head and then slam him face first into the canvas. Johnny's face bounced and he flopped against the mat, only to fall limp, gently writhing against it.

Fang is extremely lucky to grab hold of Johnny face and slamming him onto the mat like that, laying him out as she landed on her knees, panting looking beside him, grinning a little as she got him good, slowly crawl over his body and going for the pin, see if he can kick out of this!

"ONE!...........TWO!..............."

Taylor was a little disappointed that Johnny didn't get the pin right then, but her exuberance for the match was murdered when Fang went for Johnny's eyes. She didn't need to see where the girl's fingers went to know exactly what had happened.

"WHAT THE FUCK, REF?!" She screamed, gesturing indignantly at the ring. "WHAT MATCH ARE YOU WATCHING! THAT'S SHIT'S FUCKIN' ILLEGAL AS SHIT, YOU FUCKIN'..."

Suddenly, Johnny was down, and it didn't look good. She instantly forgot the ref and focused on Johnny. "BABE! GET UP! GET UP!" She screamed, her voice ragged and hoarse by now. She jumped up and down and waved her hands in the air and paced back and forth at the barricade like a dog waiting to be let off a chain. "UP, UP, UP, UP, UP, UP, UP, UP, UP, UP, UP!!"

Johnny was rolled onto hi back and pinned. He heard Taylor screaming and the ref counting. It felt like they had gotten to two pretty quickly.

At the two and a half count, Johnny threw his arm up in the air, breaking the count and flopping back down to the canvas.

"Fuck... you..."

Fang thought after her finisher would do really good damage enough to win this match but it turns out that he kicks out of the pin just before three count, her eyes surprising wide open, couldnt believe it happened. "Damnit.... sigh....."

She tries to get him to face down before sitting on his back, hoping to snake her arm around his neck tightly before leaning back, pulling him hard as she could stretching and choking him out.