3 v 1 match SEME vs James Justice

James couldn't believe it. He had managed to break the hold without the help of the ropes and was just about to eliminate her when suddenly, he felt a sharp pain in his stomach as she speared him and his eyes widened, falling back onto the mat and holding his stomach.

Mitsuru managed to take James to the ground and unlike Hikaru or Ryuu, she wasn't going to waste time with a pin that he would escape so soon. She placed her hands on James's biceps and then lifted her lower half upward into a brief handstand. She gave James a brief wink and then swung her knees down straight for James's gut.

James couldn't believe she had managed to counter the anarchist's dream. He held his weakened gut when he felt his arms straightened out and he looked up at her, his eyes widening and he shook his head, "Please don't!" but it was too late. She gave him one wink before driving her knee into his stomach and he gasped for air, sitting up and gasping for air after her knee connected and he groaned.

While James suffered and gasped for breath, Mitsuru snuck behind him once more. She knelt behind him and propped a knee up against his back to stabilize him. She then grabbed a fistful of his hair and yanked his head back. Though he was currently covering his pained gut, her real target was his chest. She swung her arm around and landed loud-smacking several chops in his pectorals to give him more pain to deal with.

James groaned softly, but soon found himself being sat up and he just closed his eyes. He cried out in pain when his head was jerked back by his hair and he just awaited whatever pain was coming neck. He would soon regret his decision when he felt the first chop to his chest. He cried out in pain and tried to launch himself forward, but couldn't. He felt the other chops connect and he groaned until she let him lay back down.

Seven times. Mitsuru hit him seven more times before she removed her knee and threw him onto his back on the mat. Hikaru was calling for her to start a pin, but she wasn't satisfied quite yet that James had been properly weakened. She'd targeted his gut, his lower back and now his chest, but even after Ryuu choked him out he still recovered in time to break the pin. She needed to do something more.

Once more she dragged James to his feet and let him rest against the ropes. She wasted no time taking a few steps back and then did a spinning jump kick, aiming to drive her kick straight into his jaw, If he was lucky, it would knock him out, because the pain was gonna be a helluva lot worse.

James felt himself pulled up and leaned against the ropes. He was busy trying to stop the pain in his chest to see her back up and jump. He realized just in the nick of time and threw himself down, sliding across the mat before rising to his feet with his back to her, not turning around until she had landed and turned to face him. "Look's like this might take awhile." he whispered to himself.

Mitsuru placed her hands on her hips as her kicking leg resettled on the ground. He certainly had a knack for self-preservation, if not just the stubbornness to keep getting back up. And he had successfully dodged her kick too, but that was likely because she hadn't beaten him up enough. Nothing a good old fashioned assault couldn't fix.

With a war cry Mitsuru jumped at him, sending a flurry of punches his way. Some were feints and others looked like feints but would hit true. Years upon years of training went into her assault, at this point she was focused more on dealing as much damage as possible.

James grinned as he turned around, hearing her war cry, he lunged forth as well, throwing punches and blocks as he began to gain momentum in the match. He tried to throw a roundhouse kick to her temple when he jumped back. If it were to connect, he would then throw a kick to her stomach and attempt to execute the Anarchist's dream again.

Mitsuru was met with equal ferocity, throwing punches and trying to block. Sadly for him though, determination was not enough to overcome years of specific training. He threw a decent roundhouse but she was able to catch him there, and then sweep his remaining leg, landing him on the mat once more. She still had hold of his ankle and she used that to flip him onto his chest and then bend his leg in a single boston crab.

"Cute, but you're better off trying that on someoone without crazy martial artists for parents"