Brutal Beatdown Sayuri vs Rika

Sayuri could see that Rika was getting more and more angry by the second, and perhaps that was a good thing for her or not. Depends on how one looks at it now.
She was caught off guard with the ferocity of the punches, and several managed to catch her in the face. Still she knew that despite the beating her face was taking, Rika was probably planning something else.

"Ugh!" She coughed out as Rika's knee slammed into her belly. That was it.
She quickly crouched low and wrap her arms around Rika's waist and charged forth, attempting to tackle Rika into the steel stairs. It was hard to win in a straight on fight with a fighter as experienced as herself even if her body was a lot tougher than it looked.

"Ha!" Rika laughed after her knee drove deep intio Sayuri's gut, It was the first real sucessful strike she had scored all through the match, and she was willing to bet that Sayuri was hurt by it. There were few who could take Rika in a straight up fist fight.

Unfortunately before she could capatalize on her sucessful attack, Sayuri tackled her around the waist, much to her surprise. "UGH!!" Rika gasped, and was tackled straight where the metal chairs were stacked side by side. "AAHGHH!!" Rika screamed in pain when her back collided with the hard steel. She lay on her back on the concrete, the chairs strewn about aroundher, groaning in a daze.

"5!!" The count was beginning to annoy her. Still she knew that she couldn't let the match end like this.
"You suck bitch. I'm kicking your ass!"She stated as she grapped Rika by her hair, and smashed her face into the pole once before attempting to climb into the ring. She needed to break the count. Still as she entered the ring, she clutched her stomach. A bit winded from Rika's knee strike.
As she awaited for that girl to get back on her feet so that she could continue the beatdown.

Normally she would have attacked even further, but time wasn't on her side.

"GUH!" Rika grunted when her skull smashing into a pole, jarring her senses and leaving her in a daze. It was fortunate that Sayuri choose to leave her alone then, allowing Rika to recover unhindered.

After a few moments Rika would start to rise to her feet again, clutching her skull in pain. Her legs wobbled, but after shaking her head clea she was ready to fight again. And none too soon either, cause the ref's count was nearing its end. Growling furiously, Rika would leap inside the ring and srping to her feet, more than ready to completely anihalate this bitch.

"You were lucky, I didn't follow up. If I had you would have lost by time out." Sayuri smughly commented as she stepped forth to confront Rika. She raised her fists up in a fist fighting stance.
She knows that it's dangerous fighting like this, even if she was a good fist fighter, she might not be as good as she was.
Still she had a plan. She glanced back behind Rika, towards the turnbuckle. If she could. She started throwing several punches towards Rika, aiming for all over. She knows that this is dangerous as she could get hurt, but the rewards easily balanced the gains.

Rika was a person with a very short temper, and it was beginning to show that Sayuri's taunts were beginning to piss her off to the extreme. Gritting her teeth, she raised her fists at the ready as soon as Sayuri raised hers, prepared to take it to this white-haired freak.

As soon as Sayuri's punches started flying Rika started blocking and dodging with practiced skill. Sayuri was an okay puncher, but Rika had been trained by the best fist-fighter in the AFW. The young brawler was not gonna lose out on that.

As soon as Rika saw her chance to counter attack she took it. After dodging Sayuri's last hit she would retaliate with a punch straight to her face. If that stunned her opponant Rika would immediately follow up with a powerful punch straight into her already injured stomach. And if that doubled Sayuri over, Rika would complete the combo with a very brutal uppercut to Sayuri's chin.

Sayuri knew that she never stood a chance against Rika who had been trained by one of the best fist fighters through the AFW, but her real intention wasn't to beat her in a fist fight.
"Arugh!!" Sayuri cried out as Rika's fist plowed straight into her face. She hadn't seen it coming.
"Ugh..." She coughed out as she doubled back from the next punch which slammed into her belly.
But as she did that, a third fist smashed into her chin. Her head snapped upwards as she threw out salivia.
She hadn't expected such a violent counter. She stumbled back onto the ropes and hanged there for a while. Still so far, Rika hadn't done anything she didn't expect yet.

"How do you like that, bitch?" Rika sneered after her brutal counter attack. For the first time she had seemed to have gotten a leg up in this match, and was more than happy to capatalize on it. After all the crap Sayuri had given to her since the match began she couldn't wait to pay her vack in full.

With Sayuro on the ropes, Rika would get an idea. Grabbing Sayuri's arms she would tie both of them up in the upper and middle ropes, keeping the girl trapped with her arms spread out to her sides.

Stepping back Rika would sneer at Sayuri, right before she would unleash a merciless barrage of punches straight into the girl's stomach.

Sayuri was dazed from the sudden counter attack, particularly, the brutal uppercut to her chin. Still she wasn't down for the count yet. She regained her senses in time.
By then, Rika had managed to tie her right arm, she saw what she was planning, and she couldn't allow that.
Still she thought it be best to take advantage of the situation. She pretended to be a bit more dazed that normal, And when Rika started to do her left arm, she quickly raised her knee, attempting to knee her directly in the crouch.
Afterwards, she would immediately follow up by using her left arm to grab Rika directly by her hair, and drag her closer.
She attempted to drag Rika's face to the ropes, and press it against the ropes.
"Ever wonder what it feels like to erase something?" Sayuri would ask as she starts vibrating Rika's face into the ropes, like she would an erraser, hoping to burn her face.

Rika's plans to make Sayuri completely helpless to her attacks would end up being thwarted by her opponant's trickiness. When she got in close to Sayuri to secure her other her arm, she would end up being hit right in the crotch. "UUUUGHH!!" Rika cried out, her eyes going wide from the pain. She hunched over, clutching her sore area in pain, leaving her vulnerable to Sayuri grabbing her air.

"UGh," Rika groaned in pain, right before Sayuri would start running her face across the ropes. "AHH! AHHH!!" Rika cried out, the friction burning her skin and contorting her features uncomfortably. It was agonizing, but Rika still had her hands free.

Rika would then try to take hold of Sayuri's free arm with both her hands, and tear it away from her hair. If she managed that, she would continue to hold onto her arm, keeping both of them immobilized. With a furious snarl, rika would then start to knee Sayuri repeatedly in the stomach as she stood at her side, keeping away from another crotch shot.