Brutal Beatdown Sayuri vs Rika

Sayuri was really cried surprise when Rika managed to grab her hair and even pull her closer. She cried out as Rika managed to smash her head with a headbutt. She almost fell off, but she managed to hang on. She came too far to be knocked down by a mere headbutt, and instead, she realizes that she might not be able to kick Rika's crotch.
And so she decided to just drop them, aiming her knees directly onto Rika's crotch, hoping to silence her.

"GAHHH!!!" Rika screamed in pain, being nailed in the crotch yet again by the white haired girl. Rika grit her teeth, really starting to hate Sayuri, which for Rika didn't take much prodding. This was no longer just a fight; it was starting to get personal.

With Sayuri still on top of her, Rika would grab hold of the girl's long white hair, and use it to roll both of them onto their sides. If she managed that, she would once again use the grip she had on Sayuri's hair to slam her head over and over again into the mat. After that Rika would roll away to safety.

"Waa!!" Sayuri cried out as she was rolled over. She hadn't expected such a quick move. Rika was really quite an opponent, if she wasn't such a bitch maybe she would have respected her.
But alas she was. As her back hit the ground, she felt Rika yanked her hair.
"Ahhh!!" She cried out as her hair was pulled, and when Rika smashed her face with a headbutt several times.

Dazed by the counterattack, she reacted instinctively, she used both her hands and hsot it forth, attempting to poke Rika in the eyes so as to blind her.

FOrtunately Rika had rolled to safety by the time Sayuri tried to poke her in the eyes, and would end up on the other side of the ring. Using the ring ropes she would start to haul herself to her feet, eyeing Sayuri from across the ring. She was picturing all kinds of horrible things she could do to her opponant once she had her hands on her again. She couldn't wait to put them into effect.

"Break her fucking teeth," Rika growled, and raised herself to her full height. She was ready to take Sayuri on again.

Sayuri simply sighed. She had missed a chance to perform an attack that could have turned the tide of the battle.
Still she was more than able to continue fighting and quickly recovered herself. She shook her head to recover her senses. Immediately she got into a grappling stance. She wasn't about to try a fist fighting stance, not after Rika kicked her ass three times in it.
But from what she felt so far, she definately stood a chance in grappling, she just hoped that the girl would be stupid enough to challenge her likewise.

rika raised her fists at the ready once again, more than ready to send them plowing it Sayuri's face as soon as she got the chance. She noticed that Sayuri had chosen to adopt a grappling stance rather than a fist-fighting one. It didn't matter to Rika, she was going to get Sayuri with her fists either way.

Gritting her teeth Rika would suddenly rush in at her opponant before jumping up in the air, hoping to nail her in the chest with a dropkick.

Sayuri hoping that Rika would take the challenge was caught off guard when her opponent responded with a dropkick instead. If anything, she barely managed to raise her hands to block the attack. Though the impact still caused her to stumble back to the ropes.

She quickly steadied herself as she raised up another fist fighting stance. She wasn't about to attack recklessly. She pretended to be more worn out than she really was by panting, as if to make it seem like Rika's attacks was taking a bigger toll than it really was.

Rika sprung to her feet after the dropkick, and even though she hadn\t managed to take Sayuri down it looked like she had managed to weaken her. It was good enough for Rika. Maybe now she could but this brat in her place.

Sneering at the white haired girl, Rika would approach Sayuri again, thinking her weakened at this point. "Let's see how you like this!" Rika shouted, and would clasp her hands together before she would slam them across Sayuri's face in aan axe-handled blow.

When Rika stepped forth to confront her and rub it in her face, that was her chance. She saw that bitch clasping her hands together for an axe-handled blow aiming it at her face.
She quickly ducked underneathed the blow, and instead threw herself forward, attempting to get in between Rika's legs.
If she was successful, she would quickly reach back as she lifted herself up, trying to get Rika up as well. She would quickly try to catch Rika off guard with a torture rack, hoping to put the pain on her.

Rika's arrogant blow would go wide instead of colliding with Sayuri's face, nearly stumbling a result. "What?" Rika gasped, her stumbling having lost track of where Sayuri was, not realizing the girl had ducked between her legs until it was too late.

it was then Rika was suddenly realized that Sayuri was behind her when she was hauled into the air. "H-Hey! What are you - AHHHH!!!" Rika screamed in pain as her back was bent painfully across Sayuri's shoulders. She struggled weakly in the submission, pawing at the hand on her chin, but as the pain increased in her spine she was virtually helpless.