Dixie Clements vs Asami Asagiri

Asami nodded to herself. It seemed she had managed to anger a woman twice as strong as her. Still, for the moment, she didn't show much concern.
Quickly, she ducked the chop while trying to move forward and turn, so she'd be behind Dixie when the cowgirl rushed by. When the Texan turned around, Asami hoped to greet her by jumping up and kicking out with both feet, looking to catch Dixie with a standing dropkick aimed at her chest.

Dixie's anger at Asami's words had gotten the best of her. She whiffed hard on her chop, the attack missing the ninja completely, causing her to stagger forward past Asami. She turned quick to face her again, only for the dropkick to hit her in her own ample bust, the force of the attack causing her to stagger backwards, towards the ropes.

With Dixie rattled and off balance, the ninja decided to keep the pressure on as she bounced back to her feet. Quickly she stepped forward, looking to fire a kick into the Texan's firm stomach to try and double her over. From there she would apply a front headlock while Dixie was bent over and then bring her foot up quickly towards the cowgirl's face, looking to give the blond's forehead a sharp blow with her heel before raising her arm to the crowd and then trying to pull Dixie down into a DDT.
If the flow of attacks goes off without a hitch, Asami would do a backwards roll that would end with her nimbly on her feet, giving a grin down at Dixie.

Dixie hit the ropes lightly, bouncing right back forwards into Asami's kick. With a sharp grunt she doubled forward, grabbing her belly.

"Ughh...!"

She looked up at Asami afterwards, just in time to feel her arms wrapping around her head, but before the ninja could bring her foot up into the kick to her face, the cowgirl would try to reach forward and throw her arms back around Asami's waist. Her plan was to power forward, and try to counter the ninja's attempt at the DDT by forcing her down onto her back upon the mat!

As Asami pulled down Dixie's head, the American's strong arms encircled her waist. Then, the cowgirl powered forward, bull rushing the smaller ninja and planting her on her back.
"Unnhh!" Asami grunted as she hit the mat.
Grimly, she tried to keep Dixie's head locked under her arm, not wanting to let Dixie have total freedom while she was on top. She'll even try to wrap her legs around Dixie's waist, applying a body scissors of sorts to try and squeeze air out of the Texan.

Dixie winced as she felt the ninja's long, strong legs wrap her waist. Again she was reminded of Reiko, of similar holds the Zero Fighter would put her in, but she quickly pushed these thoughts aside, trying to focus on the match at hand.

She was still trapped in the headlock, but far from out of things. She quickly curled one of her hands into a tight fist and took aim for Asami's side, trying to drive several strong, solid punches into her ribs in hopes that she would break one of her holds long enough for Dixie to make an escape.

Asami gave a gasp at the first punch, tightening her legs in response. As the second hit home, the kunoichi struck back as well, her free hand slamming a fist aimed at Dixie's exposed side. But she was striking from an awkward position, and as such, they lacked their full power. At the third, Asami let out a pained moan of "Unnhhh!" through gritted teeth.
Her arm loosened around Dixie's neck as she felt the pain of Dixie's repeated blows. Her thighs still dug away around Dixie's ribs, trying to give the Texan some discouragement as well as squeeze air out of her.
*Her strength, even when she's kinda trapped, is still a force. I've been hit harder, but she knows where's she's putting those hits...every shot is-unngh!- is right into my ribs!* she thought to herself as she poured more pressure into body scissors.

Dixie grit her teeth as she felt Asami's legs tightening even further. This hurt like hell, but she had taken worse before, and wasn't going to let this put her out yet. The moment she felt the ninja's arm loosen from her neck, she leaned up away from her, glaring down at Asami. She lifted one hand up and pressed it down against her shoulder, trying to brace herself as now she lifted her other arm back, going for a solid punch or two into her face, instead of her ribs.

Asami gasped as Dixie leaned up and away. The cowgirl looked angry, and the way she drew back her fist spoke volumes to the kunoichi.
However, the ninja didn't freeze. Instead she decided to try and beat Dixie to the punch. Literally.
Her hand shot up, palm leading as she tried to use it catch the blond Texan between the eyes. The ninja was hoping the strike would daze the Texan enough to stop her from completing her punches. If it doesn't, Asami will try to cover up, getting her arms up over her face, after Dixie's fist strikes her once.

Dixie was a bit slow on the uptake, her waist still in pain from Asami's brutal leglock. Before she could even think of swinging down at the kunoichi, her palm would smack her right in the face, Dixie's head reeling back sharply. With a cry she would reach up to hold herself where she was struck with both hands, and end up falling back down, lying atop of Asami now as her waist continued to be crushed.