Midori vs Killer King

King makes his way to the ring after making his appearance, he's wearing black leopard mask, black trunks with white flames on the sides, black boots to match with his darkness, evil looks, he wanted to make an impressions that he's here to destroy his opponents, making a name for himself to be most vicious heel around. Unfortunately it would seem to be a standard match he's guessing, which he couldnt use his cheap shots to abuses his victim.

Entering the ring to face his opponent, another female which he'll enjoy taking her apart. "So you're my next opponent? Hmph, Im gonna enjoy ripping you apart!"

King hearing her comments about if he's related to either of the King from Tekken, she reply. "Hmph, lets just say Im a shadow version of the two in one with a hint of evil".

He waits for her to turn around as see that shes gonna hang up her hoodie in the corner, he rushes at her from behind and using his right arm to clothesline her into the corner.

King was glad to catches her off guard like that, and now the bell rings for us to start the match, he began by getting her arm around his neck before he slips his own arms around her waist, trying to lift her up and drop back into a big Backdrop. "Hurgh!"

King was too confident that he thought he got the upper hand, just when he was about to backdrop Midori, she manage to flip out of his hold. "Huh?! What the f--- Gah!"

His back was hit by her dropkick, sending him forward and bumped his mask covered face on the turnbuckle pad, shaking his head as he tries to turn around. "Damn you....."

As soon as King turns around, he meet up with Midori's strikes to his face and chest, shes lucky that its standard match he would smack her face if it werent that kind of match, after taking few blows as he making some grunt sounds, he goes low to grab under her fine tone legs to lift her up as he falls back, trying to get her face to kiss the top turnbuckle. "Rahh!"