Lu Jiao Jocelyn Vs. Haruki Amai

Jocelyn held on as long as she could, pushing her body so it fit tightly against Haruki and made the choking as painful as possible for as long as she'd be able to keep it that way. It wasn't until the ref threatened disqualification that she finally pulled off.

Jocelyn slid off of Haruki and with a quick jerk and a glare from the ref, yanked the middle ropes to slingshot Haruki off of them. With the ref semi-inbetween them to give Haruki a chance to recover, Jocelyn smiled down at the green haired girl.

"I'll ask you one more time, yobbo." Jocelyn said as she smirked down cruelly at Haruki. "Who... the fuck are you?"

Haruki pulled herself up to a sitting position, with her legs bent off to one side, propped up on one hand. She placed her other hand on her throat and took deep breaths while she regained her composure. She couldn't help but be embarrassed for having got beat up so fast.

But she wasn't out of it. She shook her head and jumped back up to her feet. "Why don't you come find out?" She said in a throaty voice with a grin and a wink. She dove onto Jocelyn, reaching out with both hands to grab hold of her collar and elbow.

Jocelyn grinned as Haruki got up slowly. She was a little surprised at how quickly the girl got up. And pissed off at how fearless she sounded. She growled and snarled like a beat at the green haired exhibitionist and was ready to do just that when she was caught in the collar-elbow.

The surprise, and Haruki's momentum caused Jocelyn to be forced back a few steps but she tried to regain her ground. "Do you think I was trying to avoid this position, yabbo!?" Jocelyn grunted. She tried to throw a knee into Haruki's inner thigh from their position.

Haruki shoved hard against Jocelyn, and grunted when the girl knocked her leg aside with a knee. It stung, but she reset her feet and turned her body into Jocelyn. She shoved her butt back into Jocelyn's hips to knock her off balance and with an arm hooked under one of Jocelyn's she twisted to toss the girl over her hip.

Jocelyn growled when she didn't upset Haruki's balance enough to be able to follow through or make her release the lock up. Instead, she was hip checked and unsettled. With a strangely fluid movement, Jocelyn was arced over Haruki and flipped. The Chistralian landed with a grunt. It was more embarrassing than painful. But it was REALLY embarrassing.

"no... NO! NO! NO! NO! NO!" Jocelyn shrieked as she hopped up to her feet and spun around with her fists closed tightly. "I'M the one that knows Wu Shu! YOU don't EVER throw me!" She screeched and hurled a roundhouse kick at Haruki's face.

This girl was quite a whiner. Well, she'd give her something to whine about.

Haruki moved to block and Jocelyn's kick smacked painfully against her forearms. She quickly grabbed the leg before Jocelyn could pull it back, and then stepped to cross behind Jocelyn's standing leg. Another twist of her hips and she sent the Chistralian tumbling through the air and sprawling on the mat.

She jumped up and threw a peace sign over her head. The crowd cheered and applauded. It wasn't hard to be the crowd favorite with Jocelyn in the ring, but Haruki was happy nonetheless.

Jocelyn wasn't pissed that Haruki blocked the kick. She was a little surprised but she thought she was quick enough that she could follow up easy enough. After all, this girl sucked. She got off one lucky throw because Jocelyn let her guard down. That was it.

However, when Haruki grabbed her leg, Jocelyn's eyes widened. "N-No!" She barked but when Haruki turned, Jocelyn knew what was coming and there wasn't even enough time to snap an enzuigiri in the green-haired girl's face. The Chistralian spun and slammed into the mat hard.

"No..." Jocelyn groaned. She dug her fingers into the mat and pushed herself onto her back. "Rrrrrrrrrrrrrrghhhhhhh!" Jocelyn bucked her feet and performed a perfect kip up, springing off her feet and launching herself at Haruki to try and spear her to the mat.

It was always so hard to tear herself away from an adoring crowd. Haruki lingered a little too long, and paid for it as Jocelyn's shoulder collided with her midsection and sent her crashing down to the mat.

"Ungh!" She rolled onto her side and wrapped her arms around her stomach while she gasped for air.

Jocelyn grinned when she slammed her shoulder into Haruki. When the two were down, Jocelyn straddled the green haired girl and reached out to clam one hand around Haruki's chin to hold her head in place. "Do your little dance now, cunt." She growled as she raised her free hand and looked to bury a few hard closed fists into Haruki's face.

With her head pinned down against the mat, Haruki could only kick her legs and push at Jocelyn's arm before the first punches came. She let out a cry, and as each punch thudded against her head she grew more dizzy. Her head already throbbed from where she could feel Jocelyn's knuckles hit.

Her legs found the idea before she did, and while she kicked and squirmed she found that Jocelyn was just upright enough. She kicked a leg up and hooked it across Jocelyn's throat. She locked her ankles to scissor her legs tightly around the girl's neck, and pulled down to drag her off and put her on her back.