Da Xia Vs. Pip

pip huffed as Da Xia decided to finally get off of her. She rubbed her back as she sat up on her knees and watched as the Chinese girl hopped off like Pip wasn't even there. The the Cornish Brit furrowed her brow and pushed up to her feet.

"Y'er a real tart!" Pip hissed as she watched Da Xia's cutesy goading. She stopped her foot and then bowed her head. She charged at Da Xia as recklessly as the girl had hoped she would. However, Pip might have been a bit daft at times, but she wasn't as stupid as she looked. Instead of going for a body splash or clothesline, Pip was looking for a running knee. She had expected the fresh Da Xia to want her to crash into the turn buckle so as she left her feet, and Da Xia moved, Pip threw out her hands. Her foot jammed into the middle turnbuckle and she used her momentum to vault over the ropes and land on the apron.

Pip then bent her body and waited, hanging in a squatting position. Her hands still gripped the top rope and her butt hovered over empty space while her feet were firmly planted on the corner of the apron. She waited fro Da Xia to turn around, probably to smugly check her "brilliant plan."

When she did, Pip would fling herself forward and try and drive a hard knee between the ropes and into Da Xia's soft belly.

Da Xia smirked as she skipped out of the corner, dodging Pip and leaving her to crash against the corner. She felt pretty proud of herself of playing around her opponent like this as she avoided the knee. However she was in completely ignorant bliss as she didn't think that Pip could recover from the blunder, but it was a blunder. With the smirk on her face, she turned around to take advantage of the 'disoriented' Pip.

However, she turned around with a horrified look as she saw Pip on the apron before it turned to anger, "Why you little-!" she hissed out as she rushed at Pip on the apron as she wildly swung to try and knock Pip off of the apron. However, Pip was ready for her as avoided the hit, leaving Da Xia unbalanced against the ropes and leaving her wide open for the knee to her stomach. "Guuuuuh!" she cried out as her hands shot to her stomach and stumbled backwards, leaving her winded and staggered.

Pip beamed brightly as her knee sank into Da Xia's soft belly. She had known girls like these and shutting them up always made the lowbred Brit feel a little better about herself. But she knew she couldn't rest on her laurels. Pip slipped through the ropes and then heaved herself at Da Xia, looking to put her fully to the ground with a hard clothesline!

Holding her belly in pain from the sudden knee, Da Xia staggered backwards towards the center of the ring as she stumbled about. A few coughs got her air back and her bearings back as she was facing away from Pip. Anger sunk in as she thought she was made a fool of since she was drawn in so easily to the surprise knee as she whipped around to try and land a retaliation hit on the girl, hoping to blast her off of the apron with a hard forearm shot.

However, Pip wasn't going to stay on the apron and wait for a hit as Da Xia saw the girl rushing at her with a clothesline. Running into the hit and adding more force into the hit as it hit her chest, Da Xia fell back first against the mat as her head whipped back into the mat. Quickly, her hands shot up to grasp the back of her head as she quickly rolled to her knees, trying to get as much distance to regroup as she quickly got back to her feet and backpedaled into the corner.

Pip spun around when she drove through her clothesline. She looked at Da Xia and was surprised to find that the girl had already scrambled away and sprung up to her feet. "Get back 'ere ya scroddy wanker!" Pip barked.

The red head furrowed her brow and charged at Da Xia once more. This time, she committed and threw herself at the Chinese bully with as hard as a hip splash as she could muster.

Leaning against the corner as she still grasped her head, Da Xia looked up to see Pip racing at her and took to the air with her figure of her backside closing in on her quickly. There was no escape for the Chinese Bully as she was sandwiched between Pip and the corner, no matter how small her opponent was, the momentum she had in her little body and the little give that the corner had was enough to force out the air again out of Da Xia, the same air she just took in.

When Pip gave her enough room, Da Xia would quickly collapse down the corner, sitting on her butt as she slipped out of the ring by going underneath the bottom rope. The ref-girl quickly got to the side of the ring and told Da Xia to get back into the ring, a call that she blatantly ignored as she held her stomach as she walked towards the barricade separating the crowd from the action as she took a quick breather.

Pip crashed into Da Xia hard and bounced off the Chinese bully. She turned to face the girl and tugged at her jacket, straightening herself out before she lifted her nose up at the girl.

"Right, maybe that'll teach you some manners!" Pip croaked.

She then reached out for a good bit of Da Xia's hair, looking to hold her in place while she swung her arm around to try and deliver a European style uppercut to the nasty girl's chin.

Da Xia was not safe from Pip on the outside as she quickly chased after her with burning fury as she slammed her forearm into her chin via European uppercut. "Guh!" Da Xia cried out as the hit sent her head whipping back and almost causing her to fall over the barricade if she didn't turn to the side and stumbled off. Coughing for air as she rubbed her jaw, she stumbled away to try and again put distance between her and the little fury.

Pip smirked proudly as Da Xia began to stumble away from her. The Brit now thought that it was time to give the brat a taste of her own medicine and she pulled back her hand and heaved her palm as hard as she could at the Chinese bully's shapely ass in hopes of swatting it with a slap of her own!

Da Xia was not concerned with Pip at the moment as she was more concerned with putting distance between the both of them. She didn't think that Pip would have the fight in her to even take her off of her game and she was still refusing to think that she was going to lose to her. However those thoughts were forced out of her head when she received a harsh slap to the butt forced her to jolt forward. "Yah!" she let out as she scampered forward with her hands quickly shooting to her butt.

With the burst of speed, Da Xia quickly made a bee line for the ring as she quickly rolled into it and quickly crawled her way to the farthest corner hoping that the distance would give her enough time to turn the tables...