Valyn vs. Astolfo (Finished)

Valyn definitely had spirit he already knew that he wasn't even sure if he was fighting to win or if just fighting to make sure his opponent worked for this victory. The moment his legs were let go he rolled with everything he had and went right over those dangerous legs of Astolfos before he could wrap them around his head. It was pure desperation but it worked and he rolled away from him panting heavily.

Much to Astolfo disappointment, it seemed his opponent had gotten away, again.  It seemed every time Astolfo was close to winning the match, his opponent seemed to escape.  Yet all was not lost, this mean he could now perform his critical finisher.  “You should have tap while you had the chance, now your going to be in a world of pain.  Though I guess the audience will enjoy it.” stated the pink hair wrestler as he then made his way to Valyn.  If his oppenent didn't fight back or attack Astolfo, then the pink hair wrestler would attempt to lift his larger counterpart to his feet in order to set up his next submission move.

AS Astolfo began to lift him to his feet the last reserves of Valyn's strength kicked in and he would grab a hold of his opponents ankles and pull them hard to bring his opponent down onto the mat. If his opponent landed on his back like he'd hope he'd stand up while holding one of his ankles and twist it to roll Astolfo over and then move into a simple ankle lock.

For all of Astolfo talk, it didn't seem to do him much good when he attempted to lift Valyn.  Before he knew what was happening, his opponent had turned the tables on him and grab his ankles in order to send him down to the mat.  Soon Astolfo would find himself being place in a simple ankle lock.  The pink hair wrestler cried out in pain while struggling to get out.  He would now attempt to use brute force to get out, trying to pull himself away and trying to pull his leg out of the lock.  The European wrestler was hoping that his opponent had been so worn out, he wouldn't be able to hold on to the smaller wrestler, especially with the oil.

Valyn grunted with exertion as he twisted Astolfo's ankle and cranked on the pressure. It was hard to grip Astolfo already with the oil and with his opponents struggling he knew he couldn't hold onto it for long. So in a quick move he'd turn and let his opponent and drop onto him. His arms snaking around going for a choke hold himself this time and wear the pink hair wrestler down while he tried to recover.

Astolfo continued to pull back before he suddenly realized he was free. He would then roll away, avoiding his opponent dropping on top of him. Thus the smaller wrestler got up and tried to go behind his Valyn, waiting for him to get up. Once his opponent would stand up, Astolfo would attempt this critical finisher, Griffon Lock, also know as a Japanese twist.

Valyn grunted as he hit the ground his body was just worn out at this point he didn't have anything left in the tank and his limbs felt like lead. So unfortunately or fortunately for his opponent Valyn just rolled onto his side and took in some breaths not getting up.

Astolfo waited a moment but seeing as his opponent wasn't going to get up, he decided to pin his opponent. Thus he decided to go with a simple but effective schoolboy pin. The pink wrestler would attempt to sit on his opponent chest while place his legs on his opponent arms. If successfully he would raise one of his arms in the air as a sign of early victory.

Valyn didn't fight back as his opponent sat on his chest and pinned his arms underneath his legs. He wasn't going to kick out as he closed his eyes for a second and took a few breaths. He was making a mental note to never do just pure submission matches were he couldn't strike. Still for everything he had really enjoyed this match and had really enjoyed wrestling Astolfo. HE looked up at Astolfo panting "By the way...totally knew were a guy early in the match..." he'd late that statement sink in as the count started.

Astolfo simply giggled at his remark.  “You figured out le secret.  So does that mean you got turned on by a guy?  Cause I did see you get hard during this match!” stated Astolfo as he smirk beofre the ref girl made her way over and started to count.  “1” she stated as her hand slammed the mat as the audience decided to join in the count.