Dixie Clements vs Asami Asagiri

"No!" Asami shouted.
Dixie's wild bucking had thrown the lightweight ninja off her back, leaving her holding onto the cowgirl's leg. But before she could try and pull on it to slow Dixie down, the American had managed to get herself into the ropes.
Letting out a brief curse in Japanese "Kuso!" the ninja let go as the ref called for the break, stepping back to let Dixie get back to her feet.

Dixie grinned as Asami let her go, a look of triumph in her eyes as she began to push back up to her feet, using the ropes for support. Her leg still stung from that hold, but Asami was off of her now, and that was the important part. She was made of tough stuff anyway, and knew the feeling wouldn't last long.

She turned back to Asami, locking eyes with the ninja again as she stepped foward from the ropes, her accented voice calling out softly to her. "Ready fer another go at it...?"

"Anytime, Calamity Jane." Asami said with a grin.
The ninja would begin to circle to her right, assuming a martial arts stance. After a moment she would strike, feinting a kick at Dixie's knee to try and get her to guard low. The real attack would come as Asami threw herself into a vertical jump, her feet lashing out with a dropkick aimed at the American's chest, right above the generous orbs of her breasts.

When Asami came in for the kick, Dixie would go defensive, lowering her hands to try and block the attack that wasn't there.

So when the ninja went for her dropkick, her feet would slam hard into Dixie's chest, causing her to stagger back away from her.

With a grin, Asami would reach for Dixie's arm, thinking to send her foe on a ride towards the opposite ropes with an Irish whip. As Dixie bounced back, the ninja be dashing towards her, looking to deliver a
running clothesline. If it worked, Asami would lean over Dixe and tease "Took that one out of your book..."

Dixie was sent wildly towards the ropes, but as she hit them and bounced back she would duck down, trying to pass right under Asami's clothesline. She kept going, the cowgirl hitting the opposite ropes now and bouncing back at the ninja, hoping Asami would turn and face her, and if she did, she would duck down with a quick spear to try and take her off her feet.

"Aha..huh?" Asami blinked as her foe ducked under the clothesline. The ninja pitched forward, off balance for a moment.
Recovering her footing she turned, meaning to go after Dixie maybe seeing if the cowgirl liked a facefull of ninja kicks. But just as she got herself turned, the blond was there with a punishing spear, right into her midsection, which sent her down to the mat.
She curled into the fetal position, coughing weakly as she held her stomach.
"Oh...oh wow that hurt..." she gasped out loud.

"It ain't over yet, girl..." Dixie muttered, climbing back up to her feet once the two of them hit the mat. She leaned down, grabbing for one of Asami's legs, and would try to flip her over onto her belly, then she would lift her leg high, trying to drive her knee down hard into the canvas.

The ninja was easily rolled over onto her stomach. She let out a low groan, but before she could do anything about it, she felt one of her legs lifted up and then suddenly brought down into the mat with great force.
"Auugh!" she cried out in pain, trying to clutch at her knee if Dixie still kept her leg in her grasp.

Since Asami wasn't fighting back, Dixie indeed kept a hold on her leg. Once more she lifted it up into the air, before driving it straight down a second time!