The Takeuchi's vs United Kingdom Elite

Ami's struggling had worked well, she had planned to somehow get back up on her feet but with the weight difference there was no way she was going to outpower her opponent by standing up on her own two feet to pull him up with her, instead she tried to make him do all the hard work for her- just the way she liked things in life. Ami began to dig her nails and scratch her opponents forearm to let out a hiss from the master of creation as he began to pull them back up to their feet.

Once they were on their feet, Ami began to bring her hands up towards John's head and wrap them around the back of his head to pull his head forward towards her shoulder, pressing his jaw against her shoulder. The supermodel would then try to drop down onto her butt while letting out a shriek, hoping John would go down wit her causing his jaw to smack against her shoulder as she attempted to execute a jawbreaker to break out of this hold.

John was wanting to try and milk the hold for all it was worth, that was what he learned to do with his submissions. Try and make every chance the best he could do with it, whittle the enemy down and then make em tap out. The artist knew that Ami's nails were gonna leave some marks in the morning, was something Mr Carnaby could probably do without.

But it was a ploy to make the artist try and convert the hold into something else, and it left John open. It seemed at least, with Ami making a big struggle gambit. It jiggled the hold that the young man had been holding, allowing the supermodel to get in close and set the artist up for a move. Ami's sudden yelping in his ears certainly didn't help matters, and then the move came up.

The jawbreaker earned a loud grunt from John, his upper body jerking back up instantly from the impact. And sure enough it sent the artist back reeling somewhat, the man falling back to the ropes with one hand holding them and the other on his chin. Mr Knight bit his lip, leaning forward on the ropes. John quickly exchanged a glance with Ryan, perhaps it might be best to attempt an exchange of legal team members soon.

Ami's strength was being sapped away from her fast, she needed to turn the tables soon otherwise she would be down and out for the count- tapping out to the sleepers if not passing out to it. However she was eager to show that she was not just here to look good but also was a good enough wrestler and that's just what she had planned to do so, by taking on a tag team championship team.

After wrapping his arm around his head and smacking his jaw against her shoulder, Ami stayed down on her butt and took in a moment to take fresh breaths of air while coughing and massaging her neck. Luckily that move disorientated John too, allowing both wrestlers to think about a tag. The supermodel crawled towards her corner to go for a tag in to Daisuke.

John was feeling a bit tired right now, he'd been giving it a good go against the enemy thus far. Out of a desire to prove himself of course, but still it took two to tango. And four to have a dance battle, or was that three's a crowd?

The point was that Mr Carnaby felt the need to tag in Mr Knight, no sense in getting too worn down. The artist would need to stay fresh in case he needed to bail Ryan out of a bad spot, Lucy wasn't going to get involved in this match. Unless she was attacked, in which case the Takeuchi's would wish to face Freddy Fazbear rather than her.

Taking one last glance at Ami to asses what she was doing John went for it, he was still reeling a tad from the supermodel's jawbreaker attack. But still he was at a vertical base, and wouldn't be too long till he got to his corner. Slapping the open and outstretched hand of the British paragon John would then get himself ready on the apron, time to rest.

Meanwhile Ryan would enter the squared circle, by then though odds were that Ami would manage to get Daisuke in. Mr Knight would wait for it, better to attack the fresher opponent and get them worn down. "Mr Daisuke....." Ryan simply stated with a stoic nod of his head in acknowledgement. The young man settled into his stance and got himself ready as he neared the centre of the ring.

Both Ami and John did a good job of tussling with each other, with neither wrestler really getting the edge over the other. They both had their moments of brilliance but now they were a bit tired and could use a break from each other. Ami was still down on all fours as she crawled towards her partner, looking over her shoulder once to see if John was chasing her or not.

However he seemed content with things so far and wanted to tag in Ryan, making Ami's life easier. Ami leaped forward to tag the outstretched hand of her brother before rolling outside the ring. Daisuke then entered the ring, rolling his shoulders and stretching his neck as he returned the same expression to his opponent. "Well then, let's get to it shall we?" he said.

The wrestling prince slowly started to circle his opponent, he brought his hands up infront of his body as he took a wrestlers crouch position, stepping in close towards Ryan and eventually lunging in to try and lock up with him in a collar and elbow grapple.

John had done enough for now, it was time to get the boss into the squared circle. The artist was eager to keep going, but knew that there was no point in just getting tuckered out when he might be needed at a key moment later on. Besides Ryan was intent on going forth and taking on Mr Daisuke, he was the fresher man in the UK Elite. It was logic at work.

"Yes to business." Ryan stated simply to his opponent calmly, this wasn't going to be anything fancy. Despite the entrance and mannerisms that the British paragon was known for, when it came to the sport of wrestling he was every bit a stoic competitor. And this had been shown right now.

Mr Knight was taking his time with this one, Daisuke had shown off his ability back in that tag match against Lucy Grange. But Ryan wasn't Lucy. And when the wrestling prince moved in to grapple the paragon of Britain accepted it, wasting no time in returning the collar and elbow grapple. Mr Knight put his strength into it, intent on trying to force Daisuke to give ground and attempt to try and dictate the pace.

Daisuke nodded at Ryan's direction as the two men were going down to business, last time they were in the ring they never got to wrestle each other but only felt each other's presence from ringside and now it was time me to actually get down in the ring. Daisuke invited his opponent for a lock up and he gladly accepted as they both grappled up in a collar and elbow lock up.

Daisuke locked up with a grunt, his body leaning forward as he planted his boot on the ring canvas to gain a good ground in this contest. Ryan was no slouch either, he leaned in to try and make his presence known which caused a stalemate in their contest.

"Ungh, damn you" he groaned as Daisuke tried to raise his knee up into his opponents abs for a cheap shot.

Mr Knight knew one thing, he was the powerhouse of the UK Elite. The big guy who led the group, if you messed with a band then you messed with the man on the lead guitar. Or violin in the case of Ryan, but that point was moot right now. What mattered was the fact that people had been curious to see how this battle would fare, the wrestling prince going up against the paragon of Britain.

Daisuke was good in getting himself grounded, obviously to prevent from being steamrolled right away. Ryan was no stranger to this hold, often doing it back in the indie circuit against big Chinese blokes. Where the young man had learned to apply his strength to full extent, and based off of the reaction from Daisuke it worked just as intended.

Still it was clear that something needed to be done beyond this hold, and Daisuke was eager to press the chance to do so. No doubt aggravated by the display of might from the British aristocrat, the knee was driven up into the gut of Ryan. It earned a loud grunt from Ryan as his chest took the hit, knocking the wind out of his sails. But never one to just lie down and take it Ryan would fire out a shot of his own, releasing his grip from Daisuke Mr Knight would use his closest arm to go for an elbow to the gut.

The two men locked up head on, neither of them backing down as they were pretty much even in the collar and elbow grapple battle- not giving an inch of weakness or hesitancy to the other to capitalize on. After a moment of pushing and shoving that lead to nothing, Daisuke took the initiative by driving his knee up into his opponents gut- taking some air out of him as he let out a loud grunt.

Daisuke grinned in satisfaction but his satisfaction was to be short lived as the paragon of Britain shot back, striking an elbow to his gut. "Ungh, damnit" he groaned as he took a step back and doubled over infront of Ryan while taking a few more steps back to get some distance between his opponent.

Ryan was quite durable in the squared circle, being the big guy that he was it was kinda required. His endurance certainly came in handy during the finals of the Tension tag tournament against the Ishii siblings, although Lucy's encouragement upon seeing her Brother busted open did help there. But still one thing was certain, Mr Knight had the endurance to go for days.

The British paragon had bought himself some time with that retaliation against the wrestling prince. But knew that he needed to try and press on, to maybe do something expanding from this. Getting back to a vertical position following Daisuke's knee attack Ryan's intention was to press on and get a decisive move over the opponent.

With a verbal grunt Mr Knight did so, intending to grab Daisuke by the closest arm. Attempting to move behind him while hooking his nearest leg with that of his own, Ryan would try to slam the wrestling prince down with a good old Russian legsweep.