New Faces, Old Arena - Debut! Getsu Mikado vs Jaguar Negra

Jaguar's kick seemed to do the trick in getting Getsu to back off, but for his efforts he was rewarded with a harsh blow to the sternum. Jaguar coughed and clutched at his chest, wheezing as he tried to recover the air in his lungs that had been bashed out.

Getsu seemed to have a similar idea as he backed away, giving both wrestlers a bit of breathing room. Jaguar winced as he dragged himself back to his feet, still clutching at his chest. At this point the crowd was on the edge of their seats. Every time the two clashed they both got shots into each other, and despite different styles, things were seemingly evenly matched. For that reason it was anyone's game, and made watching all that more exciting.

"Youre a tenacious one, ill say that. You never meet a luchador in street fights."

Getsu turns his upper body quickly while keeping his feet planted, popping his spine in vRious placesand loosening up before crouching down with his fingertips on the mat, then lunging at jaguar, seemingly going for an uppercut punch but drops down and slides, skidding with a leg out to try and knock his feet from under him the same fashion a baseball player tries to get to home plate.

He figured jaguar couldnt jump over getsus entire body if he was able to react in time, but if he tried, getsu would try to use his hands to grab jaguars ankles and drag him back down into a headlock on his stomach with an arm holding back jaguars arm and getsu locking the two hands together.

In the chance jagaur took the hit and fell, getsu would still try the same maneuver to grapple.

"I've met plenty of streetfighters in the ring, but not like you" Jaguar replied honestly, slapping his thighs as he prepared himself for another round. Getsu was seemingly ready too judging from the way he took off in a burst of speed towards the luchador.

Jaguar managed to see through the feint attack and launch himself into the air, sailing over Getsu and tucking his head forward to land in a somersault. Getsu's hands managed to catch the edge of his heel mid-flight, messing up his landing and making him crash into the mat instead of neatly.

He slid across the mat backwards as Getsu dragged him back and up into a headlock that also managed to nab an arm. Jaguar growled as he pushed against Getsu with his free arm, trying to pull his head free. Despite his efforts though, his head wasn't budging. Time to try something else. He swung his free arm out and around to Getsu, striking at anything he could still reach.

The strike getsu's shoulder, making his grip loosen as he grunted. The struglle was too much to hold on for long with his weakened grip.

Trying to weaken jaguar enough, thinking of him like whittling away at a wall as opposed to shattering it the way he did other fights, getsutries to drive his elbow into jaguars spine then lift him up and suplex him backwards to hit his back or head to the mat in one rough motion.

When Jaguar felt the headlock loosen even just a little bit, he immediately hounded in on that perceived weakness, throwing back his arm with more force and more speed.

Getsu dragged them both up and released him only to drive an elbow into Jag's back. He teetered forward a few steps before Getsu grabbed onto him again and started to lift his feet up off the mat, something easy to do when Getsu had a good six inch height advantage. Getsu then swung him backwards in a suplex, and as he was sailing through the air, Jaguar sent one last elbow cruising back headed straight for Getsu's jaw. Both moves collided at once; Jaguar's elbow met chin and rattled Getsu's skull around, while he suplex sent crashing Jaguar's back into the mat hard enough to make the ring shake. He immediately rolled away and arched up his back, grasping at the pained area with a loud hiss of pain. Even with a mask on you could tell that one had hurt.

Getsu bounced a bit and rolled away sideways after the impact. He sat up against the ropes and grabbed his jaw with a frustrated cringe. He jerks it back into place and spits some blood on the mat before slowly standing and smirking at jaguar with some blood running down his chin.

"What happens again if you remove a luchador mask?"

Getsu was goading jaguar into making a reckless move as he wipes blood from his chin on his palm, smeared and a bit wet from it.

Jaguar forced himself to fight through the pain and sit up, knowing that Getsu wasn't likely to be down for too long. Upon laying eyes on him, he realized his elbow strike had been more effective than he thought, he'd actually drawn some blood. However, the smirk fell from his face when he asked about removing a mask. Jaguar didn't find that nearly as amusing. That was a bit of a sore spot with him, he'd dealt with it firsthand and even if he'd prospered after that fact, he still felt like he carried the shame around everyday.

Ignoring the pain in his back, Jaguar rocketed to his feet and charged across the ring with a feral roar. He knew Getsu would be ready for him, but he didn't care, he just wanted to make him bleed. And for that, he had just the move in mind. When he was close enough, Jaguar jumped into the air, planting his right foot in Getsu's knee and springing up even higher. He jutted out and swung his left knee straight for Getsu's face, a nice demonstration of the Shining Wizard.

Upon the foot hitting getsus knee, it would be lessened a bit by him bending his leg forward a bit, though he roared a bit muffled through his teeth.

But before the other knee could make full impact, getsu would take his blood smeared glove palm to slam into jaguars face and eyes.

Getsus chin was grazed by the knee enough to cause more blood to come from his mouth, but he leaned his head back and as he would try to grip jaguars upper face strongly with his hand sideways, smearing blood on his eyes or at least how he sees through the mask. He would then lunge forward as jaguar had no feet on the ground, trying to slam jaguars head into the mat backwards and stomp on his gut with his boot.

Jaguar felt an immediate stinging erupt in his nose when Getsu's palm blasted into his face, and for that his Shining Wizard had lost some efficacy. He knew that Getsu didn't take the full brunt of the attack when his knee made collision only with the tip of his chin.

As Jaguar's body made its return trip to the ground, Getsu gripped his face and consequently smeared the blood Jaguar had just made him shed all over his mask and eyes. The back of his skull cracked into the mat and sent streaks of pain shooting across his already blurred vision and created a instant headache. He rolled to the side, just narrowly avoiding the stomp Getsu sent shaking the mat. He furiously wiped at his face, trying to clear the blood smear so that he could see again.

Taking the opportunity, getsu would rush to jaguar, taking his legs to flip him on his stomach and climb over him, holding both legs in the bends of his tightly grasped arms, then resting one knee on jaguars back with his other foot planted on the mat as he bends his legsbackwards in a hold.

After all that effort damaging jaguars weak points, he was focusing on straining his strengthened legs he depended on so much