Biggest Price of Them All

King getting a match and the sucks part about this match is its a standard kind, no No Hold Barred or he cant even use any low blows or things that would be illegal, its sad for him but at the very least he gets to wrestle another hot babe in his deadly path, he will see how lucky this girl gonna be against him.

The mad beast comes out to the ring wear his signature black leopard mask, dark red trunks and black boots posing for everyone with his large muscle guns flexing while everyone booing at him as his deadly numbers growing more and more adding to his 'hit list', King havent fully been stopped even after someone put him in place, not sure if the beast learned anything and he wont be stopped by any cost.

Coming down to the ring and sliding himself in the ring and moving to the one corners to lean back, arms over the top ropes looking out at the stage to see who this girl is, wonder what moves he could use against her and what she can do against him. For now, he have to wait patiently as much as he could until his next victim comes out and face the monstrous beast.

Tessa had suffered some setbacks recently and had ventured out to Tension to regain her strength. That was the premise, the reason she was now here, here in Kyoto.

Normally she would have brooded all over that loss for a while, but then, crafty road agents had offered her a chance she had wanted to take, a match against a true legend that was as strong as a bull and as dangerous as a Snake coiled in your favorite boot. The man was known to be a total asshole, but that would only boost her resolve from attempting to give her all for the win here. And beside of that, she wanted to see that special snowflake of a man that had terrorized a whole league.

A Harrier jet opened on her titantron, crossing the sky in top speed while some aircraft warning horns to aid her Entrance were showering the people with sound. She was stepping, under solid cheers despite being relatively unknown in Tension, through the ropes under her entrance music and with her usual silver wrestling dress. Fatherhead's TZDV was playing while the audience had only a little bit of time to await her disrobing to show her usual wrestling attire after which she would swing back and forth in the ring ropes a little bit until it would be time to come in the middle of the ring for the match to start.

King waiting for his somewhat mystery opponent only knows the name goes by Tessa Price, not familiar with the name but he would easily remember her when he defeat the girl and add her to his 'hit list' just like the rest goes down in his history book, record of all his wins, and losses sadly, but record is record.

King can heard the loud sound of the aircraft going off that made him shaking from such annoying intro, this girl is rich or something? She eventually getting in the ring with him in it, checking her out as the girl seems to be ready to face him, curious how well she can handle against the man beast?

King stepping out from his corner and moving closer to the center, stopping as he have his arms crossed looking right at her. "Tessa is it? Are you ready to lose, jobber?" He taunted her, waiting for the girl to get close enough to see if she'll stand stare down at him as he plans to try kick her squarely to her midsection.

Without a doubt, her opponent was a mountain of a man just like basically everyone else had mentioned and pointed out to her as she had told everyone she knew that she was about to face Killer King. She stepped into the middle of the ring to meet him, her face chiseled from stone. The cards were not fully clear here. Different types of matches had been fought, different styles of matches had been done, different measures had been taken to take down the big guy. So chances were as good as ever now.

“You know my name, congratulations. Now shut up and show what you can do.”
She explained, waiting for the bell to ring so that she could attempt plant a front kick right into the gut of the cat man as a welcome present like Killer King had also planned. She would stumble back with a pained impression, not fully realizing at first if her own attack had found it´s mark too.

As soon King can hear her voice for the first time, it was her confident words that makes him chuckles a little before the bell rings to start us the match which King goes in with a big boot to her stomach which she did to him as well, he grunt and took a step back since it was a surprise kick that caught him off guard.

"Ngh.... show you!" He growls, the beast pound his fist against the palm as he comes at her bringing his arm out aiming to swing, coming for her trying to take her head off by his massive arm for the clothesline, see if she like flying like that air jet during her opening. "GRRR!"

After the match had started with a double hit, things were not that bad for her. Sadly, she did not possess the same kind of resilience as the cat man and so could not really dodge the man who came at her with an arm swinging wildly at her chest. Still, she could raise her arms up so that she was still hit by the move and went down unceremoniously, but at least she was not badly stunned despite being hit by the probably steam powered arm of Killer King.

“...Ouw...”
She groaned while moving a little bit from left to right to compensate the hit.

King rushed at the blonde as she took the pain which he guess it hurts way more than she did to him, coming for her and clothesline the girl as she goes down to the mat recovering from the pain he did, great!

"Heh, you got a good kick, but mine was powerful! Now, get up blondie!"

He tries to reach down for her wrist to yank the girl up standing as his other hand to pull her head down and tuck under his arm, draping hers around his neck before grabbing onto her bottom outfit, lifting her up to hopefully stall her vertically in the air to show off his strength!

The best thing about the situation that the guy just could not shut up, helping her to navigate after she had been thrown around much more easy. That she was kind of picked up helped even more, and that her opponent was a showman that liked to show his power and agilty even more than finishing his opponent also gave her some confidence.

“Aah!”
Theatrically gasping, she would fake that the hit had shook her to the core until she was in the air, then she would suddenly and sharply begin to drive an invisible bike to reverse the lever and plant the king of cats face first on the map with a hurricanrana DDT!

King was ready to give this blonde one big o' suplex or brainbuster or whatever her lovely body might be coming down to. Just as he got her up straight in the air, he felt her moving around enough to catching his head by her legs and taking him down head first right to the mat! "UGH!"

He rolled once then laying on his back near the ropes, groaning that hurt like hell, he tries to get up as he could, using the ropes to support himself back on his feet, hoping to slide his feet against the mat until he could stand against the ropes.

It was a satisfaction for probably every woman who was not weak in the knees for the muscles and macho behavior of her opponent to see him getting a literal face full of retribution. Rolling in a front roll to avoid getting hammered on the mat by her own move, she was quick on her feet again in a fluid motion, under some cheers of the crowd but also some boos for the attack on the home turf boy Killer King.

Abusive loyalty was such a strange thing, but it was what fans paid for.
And the Blonde wanted to deliver for what she would be paid, so she would attempt to use her wrestling skills to use the back of her opponent for a jump over the third rope so that she would land on the outside on her feet while her opponent would get slingshot against the throat from the third rope.