Valyn vs. Astolfo

The kick connected solidly right into his pink haired opponent doubling them over and giving Valyn another opening. He'd aim to slip around Astolfo and wrap his arm around his opponents waist pressing against his backside. His crotch would press into his cute opponents backside before he'd go to deliver a german suplex and sent Astolfo flying.

The pink hair wrestler was still reeling from the kick he had just received and thus was unable to do anything as his opponent went behind him and grab him. Before he knew it, Astolfo was lifted in the air before being slammed down into the wrestling mat. “Gah!” cried the pink hair wrestler as he impacted the canvas before holding his head due to all the pain he was in. Things were not going well for him, unless he did something soon, he would lose the match in a one-sided fight.

The mat trembled with the impact after Valyn slammed Astolfo into it. This was going smoothly for him right now and he needed to keep the pressure up if he was going to put this away for sure. He'd roll back to his feet and lean down to grab his opponent by the hair and pick them up. Once he had gotten his opponent to his feet he would take a few breaths before irish whipping them once again right towards a corner!

Still reeling from the German Suplex, Astolfo was forced back onto his feet as his hair was pulled, taking some heavy breaths before feeling his arm grabbed and being sent forward into the turnbuckle but using some quick thinking and gather up his energy, he would reverse the move and try to send his opponent into the turnbuckle instead. If his tactic work he would then charge forward and attempt to hit Valyn with a hip attack to the chest, trying to sandwich him.

He hadn't expected his opponent to reverse his move so Valyn went straight into the corner. He let out a grunt as he hit the pads but had no time to recover as his opponent sandwiched him and he let out a louder grunt the air driven from him. He'd stay right there unable to move unless Astolfo moved back then he'd slump down into the corner.

Things finally seemed to be going in Astolfo favor as he had successful reverse the Irish whip and hit his opponent with a hip attack, sandwiching him between the turnbuckle and his rear. He would then retreat and see his opponent slumping down at the corner. Deciding to press his advantage he would charge in again and attempt to hit his opponent in the chest again with a dropkick, once again trying to sandwich him.

Taking in a few breaths Valyn knew he needed to get moving or things would go from bad to worse. Yet he didn't get the chance as Astolfo came charging in and nailed him with a drop kick to the chest. He let out a loud grunt as he was hit his back pressing into the corner. He was sufficiently stunned for the moment his chest aching.

Astolfo charged in and managed to hit his opponent with a drop kick. He was now feeling good as he was in total control of the match. He would now attempt to pull on his opponent arm, trying to get him. If successful he would then try to Irish whip is opponent before attempting to follow it up and hit him with a clothesline.

Valyn was pulled to his feet by his opponent as he tried to suck in air. When he was sent towards the ropes he knew he had to act fast. So when he came back right at Astolfo he went low and threw himself right at Astolfo's gut for a surprise spear.

Astolfo began to pull his opponent to his feet but as he did, he would suddenly be overtaken by a spear, hitting his guy and ramming him down to the canvas. “GAH!” yelp Astolfo as he held his stomach in pain from the surprise attack. The crowd would cheer at the sight, glad to see that the match was constantly going back and forth.