Tension in Ueno: Ryo Kamiya vs David Blake

Ryo would have had a snappy response to that, but he was too busy screaming as Dave took advantage of his smaller and more flexible body, bending him further back in the crab, pushing his legs and spine to a near breaking point.

Knowing he was at a severe disadvantage, but seeing the ropes not too far off, Ryo reached for them desperately, trying to drag himself a little closer if he somehow could, reaching out to try and get a rope break!

Dave saw Ryo going for the ropes, which was impressive given the excruciating levels of pain his body must be going through. That didn't mean Dave was going to make it easy for him. He kept up the pressure, knowing that even if Ryo made a rope break, the pain in his spine would tilt the match in Dave's favor.

<"K-Kuso!">

Ryo yelled in his native tongue, the Japanese erotic fighter finally crawling the last few inches he needed to be able to reach out and grab the ropes to force the rope break.

Even with the hold broken, sooner or later, if Dave wanted to take his sweet time on the 5 count to break it, Ryo would lay on his stomach, his back burning and twinging with incredible pain from being folded over in the submission hold.

Ever the gentleman, Dave broke the hold, never wanting to sink to the level of a heel. Reaching down, he grabbed Ryo and slammed a knee into his stomach repeatedly, before dropkicking him into the corner. He felt bad for the guy, but this was a match, and the Kamiya kid knew what he signed up for when he got here.

Ryo breathed a sigh of relief as the hold was finally broken, thinking he had bought himself a respite...until Dave picked him up to his feet, a look of panic on his face, quickly replaced by pained gasps as Dave's knee slammed into his stomach repeatedly, driving the air out of him.

The follow up kick knocked him back into the corner, the last of the Kamiya's hitting the turnbuckle with a yelp and slinking down onto his speedo clad butt, gasping for air, a thin groan coming from him.

Dave smiled once again, backing up as his body prepared for a charge. If Ryo stayed right where he was, the resulting crash should be effective enough to ko the kid. After a few seconds, Dave let out a yell, his legs propelling him forward like a rocket toward his target,

"Oh hell no..."


Despite his sore body and less than perfect condition, Ryo had enough sense, as Dave charged towards him head first, to turn and throw his small body through the ropes and onto the ring apron, laying there recovering, leaving nothing but an empty turnbuckle for Dave to crash into!

"Oh shit!"

Dave's entire body slammed into the post, leaving a bright red mark on his torso as the impact sent him reeling back onto the mat. For the next minute or two, he lay there, clutching at his chest while breath whistled through his gritted teeth.

Ryo let out a sigh of relief as he lay on the ring apron, watching big Dave writhe on the mat after smacking into the corner. Had Ryo taken that splash, he was sure he would have been squashed!

"Whew...lucky me! Alright big guy, time to put you down!"

Ryo exclaimed, the nearly nude fighter using the ropes to pull himself to his feet, swinging his slip hips, his body already getting bruised from Dave's rough treatment, before he leaped to the top rope, using it as a springboard to leap back into the ring, trying to land on smooth bare leg onto Dave's chest!

Dave yelped, feeling the full wait of the kid's body slam onto his chest with that leg drop. Typical. One miscalculation and the whole balance of the match was tipped in Ryo's favor. His entire body bounced slightly from the rough impact, but he attempted to roll away from Ryo, not wanting to lose any advantage he may have had before.