Off To The Wrong Greeting

King gonna have another chance to get in the ring against whoever he is facing, someone goes by Felina Rodriguez. another 'distant' that he get to meet in the ring, doesnt know much about her but he would love to take her on and see how tough this girl is even though he cant exactly do his usual ruthless skills against her but he'll try what he can. "Stupid standard match, think Im going to fuck her?! Probably..... next time."

Knowing that this match wont allowing him to do much of his perverted, sickening moves though he'll have to come up with other moves that is 'legal' and thinking what he'll do against her. The beast checking his gears making sure its all set and awaiting for the cue so the music  Tilting his head to pop his neck just being as patient as possible until one of the guy backstage telling him its time to go out.

Coming out on stage to make the appearance where everyone clearly booing him so loudly all he can do in respond is roaring out loud with his arms up flexing his large muscles. Showing his attire in black boots, black wrestling pants and his signature black leopard mask. As always, his appearances just pure intimidating and even for the record, known to be powerful and dangerous man around to deal with and many faces the beast in the ring and many ever defeating him. Walking down the ramp until he reaches the ring until he could reach for the ropes to pull himself in and getting to the center instead of the corner, just looking around and flexing his big arms once again, showing off his amazing strong body awaiting for his next victim. "BRING THE BITCH ON!"

Felina Rodriguez was not in a pleasant mood. Things had been rough and awkward at home recently all thanks to one little prick who had decided to show up at Carmen’s gym to start shit. And on top of everything that had come of that, now Felina found herself matched up against a 6’5”, nearly 300 lb maniac known for trying to cripple and rape his opponents.

Could it possibly get any worse?

Unfortunately, Felina was going to have to find out one way or the other. Seconds after the beast’s music faded out, the kickboxer's began to play, and soon she walked out onto the stage. Clad in all her usual gear, complete with black tape wrapping around her feet, Felina walked down the aisle and climbed up onto the apron, then stepped through the ropes to enter the ring.

Though she probably had plenty of reason to be afraid, there was little sign of fear in her eyes. She didn’t say anything, or try to taunt the masked man. Felina just stretched and waited for the bell, wanting to knock this big brute out and end this as soon as possible.

King could watch the stage awaiting for his opponent to come out and play with him and finally her introduction to show up that she looks, really different than most opponents he have face, he thinks, not hundred percent sure what kind of style she is but he thinks some sort of martial artist that SHOULDNT belong in the WRESTLING ring!

He kept watching her until she goes towards to the ring and goes in to meet up with. He glares at her while shes stretching out and just awaiting for the match to get start it. "Well well..... you dont look like a wrestling, are you like.... kickboxer or something? If you plan to knock me out.... then dont blame me doing that to you!" Taunting her as he points at his opponent then said at the end. "mamasita"


As soon the bell rings, he would pop his neck while looking right at her low growling just await for the this fine babe to come out and face him. If shes not gonna come out right this second, she'll quickly rushes right for the sexy Latina with a small hop, trying to flying right at her hoping to crashes her with his huge body into the corner.

Felina rolled her eyes at the big guy’s taunting comments. She was hardly in the mood for banter, and he wasn’t exactly the first to imply her kickboxing ability somehow made her less of a wrestler. “Ugh, whatever. Lets just get this thing started already,” she replied.

Well, she didn’t have to tell King twice. The bell rang, and she put her fists up. She was just about to start shuffling out of the corner, when her eyes widened at the sight of King sprinting right toward her! When he hopped, Felina dove out of the way, giving him only the turnbuckles to crash into.

Quickly picking herself up, she went back over to the masked giant. And as soon as he’d turned to face her again, she’d fire off a lightning quick kick with her powerful leg, aiming to slam her shin and the top of her foot as hard as she could right into King’s ribs!

King would think that he could handle this girl with no problems, just like any of his opponent that he would easily crushed with his powerful hands. King was hoping he could charged right into that Latina woman right into the corner with his huge body trying to crush her but unfortunately she was quick to move out of the way allowing him to slammed himself in the corner. "UGHH!"

He would stumble out from the corner clutching his chest, turning around to see where the hell shes is. King sees her coming right up close to him and, for some reason, he thought that he could reach out his arms hoping to catches Felina with a bearhug, but it leaves him open for her fast hard kick to his ribs. "GAHH!"

That kick was just as hard as his punch, growling in pain as he stumbles to the side leaning against the ropes, with one arm clutching his ribs, the beast trying to move away while on the ropes, need a bit of time for his ribs to stop throbbing in pain.

The crowd winced and groaned as Felina’s kick blasted into King with a loud smack that echoed all throughout the arena! He might be big and strong, but the kickboxer was willing to bet the stinging pain she’d just inflicted would be lasting with the beast for a couple days at least. There’d probably be a nice bruise there soon too.

When King started to stumble away from her, Felina wasn’t having it. “Where do ya think you’re goin’?!” she said while moving right after him. She’d wounded the big guy, and had no intention of giving him room to recover so easily!

She reached out to grab his nearest leg and tried to pull it up, and would then lash out with another quick kick, this time targeting the back of the knee on his other leg! Felina hoped this would take the masked man off his feet, and deal some significant damage to his leg. The harder it was for King to stand, the easier things would be for Felina.

King ribs hurt so much its like taking a hard hit by a hard meaty baseball bat, the pain coursing through his rib cage until that damn woman coming for him without the beast realizing she was going after for his leg, easily tripping him off his feet and down on the mat making a huge thud. "Ugh!"

He looks up to see her holding onto his leg where she would kick right on the back of his knee real hard, as hard as she did to his ribs. His legs is strong but it isnt well protected like his ribs so it all went straight to his muscles! "NGHHH!" King grunt loudly from the painful kick, he tries to pull his leg close to his chest so he can hope to kick out and shove her away from him. That way, he have a bit of time to try getting back on his feet, mostly the good one, while leaning against the ropes like a limp animal, trying to recover from this. "Damnit all!"

The kick did its job, and King was sent down to the mat. He might’ve been bigger and stronger, but so far Felina had had no problem taking it to the masked man. She was feeling more confident. All she had to do was keep smacking him around like this, and she’d walk away with an impressive victory.

But then King shoved out with his big leg, throwing Felina backward. She stumbled and fell, but quickly got back up. “What’s the matter, kitty? You’re makin’ this too easy for me!” Felina taunted as she moved back in. King was back up, but still on the ropes.

Hoping to stop his recovery in its tracks, she advanced toward King again, and attempted to swing another big kick toward his ribs again!

King is clearly hurt even after taking just couple of strikes by her kicks, JUST TWO KICKS! That already sore the monster of a man, doing little what he can to recover while moving to stand up on his feet hoping to not let himself go low and prevent himself an easy target and disadvantage on the mat.

Luckily he was able to shove her out of the way so he can get back up, but she wont stay still and went right after the wounded beast man. Felina went in right at King and goes for another kick at his ribs which it scores a big one. "UGHH!" But the beast isnt just gonna let her kick and back off, his muscled arm would close around her leg to catches by his side.

Hoping he could hold into her strong leg long enough that he would use his free hand reaching out for her throat, using both her throat and leg to lift Felina up and falling forward, for her falling backward in her perspective, aiming to crash down to the mat by his falling chokeslam like move.

It didn’t take a rocket scientist to tell that Felina’s kicks had been dishing out some good damage on Killer King. And when her foot smashed into the beast’s ribs, again she felt she’d gotten every bit of the impact off. Too many more of those and King very well might have some broken ribs to worry about.

However, landing the kick came at a hefty price. Her leg was trapped by her foe’s strong arm, and King’s free hand lashed out to grab her by the neck! Before Felina could even attempt to fight her way out of his clutches, she was lifted up and slammed down hard onto the mat!

“Agh!!” she cried out, writhing around as pain surged through her back.