Jaguar Negra vs Sora Hyamato

The left hook hit Sora´s chin hard. The boy stumbled a few steps back but was able to catch himself pretty fast again. She stopped and touched his chins moving it from the left to the right and back. Then he walked around like a cage animal. She saw that Jaguar was coming back from his knees.
“Me fail at… I never fail… let´s find out how many rips of a cat you can break before the cat passes out!”

Jaguar really knows how to take a beating many people SOra fought over the years weren´t even able to get back to their feet after an assault like that. But that gave Sora the chance to break his opponent even more before the fight was over.
“By the way…”, started Sora to speak when he begun to walk towards Jaguar “you strikes aren´t that bad… for a girl… who told you how to punch…. Your mummy cat? Let me guess she wore a mask too…” Sora stopped directly in front of the Luchador and looked him deep into the eyes, throw the mask. Sora noticed the red eyes from his opponent and needed to hold back so he didn´t start to laugh when he realized that he was wearing contacts. “I am pretty sure that she needed to wore one… otherwise she didn´t have any customer… as slut!” with the last word sora tried to put his arms as fast as he could around Jaguars hips and pull the luchador closer to him. Then Sora would try to fall backwards and throw Jaguar throw the air with a belly to belly suplex. The tried to put as much power into the suplex so he would be able to throw him as far as possible.

Jaguar rolled his shoulders out and stretched his chest quickly as Sora stood up again, trying to work the immediate soreness out of his muscles as quick as possible. Luckily for him Sora was busy talking trash about his mother, just like any other rudo would, giving him that many more precious seconds to rest and recover. Telling him he hit like a girl, that his mother was a slut, yammer on big man! he thought to himself.

With that last comment Sora burst forward with arms outstretched as he tried to pull the luchador in. Un-uh, Jaguar was not falling for that set up! His feet came out from under him as he jumped up and thrust his heels into Sora's abs. It was more a vault than a dropkick, allowing Jaguar to put some distance between them as he skidded backwards and rolled into a crouch.  "You're just how I like 'em, big, stupid, and slow" Jaguar taunted as he got to his feet and quickly began to circle round his foe.

With a mock growl, Jaguar would dart in close for his own attack. He'd dive towards the ground as he slid towards Sora's ankles. He aimed to scissor both of Sora's ankles and then harshly twist his lower half to the side in order to bring the big man down like a lumberjack felled a tree!

Sora was in full speed when he reached out and tried to pick up opponent. But he was a bit to unprepared when suddenly his opponent started to fight back. He didn´t expected that masked freak to have anything left inside of him. But Jaguar didn´t gave up, not now. He would jump up a bit and hit Sora into his belly with a kind of drop kick. The big Boy was send flying backwards and down to the mat. He landed hard on his back and moaned for a moment. That little cat sucker was still able to fight back.
Sora was sitting up a bit holding his hurting abs. The drop kick hit him out of nowhere so he didn´t have his abs strained. So his stomach had caught the most of the damage. What wasn´t really a good think. Cause Sora felt how a part of his last meal would make it way back up.

The big Man would just goral at the pathetic try of Jaguar to tease him. This was nothing to Sora it would only go throw him. SOra did try to make his way back to his feet when suddenly he felt how one leg´s legs went for his ankles and get around them tight. In the next moment he was send back down to the mat again, hitting it hard with his back. This was more annoying for him than any words of that cat fucker.

BOOM! Sora landed flat on his back after Jaguars tricky ankle sweep, and the ring shook with fervent force. The crowd cheered as they saw the smaller but ferocious man topple his giant opponent, because after all, who didn't like an underdog story? Jaguar untangled their legs and kipped up back to his feet, immediately prowling over to Sora's side. He had no words to waste on him, just a message of pain he ached to deliver.

The luchador would take a few steps back, and then run forward and jump into the air. He performed a single flip, and came down hard with an elbow drop aimed right for the man's sternum. If he hit him in just the right way, it'd be quite effective in knocking the wind out of him for a bit and giving Jaguar more time to set his flashier moves.

Sora was down on the mat again… how annoying. But no big problem. That little cat fucker didn´t do any big damage to him. The big boy shacked his head for a moment. The heard that the crowed was fired up by the actions from the small jumping rubber ball… That was insulting. Just till a few moments ago he was the force in this match they should cheer for him. He was the greater wrestler.

Sora wanted to sit up slowly to get back into the match again but then he suddenly saw a shadow over him. The man looked up in shock and saw that his opponent was in the air above him and was coming down after a fast flip. He came down with a elbow across the Sora´s chest. Jaguars elbow hit perfectly and pressed Sora down onto the mat. All the air was hit out of the bigger man. But Sora didn´t scream, he didn´t want to give that Luchador sucker anything. So he kept quiet. The fans were really hot to see what the Luchador would pull out next.

THWACK! Jaguar's elbow landed hard in Sora's chest, cracking across his ribs and sternum. It was like a large scream was born and then died in the man's throat as the air had all been forced out of him. The luchador's skin bristled, he felt like he was on fire with the rush of the crowd and his current advantage over his foe. He rolled backwards to his knees, pumping his fist once in the air but keeping himself from getting too distracted.

He rose to his feet at once, glaring down at his foe with quiet, controlled, but bristling anger. He took several bouncing steps back, creating some distance to get creative and generate momentum. This time Jaguar took a running start and then jumped forward onto his hands, performing a back handspring into a back flip, at which point he spread out his arms and legs in all directions. Ideally gravity would carry him downwards for an impromptu shooting star press.

Sora was lying on the floor. Still he wanted to get back up and kick the butt of this shity jumping cat. This was slowly getting onto his nerves. For him this match has gone on for already too long. So he would now start getting back into it. SOra looked around a bit and saw that the luchador was getting back to his feet. How he knows the style of the luchadors the next move would be a big jumping move again… So all he needed to do was wait and counter it to make some impact.

Suddenyl the boy felt how the mat was shaking. His opponent was coming closer with some flips… what a show off… Sora waited a little bit longer till Jaguar was closer to him and send himself up into the air. Then when he came down with a shooting star press Sora pulled both of his feet up and would just let his opponent fall down on them. This would make a small impact on his own legs but a gigantic on his opponent. If everything would go well sora would roll over the mat and make his way back to his feet.

“That happens when you show of in front of a stronger opponent…” Then Sora would start to stand back up again.

Rather than a prone torso, a pair of hard boots met with Jaguar's midsection, sort of skewering him in the air as his arms and legs continued downwards while his chest was held up. He flopped onto the ground thereafter, wincing and crossing his arms cross his chest as he dealt with the sudden and unexpected blow. He cursed under his breath as he inched away from the man, whom apparently was no stranger to playing possum.

He would make it to the ropes shortly and drag himself to his feet, using one arm to steady himself while the other was still draped cross an aching chest. "By my count, you been the one spending more time laying down, puto" he coughed. Not to be done in so easily, he then proceeded to stand tall on his own, no longer holding his chest, just to show he was equally as durable.

"Bring it" he dared Sora as he started to pick up his footwork as he circled and paced outside of his foe's immediate reach.

Sora was making his way back to his feet as he saw that his opponent was making his way back to his feet as well. Sora watched him closely. Now it was payback time for holding him down. Many idea´s how to punish this cat fucker crossed Sora´s mind pretty fast. He wanted to do all of them to punish him. But he decided to go for one.

Sora suddenly heard how the luchador was teasing him and needed to smile. He hit a few lucky strikes and now he was talking big… He would be sorry for that very soon. Sora walked up to him with his hand in a boxing like position. Sora tried to force his opponent into one of the corner. Then without any warning the big man would jump forward attempting to throw a jab to the head of the luchador. But Sora would just fake it he would stop instead and would try to warp his arms around Jaguar´s waists… Then Sora would lift up his opponent a bit over the floor before turning them around so Sora would stand with his back to the ring corner.

Then Sora would smile before letting himself fall backwards and throw Jaguar with a belly to belly overhead suplex into the ring corner. SOra tried to use as much force as he could so the move would be as painful as possible for his opponent. Sora would directly jump back to his feet and turn around to the cat masked wrestler.

Jaguar saw the fist coming and ducked to the side, getting in close to Sora's flank. He delivered a swift jab to his obliques, but the man quickly pivoted and caught him in a swift grapple. Jaguar lifted his elbows and jabbed them down into Sora's shoulders as the larger man lifted him off the floor. WHAM! WHAM! WHAM! Jaguar's elbows drilled like javelins into the other wrestler's muscle and bone, but he was a juggernaut with a purpose.

Sora suplexed backwards, throwing Jaguar into the cornerpost upside down. After impacting the post, Jaguar fell down first onto his head while his leg got tangled onto the middle rope, holding him up slightly. The luchador's head was spinning right now; he gritted his teeth and started to shake the cobwebs of his head. He wasn't getting out of here before Sora had another go at him first, but he could damn well try.