Haruka vs Max

Haruka was waiting in the ring for her next opponent. She was still dressed in her workout suit of tight gym shorts and a white t shirt. She was barefoot.

She stretched and limbered up a bit throwing a few practice punches to warm up.

Max gulped as he crawled out from his hiding place under the ring, Honestly, he was scared, Haruka was a badass, plain and simple, and he knew he didnt have much of a chance, which is why his plan had to work for him. He quickly got out from under the ring, behind Haruka, he grinned and climbed the turnbuckle behind her quietly, dressed in only a white pair of gym shorts "Hey Haruka!" He yelled, waiting for her to turn around, when she did, he lept off the turnbuckle, kicking both his feet out in a missle dropkick, aiming for her chest!

Haruka turned, a bit surprised and then took the dropkick to the chest. She staggered back to the corner and lay there facing out.

Max grinned and ran towards her in the corner, jumping and kicking both of his feet out, trying to dropkick her breasts!

This time haruka would move aside to dodge.

Max cried out as she moved away, leaving him to crash and burn by smacking almost full force into the turnbuckle!

Haruka would go to Max and try to grab his shoulder and abck him against the turnbuckle with a condescending smile.

"That wasn't very nice attacking me from behind."

She would then take her other hand, ball a fist and start trying to pummel Alex hard about 4 times. If he was sufficiently beat down, she would try to hook his arm and deliver a big armdrag slam to the center of the ring.

Max cried out as he was hammered by those mighty fists, then cried out again as he was arm tossed to the mat near the center of the ring, sitting up and holding his back in pain

Haruka sauntered up to Max and would try to grab and push him so he lay down. If this work she would try and drop a big leg drop on him.

Max groaned as he was pushed down, but seeing her jump quickly rolled to the side, dodging her legdrop!