Hye Choi-Jeong Vs. Artemis Michelle Armstrong - Natural Disaster Imminent

The blue haired Korean would nod her head as she had those legs firmly locked up now, she would look over her shoulder as she put the pressure down on Artemis and seeing the slight spasms of pain from the American Actress, the Korean would turn her head forward.

Deciding to put all the pressure down on her opponent as she could. She would feel Artemis start to crawl but so far it was a slow trek towards the ropes. Hye would seek to slide back on that strong back of Artemis though, trying to get a better leverage to bend that back just a bit more, seeking to torture it even more so than before. She would tighten her grip on those legs, once more looking over her shoulder just to try and see how much it was affecting Artemis.

Her focus would soon enough return to only bringing down as much pain as she could upon the well built actress!

Yup. She was going to need corrective surgery after this.

Artemis was nothing if not a drama queen, but spending ten minutes with both the heaviest and quite frankly the most skilled opponent she’d ever had in her rather short yet exhilarating wrestling career was leaving quite the impression. She didn’t think the Texas Cloverleaf could get any worse, but Hye seemed motivated to prove her wrong at every step as she cranked the hold further and further, inch by inch, denying her any space of freedom.

This had to stop. The former actress worked with the pain as best she could, gritting her teeth tightly together as beads of sweat dripped from her forehead to stain the canvas. With one hard slap against the mat after another, she slowly inched her way over to the ropes. The distance she made was negligible at best to anyone looking at side, tiny little stretches that looked like nothing. But to Artemis every inch, every centimeter, felt like a mile gained. She was close enough to the ropes for all the energy she’d spent to count in the end. She just needed a little space.

A little more.

A little more.

When she was finally confident with the distance, her long arm would reach out and try to grasp the bottom rope for a break. Not the best point for her pride, but once the pain went away she could deal with making up for that little showing. At the very least, she could say she finally had a read on what she was up against. What going toe-to-toe with Hye really meant.

The Texas Cloverleaf hold continued as Hye would from time to time look over her shoulder and check on the progress that Artemis was making, she was feeling herself slowly being pulled closer and closer towards the ropes. It seemed as if the actress wasn't about to give in anytime soon and would crawl towards the ropes, fighting tooth and nail to get to freedom.

Nodding her head a bit, Hye would continue to ramp up the pressure. It didn't seem as if she would be able to stop Artemis anyways, so she might as well just focus on doing as much damage as she could to the powerful blond.

After a few more seconds, Artemis was able to grasp onto the bottom ropes and with it she would force Hye to release her. As the blue haired wrestler would let go of those legs and then rise up to her feet.

Stepping away from Artemis, Hye would move towards the center of the ring. Placing her hands on her hips, the cool and stoic beauty would nod her head and look on at Artemis, awaiting her opponent to rise up to her feet and leave the ropes so she could continue with their match.

Ah god, she pulled something didn’t she?

Artemis couldn’t exactly say that being in that little hold was a pleasant experience. Putting up with three hundred pounds of solid steel weighing you down was enough, but putting an Olympic level of skill into folding her body as far half as it could go was nothing short of a few minutes of unenending torture. For a moment, it actually got worse when she reached the ropes. All of the tension and strain along her back went off at once when Hye let go, everything scrambling back into an alignment like the devil was playing the xylophone with her back. Not a shining moment for the former actress as she clung to the ropes and steadily rose to two feet, one rung after the other.

If any of that was paining Artemis though, she wasn’t showing it. Not through the cool smile she threw over her shoulder to Hye as she stood upright. Toughness in the face of adversity would always get her the Oscar if nothing else. She pushed off the top rope with a light shove and walked the brunette's way, cracking her neck once to the side.

“What? That all you got?” She pressed her hands to her back and stretched it out with a good lean, letting out a long sigh of relief. “That was feeling pretty nice...by the end there. Ah yeah. Saved me a couple hundred for the spa.”

The American smirked and brought her hands up, crouching low as she started to circle the Korean giant. That cloverleaf was still putting a major hurt on her body, but she could still recapture the momentum here. She was starting to get a feel for how Hye moved, how she operated. Just had to make it work somehow.

Seeing the toughness of Artemis face as she moved up towards her feet and faced the blue haired woman. Hye would keep her hands on her hips as she watched her shove away and walked towards her. The blue haired woman would tilt her head to the side.

She wasn't sure if she was more impressed with how tough Artemis was, or if she was just that good of an actor to not show the pain she was in. Though then the usual tough talk came, acting all cocky. Hye would close her eyes for a second and let out a sigh, dropping down low in a crouching grappling stance.

Deciding to step in, Hye would try and go in for a grapple with Artemis, trying to lock up with her and start to try and wrestle down and unbalance Artemis.

Just take it slow. Watch how she moves, keep your approach nice and subtle. No need to rush into things.

Hye was a tough opponent. It wasn’t just the fact that she had some serious skills packed away. The average AFW wrestler probably had twice the technique Artemis did and even more ways to use it against her. A skilled opponent was nothing new, but with Hye, there was a tremendous amount of strength to backing it all up. Artemis had lost her only real advantage Her only hope was to outthink her, try to catch her off guard. This chick.

Yeah. Okay.

The former actress paced herself as she approached the Hye in a low stance, gauging her posture, trying to avoid that cold lioness look she had going in her eyes. There was something about it that told Artemis she was being written off somehow. Like the match could only go in one direction from here. Guess they’d just have to see about that.

Artemis stepped close with her hands up, palms primed and ready for action. For all the world it looked like she was about to go for a grapple, even touching palms with Hye for a split second...only to grab Hye’s wrist instead. She tore herself away and went to step behind the blunette, using her grip on the Korean’s arm to twirl her in the direction she needed. With a deftness she didn’t often put on display, Artemis would bring that same arm around Hye’s neck while she reached down to grip her inner thigh, bucking her hips to hoist her solid counterpart up and over with a chickenwing suplex.

For all intents, Hye was prepared and ready to square off against Artemis, the woman was strong and had some talent...but the blue haired cool beauty had noticed that in terms of skill there was a bit of a gap between them. At least from what she had seen so far, it could be that the mighty blond had a few tricks hidden up her sleeves that the Korean hadn't experienced yet.

Which was why she still had her usual professional caution when it came to grappling with a new opponent. She didn't know all that Artemis had to offer after all. Though the more they clashed in the match, the clearer that picture was getting. By the end of tonight she'd probably have a pretty good idea of what Artemis was capable off.

When she reached forward and from the looks of it so did Artemis, both of them ready to grapple. Their palms touching...as Hye tried to lock and entwine her fingers with the actress, but to her surprise that hand left hers before she could do so. Gripping onto nothing but air, Hye would raise her eyebrows a little in surprise. Then suddenly her wrist was taken control of and it was guided behind her back. Then that arm came up around her neck and her inner thigh was grabbed by Artemis other hand.

Struggling what little she could in that narrow timeframe, Hye was soon taken off of her feet much like she had been taken by surprise, swept up into the air before she was brought down brutally so by that chicken wing suplex! The heavy impact of these two heavy and powerful women throwing each other against the canvas causing the ropes to bounce and jump.

Holy hell she totally nailed that one.

Not that she was ever one to miss an opportunity to lavish heaps of praise onto her skillset, but Artemis would be lying if she didn’t think she was about to flub that one. The feeling could have been compounded by the fact that Hye was clearly the more skilled competitor between the two, if the last few minutes hadn’t shown that already. Though it was more so that Artemis was never one to get very tactical. Power and improv were always her strong suits, and that had been enough for her to get by for a while now.

It was an unspoken bit of praise towards her blue-haired opponent that the Korean was making her approach things differently. Still, she never lacked for strength, and Hye was feeling every inch of it once she was left splayed out on the mat.

Artemis came up to her knees after the suplex, admiring her handiwork as she quickly pondered on how to follow it up. Part of her was tempted to go for another slam and double down on the headache she’d given her, but she had to be a little smarter about it. Save the energy she had. But there were plenty of other ways to make her hurt.

The American pushed Hye onto her front while she was still on the floor before she sat on the small of her back. Artemis then leaned over and snaked her arms underneath Hye’s, coiling them around and locking her hands together at the back of the woman’s neck before she leaned back, pulling the Korean as far back as she could, punishing her spine in a powerful Full Nelson Camel Clutch.

Hye had not expected that or for things to have turned out this way, now she was left trying to recover on the mat, and she very much doubted that Artemis was going to let a moment like this slip away from her. Who was the better wrestler in terms of pure skills had been pretty much determined, but in a match just like in life skill wasn't always something that made you prevail. There were a million and one factors that came into play in a match and Artemis had just pulled off one of those to gain the advantage.

Groaning, the Korean would start to push herself up...but she was quickly pushed and shoved over onto her front by Artemis. Growling out a bit in annoyance at this, the weight of the American soon pressed down on her and she found herself being pulled up, her arms being restrained and soon enough she was trapped! Groaning and gasping out as she was locked into a painful Full Nelson Style Camel Clutch! Her strong core being forced to bend and her upper-body practically put on display as the mighty blond had her firmly locked up! Straining the frame of the Mighty blue haired warrior.

Keeping Hye in place wasn’t as easy as Artemis was making it seem. The Korean had strength, strength for days. Easing up on any front could have cost her the hold in one fell swoop, one good roll of the shoulder that may given her a free arm or elbow to assault the American actress with. Submissions were never her strong suit, but there were a few where she could rely on her strength to make up the difference.

Wishful thinking, though, really. Her opponent was holding on, as expected. She doubted a hold as simple as this would get a submission out of Hye. The woman was tough, for sure, but that just meant there was no room to hold back.

Artemis cranked back further on the hold, threatening to force Hye’s spine into a near ninety-degree angle as she applied an even greater amount of pressure only one of her stature and Armstrong-grade training were possible of. As she pulled back even harder and forced Hye further upright, the actress’ head leaned into the hold, her forehead practically touching the back of the Korean’s lovely blue mane and the battle-hardened skull just beneath it. The American grit her pearly whites, giving a hint of a smile.