[Oil Match] Astrid Arvidsson (D) vs Daisuke Takeuchi - All bets are off

There was a loud click as Astrid's bare foot collided with Daisuke's head. Even the audience gave a loud "Oh" at that moment. Even though the Norwegian girl could not use her full potential, the force of that kick was enough for the Prince to collapse back onto his back, plunging into the oil. The Golden Dragon up on one knee while her face played with a smile. She definitely enjoyed this oil match. Despite the fact that she was very skeptical about this at the very beginning, now she saw this as a great opportunity to test her skills in new conditions.

Taking a step to the oiled opponent, Astrid grabbed his arm in order to pull him up, forcing him to rise. And after that, she was determined to reach out between his legs. Was is by chance or not, but Astrid's palm touched the Prince's dick. She wonder if he felt aroused in moments like this? Although the guy said that today there is no confrontation between male and female, for some reason the thought that there was a little sexual overtones did not let the long-haired blonde go. She intended to bend down slightly to place Daisuke on her shoulders in a fireman's carry position, and then use her impressive strength to straighten herself up to her full height!

"Tell me honestly, do you like it when a strong girl dominates you, huh?" Astrid asked with the same smile on her face.

However, she could get an answer to this question later, because she did not want to hesitate. Right now, Astrid was about to toss the Prince up and slightly forward, turning him over so that his back would collapse right onto her forward knee! No one should forget that Astrid is a true descendant of the ancient Vikings! She respected the history and traditions of her ancestors, so she called this movement the drakkar!

However, if she had managed to ride her rival on this Viking boat, she would not have stopped there. Instead of letting Daisuke fall into the oil again, Astrid would try to place her left hand on his chin and her right hand on his thigh. Now no one should have any doubts. She was going to deliver real hellish torment to his back with a backbreaker submission! Today he will regret challenging her and will understand that the other blonde, with whom he confused Astrid, isn’t even near compared to the Norwegian girl!

“Sad answer, huh,” Astrid said.

She was unable to avoid the elbow that Daisuke sent to her head. The girl clicked her tongue in displeasure, however, this was not enough to force her to abandon her plan. The Golden Dragon used her incredible power to throw the Prince up and forward in order to smash his spine with a knee!

Even so, she did not stop, starting to press on the throat and thigh of the Japanese man, wanting to inflict as much pain on him as possible. She didn't like this arrogant self-confidence, so now the Norwegian girl was determined to make her rival understand that he should treat her more respectfully. And his painful screams only pushed her forward, Astrid pressed on the Prince's body harder and harder. She was determined to make him submit!

It is possible that everything would have ended this way, since the blonde was sure that she would have enough strength to interrupt any attempt by the man to escape from this submissive hold. But, as they say, insolence is golden for immoral people. Unable to fight honestly, Daisuke went for a dastardly act, scooping up oil with his palms.

Astrid was tough enough to take even two slaps in the face at once, but when the guy threw up his hands, she noticed that they weren't just slaps. Before Astrid could defend herself, oil got into her eyes, almost completely blinding her. The girl screamed at the burning pain and discomfort.

"Oh, you cheating piece of shit!" she cried, covering her face with her hands.

It seems that now it was clear to her how further events would develop. It seems that after all the difficult matches she went through, she finally met an opponent who is ready to justify any of his actions with one simple phrase. Victory is victory. True, right now, this knowledge did not help her much. With such a sudden sneak attack, Astrid leaped to her feet, puching Daisuke's body off her knee. She took a few steps back, trying to clear the viscous liquid from her eyes. But the problem was that the oil underfoot hadn't disappeared anywhere. Unable to move rationally, the blonde slipped and fell to one knee.

"No eye interaction in any way!" said the girl referee. "I give you a warning!"

Although even the fact that this time the referee was not a blind puppet did little to comfort the Golden Dragon, who could not see anything now due to the unnatural substance that filled her eyes. Who would have thought that the viscous and tasty-smelling oil would be so unpleasant to the eyes?

Well, we have to admit that the girl did not count on the fact that in this match she would have to face a fraud. Of course, it was no secret for her that many fighters here are ready to go to any meanness in order to assert themselves at the expense of their victory, albeit obtained through a dirty way. There was almost nothing to say here. What can we talk about when even the reigning world champion holds the belt only because he uses dirty tricks in every match?

Astrid was made from a different material. Of course, she was far from the image of the ideal warrior, however, she never stooped to dirty tricks if it was not allowed by the rules. But this is not about that, now it was more about the fact that she simply has no respect for such people. At first glance, Daisuke seemed like a self-confident upstart to her, but now he seemed to her just a nonentity.

Trying to clear her eyes, the Golden Dragon couldn't take care of the rest. A fighter without sight is like a baby in the ring. The girl was well aware that now she was leaving herself open, but regaining her eyesight was now the primary task. And although she began to make progress in this, it was not enough to instantly return to the game. And this allowed her opponent to get around her from the back.

"Gggghhhh!!" the Norwegian girl moaned stifled as the Japanese guy's hand wrapped around her neck.

The guy and girl fell to their side as the Prince's legs closed around the long-haired blonde's waist. Damn it, it hurt. Astrid began to wriggle, trying to break free of her opponent's grip, but it was almost without results. The oil enveloping their bodies did nothing to free the girl. She couldn't even breathe, so she raised her hands, grabbed Daisuke's hand, trying to pull it away from her neck in order to get some oxygen.

Well, perhaps it should be said that there is part of Astrid's fault as well. Since she did not think that her opponent would be such a nonentity, she was not ready for such a dirty move on his part. But now she understood who she was dealing with and now she could think in advance about the possibility that she would again have to face the scam from Daisuke. The girl groaned and puffed, trying to relieve the pressure on her neck. She strained her steel abdominal muscles in order to ease the pain in the waist, now it was important for her to stay conscious, not allowing this rogue to strangle her. The Japanese guy's words stabbed into Astrid's ear like poison. The girl bared her teeth.

"You are not capable of anything without cheating!" she croaked through the constricted throat. "So shut your fucking mouth!"

Sometimes the insolence of people simply amazed the girl. Why did the asshole think he had the right to ask such questions? This angered the Golden Dragon in earnest, something inside her even began to stir. But the Norwegian girl was able to restrain herself, no, this moron has not yet deserved to see her in all her glory.

But he definitely deserved what Astrid was going to do. It seems that the Prince had too much relied on the fact that in oil she would not be able to use her main power. Big mistake. Why? Because right now, Astrid was intent on clenching her right fist and sending an elbow strike right into Daisuke's head! However, this was not the end, as right after that the Golden Dragon was going to send another elbow strike right into his ribs!

People like Daisuke had too inflated self-esteem and something told the girl that even these two blows might not be enough for him to free her. And so she was going to put both of her elbows on the front of the Prince's thighs. She wanted to test how well he would handle the pain that would go into his muscles when she pressed down on them with her sharp elbows!

As they say, no signs of trouble. Even though during the first meeting the Norwegian woman saw too much conceit in her rival, she was not used to judging people in advance. It was her own golden rule, when going into the ring against someone for the first time, she never had anything personally, no matter how much bad she might hear about her opponent. Astrid firmly believed that a person can only be recognized in a fight. This is how she became sure that this federation was not devoid of worthy fighters, every woman she faced in the ring, well, except, perhaps, two, was unusually strong-willed, which aroused sincere respect in the Golden Dragon.

By trying to perceive the Japanese guy as a strong man, she was preparing for a good match and perhaps something a little more immediately after the match. However, now the impression of the long-haired blonde has been almost completely destroyed. And each new word flying out of the Prince's mouth only strengthened the woman's thought that she was faced with an ordinary arrogant bastard, but certainly not with a worthy rival. It's funny that her first nasty rival was a man, and not a woman, to such an extent it was very ironic. After these poisonous words that it was better for her to declare submission, the Golden Dragon had no reason to treat him with respect.

However, respect had nothing to do with what she was about to do. She had no intention of losing consciousness here and now, so the Norwegian woman flexed her muscles in order to put as much force into her elbows as possible. And Daisuke's painful screams after the blonde hit his head and ribs were a good sign that she was doing everything right. But that wasn't enough, she still hadn't gotten her freedom. To correct this small misunderstanding, Astrid pressed her sharp elbows against Daisuke's muscles, starting to put pressure on them, now it was only a matter of time.

And indeed, it seems that self-confidence was not the best assistant when it came to pure and very great pain. Astrid felt the pressure on her neck and waist disappear, although at the same time she felt her opponent pushing her. The long-haired blonde was forced to roll to the side. To avoid getting another stab in the back, the Norwegian woman quickly turned to face Daisuke. Astrid coughed, putting a hand in her neck, however, her eyes were focused on the Japanese guy. It seems that he clearly did not like that she was able to free herself. The insult flew out of Daisuke's mouth. It was a little funny. He seems to be trying his best to piss off Astrid by using his mouth, while in order to piss him off, Astrid only needs to be better than him.

“No, I am the Golden Dragon,” she said with a wide and cocky smile.

Astrid got to her feet and raised her hands to her chin. It was worth giving the Japanese guy his due, she still felt pain in the waist, here he tried very hard. The Norwegian woman remembered this, promising to repay her opponent in kind at a certain moment. But now was the time to start a new round. Daisuke gave her enough motivation to do this.

The Golden Dragon began to approach the Prince, looking into his eyes. Even though she was used to the oil under her feet, it still prevented her from moving. The good news was that she wasn't the only one who found it difficult to move around in oil. She was already close, Astrid's eyes flashed and she threw her hands forward, it seemed that she again wants to close with Daisuke in order to check which of them has more strength. However, even before her hands grabbed the hands of the Japanese guy, Astrid began to lean back.

She was sure it was time to move on to more confident action, but for that she needed to catch Daisuke by surprise. That is why right now the Golden Dragon was about to tear both legs from the mat. Yes, indeed, she would have had to fall on her back, splashing oil around, however, she was willing to pay this very small price. Instead of grappling with Daisuke, the Norwegian woman was about to kick his right ankle with a sudden low dropkick! She hoped that would be enough for the Prince to collapse from his full height onto the mat and hit his face with enough force to remain stunned!

Astrid's gaze did not escape the rage in the eyes of her rival, it looks like she managed to hit the pride of the Japanese guy. Well, she never really tried to play on other people's emotions, however, today a Norwegian woman was willing to make an exception. The long-haired blonde was ready for anything for the sake of a good match with a strong opponent; it was the greatest happiness for her to face a worthy and strong fighter with her fists. And when she came to AFW, she finally got what she was looking for all her life. Leaving MMA, she had some doubts. But after she began to step into the ring against women as strong as herself, the Golden Dragon finally felt that she had found a place where she needed to be.

But today she was willing to admit that for the first time in a long time, this was no longer just an uncompromising clash. It has already grown into something quite personal. And so the blonde felt responsible. The responsibility that she has to kick the ass of this arrogant guy who not only challenged her, but is also willing to use dirty methods in order to achieve victory. There was a fire in Astrid's soul and this fire was reflected in her lavender eyes, give her strength.

Despite the rage, it seemed that Daisuke had found the strength not to rush at Astrid, deciding that it would be better to play defensively. It was very welcome, because the Norwegian woman wanted to try something. Both rivals began to approach each other, raising their hands. It looked very much like another test of strength awaited them. But this was only until the moment when the Golden Dragon went to her own cunning. There is a definite difference between a dirty move and tactical stealth. Even though she had to collapse on her back, her feet hit the Prince's ankle.

Daisuke collapsed into oil moments after Astrid and it looked like his fall was much more unpleasant than hers. Brushing the excess oil off her face, Astrid leapt to her feet, taking a step forward. It would be a lie if she said that she didn't like this setting. She really reacted with a certain skepticism to the match in oil at the very beginning. But now the Norwegian woman was ready to admit that this was very unusual. At first it seemed unnatural to her that a viscous substance enveloped her body, preventing her from moving and attacking. But now she found it quite entertaining, especially considering that she had to look for non-standard options in order to continue the match at her own pace.

Speaking of pace. Right now, the Golden Dragon was about to step over Daisuke, who was lying on his stomach. Leaning down, she wanted to thread her arms under his waist. It might seem that she just wanted to restrict his movements, but it was a little different. Because the long-haired blonde strained her arms, pressing the Prince's back against her stomach. Taking a deep breath, the woman began to straighten up, lifting her opponent's body over the mat and oil, demonstrating her incredible strength!

“Let's see how you like it,” she thought.

If she hadn't had trouble straightening up by lifting Daisuke's body, then she would finally be able to demonstrate what she did it for. She has never held back during her matches and this day will be no exception, especially with such an opponent. Turning slightly to the side, the Golden Dragon turned her back to the nearest corner. Everything was clear now. Astrid intended to lean back sharply, tossing the Prince over her. Letting go of his waist, the Golden Dragon intended to send his body right into the corner with an impressive and crushing deadlift german suplex!