The New Girl (for Teenwrestler)

Right after hearing the buzzer acting as the alarm signaling the end of the round, Mizuki inmediatelly released Lucas from the hold. "That was fun!" the Olympian would remark as she got up. While Mizuki stood, she would smile mischievously as she gave the Dane a slap on his butt teasingly, returning the favor after his previous quick spank. "I hope you're not too exhausted, hot stuff" the orange-haired athlete giggled wholesomely as she offered Lucas a hand to help him get up.

"I was so lucky to have met you, Lucas-san. I'm having such a great time" Mizuki rejoiced. She was completely honest with that statement, she loved this feeling, the feeling of testing herself physically with a sport she was starting out in. She could say without a shadow of a doubt that she was not going to regret getting into AFW.

The buzzer rang and just as Lucas released her earlier, Mizuki would do the same thing by immediately releasing her sparring partner from the painful squeeze of her legs. His face was turned red and his neck was sweaty, he would cough and gasp in pain while rolling over onto his belly to recover. The male would yelp in surprise when she would slap his butt just as he did but chuckle at the response because technically he had it coming.

"Hah....falling fall me already I see?" he taunted in response to be called as "hot-stuff". He would gladly accept her hand and was pulled up to his feet, smiling as the two were face to face once more on the middle of the mats as the second round of their friendly spar was done and dusted. "Heh, thank you Mizuki-san. It has indeed been an honor to spar with you. You are really talented for sure" he said patting her shoulder.

Beaming with a smile, Mizuki would then begin to slowly walk around the mat in circles. Sitting down or standing too still never worked for her, she always prefered to keep her blood flowing by at least moving a little while she took a breather. Her gas tank was holding on well, specially now since for most of the last round she was in control, which allowed her to not expend too much of her stamina. Still, she had to admit that wrestling was far more tiring than she expected, and no matter how many miles she ran during training, it was nothing compared to facing off against a resisting opponent.

"I get now why wrestlers get so exhausted after a long match" the Olympic Gold Medallist acknowledged as she walked around. She wondered if Lucas was even tired at all, or if he was still fresh.

Both of them were smiling and seemed to be at ease around each other. Lucas would take a few deep breaths before slowly getting back up on his feet, rolling his shoulders and shaking his arms loose while stretching his neck. Meanwhile, Mizuki would walk around the mat in circles while sitting down and standing up to keep herself on the move. Lucas would watch her every move because they agreed to start off the final round without any breaks this time.

"Hah...Hah...well it shouldn't be a problem for you considering your Olympic experience" he said while raising his arms out in front of him while starting to approach her. Lucas would get closer and closer until suddenly lunging at her, getting her and him locked up in a clinch once more. Lucas made sure to press up against her in a grapple, ensuring that they would be grappled.

The male wrestler went into a more defensive approach, holding her in the grapple but showed no urgency to push her back in an attempt to recover as much as he could.

The two wrestlers would clinch up again. Mizuki was expecting her opponent to start to push her back or at least try to take her down right away. Instead, Lucas was keeping her in the clinch, clearly in no rush to establish his dominance. The Olympian then would start to think about a possible strategy. She had success last round thanks in part because she stayed on the offensive constantly, using her overwhelming strength and pace. It was a no-brainer for Mizuki; she should continue to put the pressure on the Dane.

The orange-haired wrestler would suddenly explode, trying to free herself from Lucas' grasp as she would try to wrap her arms around his waist, in order for her to perform a Northern Lights Suplex. The attempt was risky, since the Dane could see it coming and try to counter, but it could grant Mizuki a great starting point to this last round if she would manage to do it.

Both of them were locked up in a grapple battle and it was clear to Mizuki that that Lucas was only stalling at this point. He would keep her at bay despite in the grapple, not really pushing her back nor allowing her to push him back either. He had a defensive stature but Mizuki would soon change that by breaking away from the grapple to wrap her arms around his waist.

"Nrgh" he grunted in surprise before suddenly being pulled up off his feet and driven hard onto the ring mat for a Northern Lights Suplex. "AHHHHHHH" he cried out as his back hit the mats. He would bridge up and clutch his lower back in pain, surprised at his partner's offence.

Mizuki could hardly believe it, her suplex just worked! She knew that she had to risk it if she wanted to get results, but the Olympian still doubted her offensive abilities. But right now the Japanese-born wrestler was proving herself that she was indeed capable. But, she should not take it easy now. A fight could take a complete turn at any moment with a well placed counter, and that fact prevented Mizuki from relaxing.

Grabbing a hold of Lucas' shoulders, the Olympic Gold Medallist would try to turn his body around so his stomach faces the mat. Right after and without losing any more time, Mizuki would try and wrap her arms around the Dane's waist again, in order to perform an impressive Deadlift German Suplex. The move required an enormous amount of strength by the wrestler doing the move, something that Mizuki definitely had.

He was surprised that for one that was so new to wrestling she could execute a perfect Northern Lights Suplex. The form in the bridge was excellent and the male wrestler found himself down on the mat, clutching his back in pain. There was no time for rest either, while he was moaning in pain and trying to roll over and perhaps get back up to his feet, the Japanese woman was already on him as she reached down to grab his shoulders and keep him onto his stomach while wrapping her arms around his waist.

He figured she was going to keep him down in a waistlock but instead she would sue her strength to pull him up off the mat in a deadlift straight into a thunderous German Suplex. *THUD*. "AHHHHHHHH" he let out a louder scream as the back of his head and shoulder really took a nasty bump on the mats and he flipped over onto his belly after the impact.

He was left in pain, glistening in sweat and stunned from the sudden offence.

'You have him right where you want him, Mizuki. You can do this!' The Japanese thought to herself as she felt the impact on the Dane's body. She was slowly getting aware that the round was going perfectly on her favor, she couldn't ask for a better outcome. But again, even though Lucas was clearly stunned, she wouldn't let down the pressure and the pace she was putting on her opponent.

"Sorry, Lucas-san. You're such a friendly and cute guy. But I wanna prove myself that I can win." Mizuki affirmed filled with self-confidence. She would grab a hold of the young wrestler's arms and pull him up, standing him up on his legs. After taking a deep breath, the Olympic Gold Medallist would attempt to lift Lucas in the air in a sudden burst of strength, in order to perform a powerful Pop-Up Powerbomb. This was Mizuki's finisher, and if she could hit this flawlessly the round would no doubt be hers, but there's always the chance of a counter from Lucas.

The third round was where things would really pick up. Mizuki was going out guns blazing and taking this as seriously as she could. With two back to back suplexes leaving the male wrestler down and out, it was time she felt that she could finish this last round by a victory. Still reeling and stunned from the German Suplex, she managed to easily pull him up to his feet by grabbing his arms and yanking him up.

She would immediately pull him up over her shoulders and fall flat on his ass, driving him with as much force as she could muster for a huge pop-up powerbomb to drive the male wrestler down as hard as she could on the mats.

*THUD*

"Guuuuuuugh!" he let out a loud scream but in the end was down on his back, arms and legs spread wide as he totally did not expect such a move from the rookie wrestler.