Lu Jiao Jocelyn Vs. Lu Zhou Yi: Mud and Steel!

Jocelyn panted as she eyed Yi. She eyed her coldly and spoke a quick obsenity in chinese. She then rushed forward to aim a forearm into Yi's chest to push her against the cage.

Her eyes had shifted from her opponent, leaving the woman panting in the corner to reinspect the cage and mudbowl. Perhaps there was something here she had missed the first time, something she could use to tip the odds. Movement in Jocelyn did not immediately threaten the historian, as the Chistralian was on the other side of the ring. Yi was, however, wrong in this aspect as Jocelyn did cross the ring a lost quicker than expected for a woman who had been submitted to so much torture earlier. The elbow caught Yi full in the chest and sent her back first into the chain ring that kept them from escaping one another.

Yi's light form bounced against the chain link fence and put her hands up instinctively to catch herself, possibly catching Jocelyn in order to keep herself standing.

Jocelyn's features didn't change once her arm connected. Because she had used the forearm and because Yi and herself were covered in mud, and because of the spot she had chiosen, Jocelyn may not have unjured Yi's breasts as much as she'd like, but she still pushed her back into the cage. When Yi oput her hands up, Jocelyn sneered and attempted to lift her knee up and drive it into Yi's groin.

Yi leaned in to push her opponent backwards and away from her, using her rump on the cage wall as a source of power. Neither ideal or effective, and proven such as a knee collided with a very sensitive spot. The explosion of pain seemed to radiate into her stomach, and for a moment she felt her lunch may have been set on a new exit path. The historian couldn't help but scream in protest and begin to fall to her knees. Hands that had tried to clutch her opponent for support now traveled downward to protect against another crotch shot. Yi had to get her head back in the game, or the lit way to victory would be nothing more than a pipe dream.

Jocelyn was eager to take advantage of her new position and as Yi began tlo sink to the ground, Jocelyn would try and grab one of Yi's thair trails and hold her painfully, halfway up. If she could manage this, she would attempt to send as many close fisted punches into Yi's face as she could manage.

Her drop was stopped prior to hitting the ground, and Yi attempted to shake her head in protest, but it was no good. One punch landed in her cheek, turning her head away. Then another, and a third where a burst of pain now filled her mouth with a thick copper flavor... Blood... Maybe a knocked loose tooth. These punches were all exactly, a fourth punch, the same. Same timing same target same attack. The fifth was on its way and Yi had to break the cycle. The historian knew the exact path of delivery and raised her hands in a strike of their own. Left hand knuckle would land in the assaulting forearm, the right would knock into the upper arm. A simple block with a wicked intent. A chakra line ran the inside of a persons arm, or Yi atleast knew it as such. When double struck it would cause immediate and tingling pain, worsening when the arm was moved. If Yis technique was good and her prediction of Jocelyn's repitition was correct... If not... A fifth punch likely landed.

Jocelyin had Yi right where she wanted and was intent on beating the girl well past the point of unconsciousness. She had thought that so manypunches to the face would weaken Yi and wasn't even really expecting a counter attack but when the assault came, she gasped in surprise and then winced in pain, pulling her arm backquickly. If Yi didn't do anything to press her attack then Jocwelyn would aim a knee in Yi's face.

Defense when under attack was necessary to break the attack, but to waste a perfectly good moment where her opponent was stunned to keep a solid defense was wasteful. The more forward of her two arms reached in with a backhand to the womanhood of her opponent, hoping to keep the woman moving back and away for Yi to recover.

Yi's left arm collided incidentally with the knee though it didn't have enough strength to stop it. It widened Yi's eyes to be struck so suddenly. Jocelyn was good, able to adapt swiftly to Yi's strategy, but Lady Lu knew she'd simply have to be more cunning to make up the difference...

Jocelyn was surprised when Yi was able to smack her womanhood. The backhand wouldn't be enough to cause her serious pain but enough to make her want to back away. With her leg lifted up for the knestrike, she would en d up nearly loosing her balance and reached out to try and grab one of Yi's pigtails to maintain herself.

Sometimes the safest place to be was the belly of the beast.

She shoved the top of her head into Jocelyn's stomach as those pigtails were snagged. The two girls would then tumble together to the mud. Unconventional, but when Jocelyn hit mud, her whole body would absorb the blow. When Yi's momentum was stopped it would only be through her head an neck, which focused the collision into Jocelyn's diaphragm. And if everything was as surgically precise as Yi intended it to be, then Jo would find herself instantly winded.