Sayuki vs Yi Lan

Submission Match
Winning Conditions: Verbal Submission Only
Attire: Bra and Panties
Ring: Normal, except for brighter lights shining down on the ring.

Sayuki groaned in frustration as she was placed in another match that dictated her in wearing her underwear for a match, she was however pleased that it was suited to her style of wrestling. Looking in the mirror as she wore a white bra and panties for the match she heard her song echoing in the arena as she left the backstage and appeared on the ramp. Sayuki mostly ignored the wolf whistles in the crowd as she made her way down the ramp and towards the ring that she noticed the spotlights shining down on it was brighter than usual.

The pink haired wrestler didn't pay too much attention to it as she climbed up the stairs and entered the ring as she did some pre match bouncing up and down to loosen her body as she turned to the ramp, waiting for her opponent to arrive.

Though Lan did not have any doubts or regrets about her decision to abandon a potentially lucrative career path back home in China to become a member of this wrestling federation here in Tokyo, Japan, she had to admit to herself that she had hoped to be participating in matches that were a bit less humiliating. Looking at herself in the mirror, clad only in a tangerine-colored bra and matching pair of panties, she couldnâ€t help but feel a little exposed, a little ridiculous. Her cheeks flushed, turning a rosy shade of pink.

At least, once the fight got started, she would be able to take her mind off of the unfortunately revealing attire and get down to the business of earning her place here in this league. Handling public humiliation on the magnitude of walking out in front of thousands of people in only your underwear was not something that Lan was used to. But she could fight. She and her sister Xiuying had fought all the time as children. On the rare occasion they met up now as adults, they usually ended up in a verbal confrontation, even if things didnâ€t get physical.

Yes, it would be embarrassing, but Lan was going to get through this. She looked from the mirror down to her body, her gaze finally settling on her hand. Slowly, she clenched it into a fist, fingers tightening, skin stretching taut across her knuckles.

Her thin lips curled upwards into a confident smile. She exhaled softly. Whoever this girl she was fighting tonight was, she was going to be in for a world of unimaginable pain.

A few minutes later, the Chinese girl would appear at the top of the ramp, her song beginning to reverberate throughout the arena, her arms crossed modestly over her chest to shield her breasts from prying, perverted eyes. Her own eyes locked onto the ring, where her opponent, in white underwear, was waiting for her. She ignored the crowd as she made her way down to the center of the arena and climbed into the ring, walking across it to her own corner. She kept her eyes on the other girl the whole time, a thousand different thoughts running through her mind as her cheeks heated and reddened once again.

She pursed her lips, breathing softly, not saying anything to her opponent just yet. There was nothing that she needed to say.

Sayuki waited with redden cheeks for her opponent as she soon revealed herself on top of the ramp as the two immediately locked eyes on the other. Sayuki didn't take her eyes off of Lan and she saw that Lan was doing the same. It wasn't a look of infatuation from both girls, but a look of sizing up the other and determination to make the other submit as they stood in their corners. Sayuki was beginning to feel hot as her body started sweating lightly as she didn't understand why as it escaped her mind that it was due to the bright lights shining down on the ring as the ref girl called for the bell.

Heading out of her corner, Sayuki entered her wrestling stance as she made her way to the ring, watching her opponent and at the same time getting distracted at her bra and panties clad opponent as she tried to keep her guard up.

Lan was beginning to sweat already, too, even before the referee girl gave a few last-minute reminders and called for the bell to be rung. The lights here seemed so bright—where they always this bright, for every match? The Chinese fistfighter had no idea, but she was not going to let it distract her from claiming victory here tonight. Her opponent would suffer under the oppressive shining of those far-overhead lamps just as much as she would.

She kept her eyes on her opponent as she thought, noticing that the other girl was doing the same. She was cute, no doubt about it, especially wearing only her bra and panties. Lan, of course, was not here to find a girlfriend. She was not here for romance at all. She had her reasons for joining AFW, and none of them were about sex. None of them.

When the bell rang, she would slowly step forward towards the center of the ring, crouching down and holding her arms out in front of her to defend against any quick attack from her opponent. Sayuki seemed to have the same idea, however, and, step by step, the two girls in their wrestling stances would approach each other, ready to begin what promised to be a grueling battle of submissions between the two of them.

Reaching the center of the ring, Sayuki met her opponent as both were ready. Pushing the distracting thoughts out of her mind she would attempt to get the match started as she would reach her arms out to try and grab her opponent's wrist to try and spin and put her in an wrist lock, hoping to keep her opponent occupied and weaken the arm at the same time. Sayuki herself was also here to win as she wanted to show that she was an expert at submissions as she continued to wrench on the arm.

Lan would get up close with the other girl, staring her down, waiting for some indication as to what her weakness might be. It was a tense few seconds, and, when Sayuki did lunge forward and grab onto her wrist, Lanâ€s fighting instincts would kick in. Though the other girl would manage to put her in a wrist lock and twist her hand painfully, the Chinese fighter was quick to strike back, bringing her free hand around to try to land a powerful uppercut to Sayukiâ€s chin and force her to let go. While punches like that may not typify submission wresting, Lan felt it was only fair; when she had the opportunity, she would use a real wrestling move, but when she had to, she had no qualms about roughing the other girl up a little.

Sayuki was not expecting such a brutal uppercut as a counter as Sayuki immediately let go of the wrist as she stumbled back with her hands on her chin. Shock was on Sayuki's face as she looked at her hand to see if she was bleeding. Luckily for her there wasn't any blood yet, just spit as her face steeled itself as she would try to counter attack by swinging her leg for a sharp leg kick, aiming for Lan's knee hoping to repay the favor of striking as if her opponent was using them, she wasn't going to limit herself by following the 'submission' rules. Sayuki also shared the same non-existence qualms about roughing her opponent up.

Lan rubbed the knuckles of her punching hand gently, in a manner akin to a gunslinger blowing the smoke from the barrel of his revolver. She knew she had gotten a good shot in, and had instantly managed to turn what was a painful situation for her into one where she felt cool and confident and had just sent her opponent reeling backwards. Things looked good for her right now. Her opponent seemed to be taken by surprise by that blow. Well, she was probably expecting a straight submission match.

The girl, even if she was a bit surprised by Lanâ€s punch, recovered quickly, and promptly adapted to the change in direction, swinging her leg forward and landing a blow to Lanâ€s knee which caused the Chinese girlâ€s leg to buckle for an instant, before she managed to compose herself and straighten back up to her full height. She would take a limping step back, shifting her weight from one foot to the other to make sure her knee was okay. It hurt, for a few seconds, but after putting some weight on it, Lan felt the pain beginning to go away, and she was confident that the limb would be fine. Now, there was the matter of paying her opponent back for that attack.

Lan would pause for a moment, putting her hands up again, before lunging forward and trying to stun her opponent with a karate-style chop to her neck.

Sayuki smirked as her leg smacked against Lan as she saw her opponent stagger back before recovering from the blow. Now that Sayuki was ready for the striking game she got into her wrestling stance as she stood ready, seeing the karate chop coming at her neck as she would bring her arms up to block the blow with her forearms as she would try once again to swing her leg into Lan's leg to weaken it further as she would then drop low to try and seize the targeted leg with both arms and try to bring Lan to the ground if she caught her.

As they fought, Lan was quickly evaluating her opponent—using her college-educated, award-winning brain to try to pick apart the girlâ€s style, and evaluate her abilities. She was certainly a good fighter, and was not afraid to match Lanâ€s style as they drifted away from the supposed submission style of this match into what was more of a battle of punches, kicks, and other such strikes. She had good reflexes, too, judging by the way she had blocked that karate chop—though perhaps Lan had telegraphed her intentions as she had approached. Additionally, the girl seemed to enjoy kicking. That was for sure.

The most important piece of information that Lan gleaned from the other girl was that she seemed to focus on weakening a single part of the body, trying to immobilize it and render it useless. It was a good strategy—a girl could fight with her entire body bruised all over, but if just one leg was unusable, she would have a difficult time keeping up.

Lan recognized that she was at risk of falling into just such a predicament if she were to let Sayuki continue her assault in this manner. She took the second kick with little more than a wince—she had suffered far worse blows to her legs during her childhood—and then, when her opponent dropped down and tried to capture her legs, Lan would fight back, bending her knees and getting her arms down at her sides before Sayuki could secure the hold. With her arms inside the other girlâ€s, Lan would grab at her foeâ€s wrists and try to drag her forcibly to her feet.