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09:46 ᕦYukina_Wrestlerᕤ: I have created the private room #Boxing_brutal_match.

09:46 ᕦYukina_Wrestlerᕤ: I have invited @Ninon_Partie to join #Boxing_brutal_match.

10:07 ᕦYukina_Wrestlerᕤ: 23:00.A large stadium. TODAY! THIS EVENING! YOU AND ME, DEAR VIEWERS! LET'S SEE AN UNFORGETTABLE BOXING MATCH! A FIGHT BETWEEN A PROFESSIONAL BOXER AND A PROFESSIONAL WRESTLER!!! Yes! Yes! YOU HEARD RIGHT! A WRESTLER IN BOXING! THE INIMITABLE ONE COMES OUT ON THE RIGHT SIDE! BRAVE! IT'S GIGANTIC! Yukina! I come out from my side wearing my mud wrestling outfit because it is most suitable for a topless boxing match. When I go to the ring, I only look at him, only one thought flies through my head: "I challenged, I need to win!" it was brave of me, too brave, sometimes I had a feeling of insecurity, because he was a more experienced fighter than me. But I'm going into the ring, you can't back down. I make my way between the top and middle rope, casually showing my butt to my audience. I go to my corner, put on my gloves, and wait for my opponent.

10:07 ᕦYukina_Wrestlerᕤ:

10:16 Ninon_Partie: It was strange, being challenged by a wrestler. I had no idea what to expect, but I got ready anyway and prepared like it was as regular a match as any other. One I couldn’t lose. I had heard my opponent was bigger than I was, a lot bigger, but my sister Lilian is the size of a child and even she’s taken down fully grown men before. Losing because she was bigger than me would’ve just been some pathetic excuse to my family, so I couldn’t afford to lose no matter what. As the announcer babbles on, I pull my light blue linen robe over my head before walking out into the view of the stadium. They cheer loudly, a noise I’d gotten far too used to at this point in my career. I casually saunter over to the ropes and duck under, throwing my robe off to reveal my athletic figure and supple breasts to the crowd. I coldly glare at you, looking you up and down as I rest my back against the corner post. In this match, my technique would have to play a very important role if I wanted to win

10:16 Ninon_Partie:

10:30 ᕦYukina_Wrestlerᕤ: My long-awaited opponent is coming out, I can't see her face because she's wearing a robe with a very large hood, I know she's smaller than me, she loses to me in height and weight, and I hoped these two advantages would help me well in the Battle. She climbs into the ring and takes off her robe, after which I finally see her body. "Wow, she looks good, especially her well-trained muscles and chest" And now two fighters are standing in the same ring, the judge calls us to the middle of the ring for a battle of looks. I boldly take a step forward, and continue to walk at the same pace to the middle. We get there together at the same time, and now I can see your body more accurately. I'm looking up and down, my eyes piercing your cold gaze, and despite my slightly older age, my gaze was not so cold, and there were still some emotions on it.

10:31 ᕦYukina_Wrestlerᕤ:

11:08 Ninon_Partie: Meanwhile my gaze was as cold as ice. No emotion, not even a care in the world being able to be seen within my irises. My only focus is ending this, ending you, as quickly and as efficiently as possible. I wasn’t intimidated by your larger size or even your looks, in fact I invited the challenge. I’ve come here to this place to test my skills, and I would accept anyone brave, or stupid enough, to challenge me. The ref comes between us and explains the rules. Topless, no hits below the belt, 12 three minute rounds, unless the fight ends earlier than that due to KO. I’ve heard these countless times, but seeing as you’re a wrestler, it’s best you pay attention. However, I am wondering if you choose to follow the topless role or not

11:18 ᕦYukina_Wrestlerᕤ: The referee read out the rules of the fight, and I agreed to everything except... Topless, I didn't want to take my top off, because it's part of my uniform! That means a part of me! They will take off their top only after they receive my blow! Without looking away, I answer him, "No, I won't take it off, let it better come off me during the fight." The referee nods in understanding, after which he puts his hand between us, makes a swing and... FIGHT! The battle has begun! I take a step back and get into a defensive stance, I do not know what to expect from you, so I decide to study you. The gloves cover the lower part of my face, the elbows cover my chest a little, the body is slightly tilted, the legs are wide apart, the knees are bent for better stability. My eyes are fixed on your body. I was ready to take any blow from you!

11:42 Ninon_Partie: How interesting. You're defiant against the topless rule, but no matter. It doesn't do much anyway besides freeing my chest up more for movement. I ready myself and the fight begins, making my swiftly raise my guard and inch ever so closer to you step by step. I hold my right arm up near my chin and my left one down low near my center stomach area, planting my right foot forward as we circle. My breasts jiggle with each step I take and beads of sweat begin to appear on my forehead, but I was as focused as I could be in this moment. It seems you're intent on letting me make the first move, perhaps giving you an opportunity to study me, but that would be a terrible mistake. I move in close swiftly, firing a multitude of right jabs towards your chest area. Your head is admittedly a little too high for me to reach with simply just probing jabs, so my main targets would have to be your chest and stomach. My right fist flies forward over and over, digging into whatever defense you attempt to put up. Now I'm forcing your hand

11:59 ᕦYukina_Wrestlerᕤ: The defense is exposed and ready to defend. Your stance is very versatile, you can attack and defend effectively. With every move you make, your exposed chest sways as if you want me to punch... BOOM* The first blow! You're hitting me blow by blow!Some of them fly in defense, some of them hit my elbows, and then hit my chest, which was unpleasant, but quite bearable. But my stomach was already being hit with full force! Your gloves made my abs rattle, knocking the air out of me a little bit. I wanted to attack you, but I didn't know how because you were too short for me. "Damn it! she's too small for me," unexpectedly, but your size has given you an advantage. After each stroke, I calculate the intervals between strokes and the driving moment... I'm closing in sharply! I'm clinching you! I put my left hand on your shoulder and lock you in a grip, and with my right hand I start beating your ribs! Over and over, blow after blow!

12:16 Ninon_Partie: My jabs fly fast and strong, cutting the air and smashing up against your guard, body and chest. You do well to defend some of them, but the others still make their mark as I continue pummeling you. However, you're very big. I know I'm going to need more than just jabs to take you down.

12:16 Ninon_Partie:

12:19 Ninon_Partie: However, finally it seems like you're intent on making a move. You charge at me and I try to back away, but you've got a much larger reach than I can move to escape and your left locks me in place. I try pulling away, but suddenly a searing pain spreads through my left side as your right jabs my ribs over and over. I let out short, pained cries, moving my left arm to try and block the assault as much as I could, but this was good. With you this close, I could reach your jaw now and power my right, suddenly springing it up to uppercut your jaw now that you're within my reach! It sails between our chests and I wonder if you'll be able to realize it and defend yourself in time

12:35 ᕦYukina_Wrestlerᕤ: The enemy has been successfully captured! My glove is breaking your body! And I know it's hurting you, because I can hear your short but agonizing screams. I could do this all Day until I make one huge hole in You, but my monotonous series of punches is interrupted by your uppercut. My head is going up! The eyes are fixed on the spotlights! "AHEM!" It was a strong and unexpected blow! It shakes my skull, making my brain tremble with your power. Despite this, I'm still conscious of "I need to respond to her with dignity!" My left glove squeezes your left shoulder, I turn you around a little, at the same time I turn my body in the opposite direction. WHOOSH* I put a quick hook right in your face, my left arm relaxes so that if anything doesn't break your neck, and you can safely fly away from my blow.

12:46 Ninon_Partie: My cyan leather soars upward and smashes into your jaw with a smacking sound that echoes through the ring, causing you stare up at the spotlights.

12:46 Ninon_Partie:

12:50 Ninon_Partie: However, unfortunately for me, you're just too big to be too much affected by any blow I could muster at the moment. I feel your glove squeeze my shoulder, anticipating something heavy is coming. You're new, so it seems you're quite unable to hide a heavy, damaging blow, and I can predict what you have in store for me. It's a fast right hook aimed directly for my jaw, judging it by the way you're twisting your body. Your left arm seems to relax, and so I swat it away just in time to duck under the blow as it sails past my blonde hair. The gust of wind from the absolute power it carried flies over me, not bad. But it's another show of your inexperience. Since I'm low, I decide to hammer in a couple of left straights into that stomach of yours, seeing if you're quick enough to bring back your guard in time

13:05 ᕦYukina_Wrestlerᕤ: WHOOSH* Does the glove cover the distance in an instant and hit exactly nowhere? You managed to dodge my hook, which causes my punch to miss. "Damn! Gh...Gh!" A piercing pain shoots through my stomach, making my muscle cubes rattle again. After your punches, I stumble back, take up a defensive stance again, I'm breathing heavily because I missed a strong uppercut and a couple of punches to the stomach. "Aah... aah... ah...It is necessary to deprive her of speed, but how to do it?" The only thing that bothered me was my head, it continued to hurt, at the same time, the pain was still relatively normal. Maybe I wasn't a boxer, but I've been in a lot of wrestling and sumo matches, which has certainly increased my stamina. After a short amount of time, I started walking towards you. As soon as I closed the distance, I delivered a fake direct punch to your face. And then... I tried to step on your foot quickly so that you couldn't get away from me, I sharply dive down, and also sharply soar up! My glove is hurtling towards your jaw!

13:24 ᕦYukina_Wrestlerᕤ: WHOOSH* Does the glove cover the distance in an instant and hit exactly nowhere? You managed to dodge my hook, which causes my punch to miss. "Damn! Gh...Gh!" A piercing pain shoots through my stomach, making my muscle cubes rattle again. After your punches, I stumble back, take up a defensive stance again, I'm breathing heavily because I missed a strong uppercut and a couple of punches to the stomach. "Aah... aah... ah...It is necessary to deprive her of speed, but how to do it?" The only thing that bothered me was my head, it continued to hurt, at the same time, the pain was still relatively normal. Maybe I wasn't a boxer, but I've been in a lot of wrestling and sumo matches, which has certainly increased my stamina. After a short amount of time, I started walking towards you. As soon as I closed the distance, I delivered a fake direct punch to your face. And then... I sharply dive down, and also sharply soar up! My glove is hurtling towards your jaw!

13:31 Ninon_Partie: I could sense you were hurting, I was too fast for your big, heavy punches to hit, but i knew that if I got sloppy and allowed one to connect, I'd be in serious trouble. Still though, I back off after landing my pair of blows, recovering my stamina as we return to circling. My ice cold gaze is still peering into your tired eyes, looking for any weakness of sort, until i see that you're coming closer. You approach and get within punching range, and I watch as you seemingly throw out a punch towards my face. It's sloppy, easy to block, and I move my guard up to defend it. Yet, just as I'm getting my counter prepared, you pull your fist away and instead launch an uppercut. My eyes widen as I suddenly realize too late that its a feint. "Buguuuu-"

13:33 Ninon_Partie: my breasts bounce wildly as I'm flung backwards, saliva flying through the air until I finally manage to regain my footing. It was a devastating blow that shook my braincase, a punch that truly carried your weight behind it. I'd been so naïve to underestimate you and think that you couldn't throw a feint, but no more. I balance myself and wipe the drool from my lips, bringing my guard back up and facing you. My jaw still stung, but I'm a sister of the partie family. I can take much more than that

13:43 ᕦYukina_Wrestlerᕤ: 100/100%! I'm hitting the exact target! Making your teeth feel a good snuggle on your mouthpiece! After the uppercut, the headache seemed to have gone away, and now I felt much better, probably because of the feeling of joy that came to me after the successful attack. I wish you would fall after that, but I don't think I should expect that. I wasn't going to feel sorry for you or give you any favors, because I ended up in your territory, in the territory of boxing! where you are a predator, but I am also a predator, and I can show this forest who I am. Without wasting a second, I take off and run straight at you. I land a fake left hook on your right chest, followed by a real right jab aimed at that same chest.

13:58 Ninon_Partie: I wasn't going to make the mistake of underestimating you again. You're charging forward, possibly looking to capitalize over your earlier uppercut, but I've already recovered. I glare at you coldly as you charge towards me, noticing you're attempting a blow to my chest. It doesn't seem to have the same drive that a regular blow would, and I know you're trying to use that same trick of yours again to fool me into blocking it. Another feint, but what about the real blow? Sure enough, your left backs off before it touches me while your right looks to smash into my chest. Predictable. I move my left fist in to block off the blow, the sound of leather smacking on leather echoing through the ring while I prepare a counter punch. I clench my right fist and whip it around upwards to your jaw, looking to send that hook crashing into your face and daze you for a short bit so that I could continue my combo of blows

14:19 ᕦYukina_Wrestlerᕤ: Your experience is making itself felt again! you adapt to the tricks quickly, even though my uppercut hit your pumpkin earlier. You don't react to a false lunge, but you block the real one with your punch, the sound of slapping skin reaches my ears, letting me know that my blitzkrieg was unsuccessful. I was going to cover my stomach with gloves, expecting that you would beat this particular place, because it is already beaten and closer in addition. But unexpectedly for me, you hit me with your fist! "HMMM!" In the face... closing my mouth, small drops of tears appear at the corners of my eyes. My head tilts back a little, but despite this serious injection, I endure it! I didn't even budge to keep up the slack. I start my series of punches, mostly aimed at your boobs. My punches are simple, but I try to hit with all my might, not sparing my strength.

14:20 ᕦYukina_Wrestlerᕤ:

14:29 Ninon_Partie: My fist swings around wide, and for some reason you don't seem to expect it. Your lack of experience is showing yet again, which makes this all the more easier to land blows on you

14:29 Ninon_Partie:

14:34 Ninon_Partie: I feel my glove satisfyingly connect with your jawline, rattling you further and causing a few droplets of tears to form. I expected a more severe reaction as well, but it seems you're truly difficult for me to damage. I'm not like my sister Eloise who contains all the power in the world to brutally defeat her opponents with just one blow, I have to be careful, precise about which target I choose to pick. My accuracy has to be near surgical in order for my blows to inflict maximum damage, but with your larger size, it was proving more difficult than usual. Nevertheless, I have to prepare and return on the defensive to save myself from your incoming blows. You're attempting to brute force your way into my breasts, which jiggle as I bring my guard back. I try to protect myself, but ultimately I'm being driven back by your assault wether I like it or not. Your power is overwhelming to say the least, and I need to find some way to save myself from this onslaught.

14:34 Ninon_Partie:

14:36 Ninon_Partie: Attempting to counter, I time some of your blows and wait for the perfect one to come smashing in, ducking down to the left and looking to ram a left overhand from under you over and up into your cheek, dancing around your arm.

14:50 ᕦYukina_Wrestlerᕤ: My machine-gun barrage of blows interrupts your attack before you start. Is this a good thing? Maybe, but you manage to hide on the defensive, protecting yourself from me. My attempts to carry out a successful series of punches didn't work out, every time you successfully took action, I just didn't know how to unsettle you. You're like a skilled player who uses his skills skillfully, which is generally true. Over time, I manage to push you back, and over time, I could overwhelm you completely, and it all feels like the beginning of our round... You're diving under my arm! And now your fist is flying into my cheek! "NO!" I shout furiously! I turn my head to the side, and a sturdy boxing glove grazes and slides across my cheek. I pull my left hand back and put an uppercut in your stomach, followed by another one.

15:12 Ninon_Partie: I believed my skills were enough to save me, enough to subdue a titan like you, but maybe there are some forces in nature that can't be quelled. Instead of the feeling of my glove smashing in your cheek, I see that it merely slices the skin on your face. And then, I'm met with a devastating blow into my gut, the sheer weight of it pulverizing my ab muscle

15:12 Ninon_Partie:

15:18 Ninon_Partie: “Bleegh-“ I cough out, my mouthpiece popping out from my teeth as I struggle to keep my composure. Your second one lands as well, only causing me an even bigger struggle. I stumble backwards, having been pushed against the ropes from the blows. I gasp for air, trying to recover as quickly as I could, but I knew a bull like you wouldn’t allow me to so easily. I raise my guard up and despite my gut having been ravaged, I’m still standing. I’m not able to get very effective blows in on your face, and so perhaps body blows would have to suffice.

15:39 ᕦYukina_Wrestlerᕤ: My glove marks you twice, every uppercut to the stomach just makes your organs squeeze out all the air they have. And it looks like it... I was able to find a way to punch a hole in your body. You're moving away from me, which makes me realize one simple thing, you're weak, and strong enough. As I said before, I'm not going to spare you, I'm going to rip you apart in your own ring in front of everyone. I'm hitting your cheek with my left jab to pin you down, drop you, or at least pin you to the ropes. You try to resist by hitting my body, but your speed has noticeably decreased, and for some blows, I manage to substitute blocks. I hope you have critically little strength left, and my jab has clouded your mind. I started swinging my left arm, turned my body around, and hit your boobs with all my might! Your small but damn firm breasts slam into the one next to you, causing her to fly off to the side. Next, I hold my hand, and I'm going to deliver exactly the same blow. I want to smash these boobs evenly

15:44 Ninon_Partie: No, I'm a sister of the partie family. I belong to one of the best martial artist families in the whole world, I can't lose here. I still need to reach the level of my sisters. As much as I'm hurting, I need to make you fear me. I'm a boxing force to be reckoned with, not a punching bag for you to get cocky with. I defend myself against your first few left jabs.They keep me pinned, but I'm still able to fight. It's hard to get through them and attempt a counterattack, but I see your next move now, you're going to my chest again, they seem to be a favourite target of yours. I decide to lower my guard intentionally, letting your left punch slam into my breast. I let out a small, soft moan of both pain and pleasure, but I knew your next punch would be to my other breast. Since you've already extended both your arms, I move in for my counter. I use my left arm to block your right from impacting, and lunge forward for a counter right my right, looking to dig my fist deeply into your open solar plexus

15:55 ᕦYukina_Wrestlerᕤ: And now the Hour has come for the execution of Ninon Partie, from a glorious family of fighters. All my clothes are soaked in sweat, and my body is covered in salty sweat. it was a good intense round, but in the end, only 1 fighter always comes out victorious. My body was turned, and my left hand was clenched tightly into a fist. She flew! Like a high-speed train, she flies into your tit and punches it! despite all her elasticity, even she is flattened by the impact, causing the other to fly away, which in turn splashes with drops of sweat. My ears catch a familiar soft moan, and I know this sound well, filled with pain and excitement. And once the first blow has passed, the second one will pass...

16:06 ᕦYukina_Wrestlerᕤ: "AAAAAGGGGHHH!!!" A loud scream comes from my mouth, sweat and saliva fly out from my side My eyes widen and my pupils constrict, time seems to stop for me. Your glove is like a mace falling from a tower! He falls on top of me and lands right in my solar plexus. my short scream is replaced by an attempt to inhale air, I stumble back, trying to swallow at least a drop of air. "it was like I was caught in a pair of scissors," I remember one of my wrestling matches. DING* DING* DING* The gong rings, letting the audience and the fighters know that the first round has been completed. Did it save me? Maybe. I bend over, put my hands on my knees, in an attempt to catch my breath, after which I clear my throat and take the cherished breaths. Without getting up, I glance at you, and I see you and your cold, but already beaten look. I straighten up and go to my corner, where my friend and a stool are waiting for me.

16:23 Ninon_Partie: My counter punch manages to connect with deadly accuracy, smashing it's way into your solar plexus and causing you a great deal of pain. I enjoy the little sounds you make as you're having to endure the blow, yet before I'm able to follow up on it the bell rings. I drop my arms to my side and take a few breaths myself, using my glove to wipe the accumulating sweat off my forehead before trudging back to my corner. It's been an intense first round full of action, and even though I believed I held the advatange, it felt good to get some rest. My corner woman, Sophie, brings out a stool for me to sit on as I plop down and wipe my forehead further with a cloth towel. I wipe off my face and breasts, cleaning the sweat from my body and preparing a strategy for the next round. My most recent punch should've taught you not to get too cocky against me, but that wasn't enough. I needed you to fear my skill, I needed you to recognize that even though I was smaller, I was much more deadly of a fighter than you were. That would be my key to victory

16:23 Ninon_Partie:

12:46 ᕦYukina_Wrestlerᕤ: I sit on the stool, I spread my legs wide and put my hands on the ropes. My b... corner Takuya is helping me regain my strength. Sweat is flowing from all over my body, it even runs down into my Eyes, I ask you to pour water on my face, and after a couple of seconds I get the desired coolness. The water cools and washes the sweat off my face, and soon I feel my partner's hands, wet from the water, rubbing my body, which of course makes me The water cools and washes the sweat off my face, and soon I feel my partner's hands wet from the water, rubbing my body, which of course makes me feel good. He starts to wipe my body with a towel, and at that moment I start thinking. "She predicts my heavy blows, Her speed combined with her size will allow her to dodge effectively. I need to somehow neutralize her speed by clinching, and I'll have to constantly come up with something New, she's too good tactically." I've been feeling better since then, and it's like there wasn't any pain, at least that's what I thought. Takuya is already kneading my shoulders, there are 15 seconds left before the start, I get up from the stool and turn to him, quickly kissing him, looking at him with a calm and loving look. I go to the middle of the ring. there are a couple of 5 seconds left before the start.

13:10 Ninon_Partie: I stand up from my stool as my cornerwoman removes it from under me. I still had a few tactics I hadn't yet utilized, inluding one of my family's secrets on how to utilize your center of gravity and force it all into one blow. It would have to wait, but I would absolutely look to find a way to using it on you in this match. I couldn't allow any more slip ups or mishaps. You're a large girl, but slow and predictable. As long as I continue to land my punches and evade yours, I will win. DING! The bell rings and I spring forward almost immediatley, eyes glued to yours as I stay low and make my way towards you. As before, I start off my assault with a flurry of left jabs, flying my fist forward mainly towards your gut and lower chest area, pressuring you and forcing your hand

13:24 ᕦYukina_Wrestlerᕤ: ROUND 2!!! A gong rings, signaling the start of the battle. I raise my arms in front of me, already in a more open position. Round 2 starts as in the past, you attack first, and I defend. I block your first attacks with my gloves and elbows, this time I try to cover my stomach with my glove, but even so, a couple of your punches still hit me. I'm getting closer to you to increase the chances of hitting you. I combine a hook with an uppercut — I put a left hook to your head, followed by a quick uppercut from below, trying to match your speed.

15:47 Ninon_Partie: You're braving the storm, shuffling towards me even through my flurry of punches. Some manage to sink in, yet still you approach. If I dare back up I'll be cut off from an escape, so I must brace and ready myself for whatever attack you prepare. You seem to be readying both fists in your assault, possibly another 1-2 combo. Due to your power, it's increasingly difficult to evade both blows rather than let 1 land to open you up for a counter, and that's what I choose to do. As your left flies fast through the air between us, I'm forced to let it collide with the side of my head. "bleguhhh-" I grunt out, spittle flinging from my lips, but this is okay, despite the immense pain, I'm simultaneously twisting my head with the blow and relieving some force, even if it's just a little. Your second punch, an uppercut, flies quickly towards me but I'm ready. I shift my body weight and dodge to the right, counter attacking your open left side with a harsh right hook down to your ribs

15:47 Ninon_Partie:

16:05 ᕦYukina_Wrestlerᕤ: The hook hits your pumpkin exactly, which I didn't expect, because I was hoping that you would dive under it and land exactly under my uppercut. However, this is also a good thing, any successful attack is a success. The second attack almost hits you, but! It seems that only a part of the force has hurt you. At the same moment, I feel a strong stab in my ribs. "Agrh!" I grunt through my teeth, such an unexpected and powerful blow takes me by surprise. "Stronger than last time," I think, "or are these the consequences of the last fight?" Having the opportunity to strike at your open part, I cross with my left hand! aiming for your solar plexus. I was hoping to incapacitate you in this way, and then finish you off with a right uppercut to the stomach, which worked so well with you last time.

16:16 Ninon_Partie: However, contrary to what you believe, I’m not open. Your left fist is still only beginning to retract from its previous punch, while my arm is doing the same. It’s a race between who is quicker, but unfortunately for you, it’s not even close. I’m far faster, managing to recover my guard and slip past your punches with relative ease. You’ve extended yourself too much yet again, tossing readable punches for the sake of desperately attempting to get hits in. Unlike you, I learn from my errors. Your blows soar past me and hit nothing but air as I approach you and get close, real close, close enough that I’m now able to reach your face. This is where I can deploy it, my family technique. I channel the weight of my corner, slightly leaning forward before suddenly rotating my body fully as I extend my left arm outwards to meet your nose. It’s a power spear attack, channeling all my body weight into such a blow. The Partie family secret technique, and here it is being used on you. It’s something you should feel honoured to occur.

16:30 ᕦYukina_Wrestlerᕤ: Why did I try to keep up with her? Were you hoping she wouldn't be able to dodge if I got any closer to her? It looks like the blows to the head have done their job. My attacks, no matter how fast they are, fly by you without even hitting or scratching you, just a disgusting start to the second round. I need to catch this little wasp in the clinch, or I'll keep getting jabbed until I get knocked out... BOOM!!! Time freezes, my face is completely covered by your glove, and after one moment, my head falls back, The eyes are fixed on the sky again~ My huge body leans back a little and falls flat on the floor of the ring...You can see how my nose is bleeding, I think you broke it. A blow weighing almost 80 kg right in the head, was able to knock even me down... There is a countdown... 10... 9...8... My eyes are open, my chest is rising and falling, and soon I'm trying to stand up.

16:30 ᕦYukina_Wrestlerᕤ:

16:33 Ninon_Partie: You’re bigger, you’re stronger, you’re tougher, but you must remember that you’re facing a sister of the Partie family. We dominate in combat sports, no matter which one it may be

16:33 Ninon_Partie:

16:37 Ninon_Partie: My left satisfyingly connects, a loud crunch even being heard through the ring as it appears your nose has been crushed by my blow. Sweat, spittle and even some more blood fly through the air, off your face as you collapse down to the canvas. I bring my arms down and simply stare at your sprawled out body, letting the ref come between us and begin counting you out. “7…6…5…” he yells. It seems you’re still conscious, conscious enough to begin rolling around on the mat at least. No matter, should you stand up, I’d merely deliver more blows to you until you no longer could stand. It was a simple solution, and for your sake, it would be better if you simply took the knockout.

16:54 ᕦYukina_Wrestlerᕤ: 5... at the 5th digit, I get down on all fours, look down... Her hair hangs down, My head is aching from the pain... I see drops of blood dripping from my nose. I feel like giving up before I get trashed... No, my pride and the spirit of a fighter does not allow me to do this, I will fall into a knockout, but I will not give up. I wipe the blood off with my right glove. Leaning on my knees, I get to my feet, my arms are at my sides, but as soon as I turn around, I immediately raise my arms defensively, letting everyone know that the round is on. I look at you menacingly, a trickle of blood is quietly trickling down, gloves are protecting my head. "I need to attack," I approach you, carefully looking at you... "GO AHEAD!" I put a right jab into your head, hoping that you will dodge or block, then I take a big step, practically press myself against you, my right arm wraps around your back, after which I begin to drive my fist into your stomach, trying to punch you with numerous uppercuts

16:54 ᕦYukina_Wrestlerᕤ:

17:10 Ninon_Partie: You struggle for a little bit, but I watch as you eventually manage to stand back upright and face me, a new glimmer of hope in your eyes. I sigh and bring my guard up, reading myself for your attacks. I suppose keeping a giant like you down is another task in of itself, but I know you’re weakened even if you want to pretend that you’re not. Your nose is leaking blood, and your movements seem more staggered and sloppy. You were using more energy than you actually had, simply relying on the adrenaline boost you received from standing back up. It’s no matter, I must simply continue the fight. You’re on the offensive now, and your right jab flies forward towards me. It’s got no direction, no power behind it, just a soft jab meant to probe at me. Or was it too distract me from something else? Suddenly you’re approaching real close, and your arms extend outward. This is dangerous, it’s your tactic of holding me in place with brute strength and smashing my stomach in. You’ve done it before, I can’t let it happen again. As you’re getting close, I bring my left up and swing it around, trying to smash it into your jaw to throw you off me before you can fully embrace me and trap me in your hold. It’s a desperate move, but it was my last hope

17:25 ᕦYukina_Wrestlerᕤ: Ninon, like her whole family, are arrogant, but they can afford it, given their strength And training, and they can't lose to some upstart, but who are they to devalue my training and strength? I'll show these snobs what they can lose to anyone too! Even though I'm a wrestler! I'm going to take any punches! And boldly hit with all your might! At the moment of capture, I raise my shoulders and press my jaw to the bottom so that the blow would not be so catastrophic. My right glove hugs your left shoulder, squeezing it tightly. So far, it's the only way to control you in the ring. My fist pierces your stomach over and over again, causing your plate armor, your abs, to shatter with each blow. As soon as he collapses to the floor with my power, I will get to your organs, and believe me! I'll give them a fucking whirlpool. I'm going to make you throw up your whole dinner. I hope you didn't drink the water before the start, it will be very disappointing to see the champion in his own puddle.

10:38 Ninon_Partie: My eyes widen as you approach, and it seems, for some reason, my left cross has been ineffective. Suddenly, your big gloved hand latches onto my arm and holds me close, close enough for your uppercuts to land with devastating, brutal damage. "bleghhh- ungghh-" I cry out, saliva and a hint of gastric juices spitting out from my lips as my eyes begin to fill with tears. The damage is too much to handle, and I collapse down to the canvas in a heap, clutching my battered gut. My breath is heavy and labored, my audible gasping a sound of embarassing weakness. How could I have been so foolish to be caught by that technique yet again? Impossible... I, Ninon Partie, couldn't lose to a wrestler. The ref has rushed over to begin the 10 count, reaching 6 before I eventually manage to get on one knee, and then bring myself back to a standing position. Some sweat on my forehead makes my hair stick to the top of my face, and I look more ragged than before, but I cannot allow myself to lose this match out of respect for my family name.

10:38 Ninon_Partie:

11:01 ᕦYukina_Wrestlerᕤ: boom! boom! boom! These are the sounds that spread through the ring when my fist was like a rocket, bombing your abs. The apercots pressed into your stomach over and over again, and soon my fist penetrated your muscular defenses, reaching your organs. I felt your fluids splashing on my body, and then I felt your body go limp, after which I let you go. You collapsed on the floor holding your stomach, spitting out your saliva and gastric juices. "Oh yeah." I put my hands down and my mouth opens wide, breathing deeply. While you're down, I'm taking some time off, I was hoping you wouldn't get up again, but how many times have I hoped? I see you standing up and raising your hands, letting me know that you're ready to continue. I raise my arms in a defensive position, my head still hurts, and most likely it will hurt until the end of the match. As we circle around the ring, I know that we are both very weak and we can both finish each other off at any moment...I'll attack first! I close the distance and throw two jabs with both hands straight to the head! This is followed by a swift uppercut to the chin!

15:38 Ninon_Partie: However, once again your assumptions are wrong. While it is true we're both weak, that does not mean I'm at any disadvantage. You forget, I'm vastly more experienced than you are at this sport, and when situations come to this, I have my own measures I use to ensure victory. Your jabs fly forward, sloppy due to your exhaustion, but they still connect against my tough defenses. In your exhaustion, your movies are slower and easier to read, and while my gut area is not in any pleasant shape, my head remains intact and functioning, ready to think of viable strategies to defeat you. It seems you're eager to end this quick though, but that's where you fault. You lunch a heavy uppercut aiming to knock me out, trying to land it on my jaw, but this is the perfect moment I've been waiting for. I swiftly step to the left, letting your fist fly past me and hit nothing but air, and immediately lunge in close. Normally going in close again would've been a death sentence seeing as you can trap me in your hold again, but I'm going to make sure you're seeing stars before you can even get the chance. Once I've approached enough, I unleash my own deadly 3 piece combo where your guard is nowhere to be found. A left hook to your jaw, followed by right cross to your temple, then finishing you off with a left haymaker back to your jaw again.

16:02 ᕦYukina_Wrestlerᕤ: Bang! Bang! The first two hits hit and seem to even break through your defense, my next attack rushes up and! By... My eyes widen in shock, another mistake that could cost me my life. I remember my last mistake very well, and what I got for it, maybe next time I won't be able to Clinch you, given your quick adaptation...You're coming closer...I won't have time to put up a defense, but I need to take some advantage even from such a situation... to hell with it, I'm attacking at the same time as you, I'm trying to quickly turn my body in your direction, preparing my left hand for a cross. When you're as close to me as possible, I put my fist in your eye. boom!* boom!* boom!* The combination of three fatal blows hits my head, causing my brain to convulse with terrifying force, and my face is swollen and already covered in bruises... My head is swimming, my body is leaning back a little, my legs are trying to hold me, which makes them move back. I'm trying to feel an invisible wall. Eventually, I reach the ropes, my chest rising and falling..My arms are spread wide, and my head is looking up, trying to come to my senses.

16:02 ᕦYukina_Wrestlerᕤ:

16:23 Ninon_Partie: It’s a foolish attempt to try and attack me while in the midst of my combo, rather than have the chance to defend yourself, you choose to attempt to get another hit in. I step to the side of it swiftly, letting it fly past my head with relative ease. Once again your inexperience shows, and now you’ll pay the price for it

16:24 Ninon_Partie:

16:28 Ninon_Partie: Each of my punches smash into your face with swift, controlled accuracy, applying the intended effect of sending you stumbling back to the ropes in a daze of confusion and bewilderment. You’re in a complete state of disarray against the ropes, and an opportunity to finish the fight right here has presented itself. I lunge forward and bash your stomach in over and over, spearing my light blue glove deep into your unprotected tummy relentlessly. It’s so that eventually, you begin to keel over more and more and rather than me reaching up to slam a punch into your face, your face represents itself to me on a clean silver platter. As I finish up my assault on your broken gut, I twist my hips counterclockwise and launch a devastating uppercut deep towards your jaw, applying the finishing touch to my masterful beatdown

12:18 ᕦYukina_Wrestlerᕤ: My body is lying on the ropes, I can't stand properly, and only these ropes help me not to fall to the floor."I need to get up urgently... i must...AAAGGRHHH! A scream comes from my throat, which is abruptly cut off by a lack of air. You're beating my stomach by driving your gloves in over and over again! My abs weren't ready for such a massive fireball... My body is shaking on the ropes from my impotence, from time to time I scream in pain, and my legs give way and constantly fall and rise, I bend over in pain, my body bends towards you, my chest hangs down, and towards the end of beating my stomach, gastric juice spits out of my mouth... I fully felt my own medicine...After a while, my body went limp and completely hung on the ropes. I thought that was it, and now the referee is counting to 10, but no. Your glove is sticking into my chin! forcing my head and body to straighten up! Even my feet seem to have slightly lifted off the Ground! At that moment, a feeling of anger was boiling in my head, but your uppercut just knocks that feeling out of me! My body falls dead to the floor... The combination of all your blows to my head just bent my mind out of my head! leaving only a large unconscious body. The referee comes up to me, tries to draw attention to himself, but I don't react and continue to lie on the floor...

12:23 Ninon_Partie: My plan works perfectly, each one of my punches slamming into your open stomach. I don't let up my assault, even as your gastric juices begin pouring all over the canvas below me. The ref begins his count, but I haven't finished. I need to make sure an opponent as durable as you is out for sure, and so with a powerful bend of my body, I swiftly deliver a brutal uppercut directly into your jaw and send you flying in the air

12:23 Ninon_Partie:

12:27 Ninon_Partie: I watch as you fall down and collapse loudly on the canvas completely, my breathing heaving while my topless chest rises and falls, my breasts slightly jiggling along the way. Finally, the ref rushes in and begins his count as everyone watches your sprawled out body with baited breath, wondering if the giant girl will stand. I rest my back on the ropes, seeing in your eyes that it seemed you were far too beaten to continue. But still, if you stood back up, the simplest solution would be to put all my might into knocking you back down until you stayed there. "1...2...3...4...5..." the ref begins....

12:34 ᕦYukina_Wrestlerᕤ: The score reaches half... I can hear the referee hitting the floor of the ring, and I'd get up! If only I had the strength... I have nothing left... What a pity...finish on the second round... It is also inferior in size to the opponent...Okay, I'm a wrestler, and my kind of martial arts is not designed for punches, especially to the head. It will be necessary to take revenge! But for now... I don't show any signs of life, continuing to roll on the floor...

12:35 ᕦYukina_Wrestlerᕤ:

12:40 Ninon_Partie: "6...7...8...9...10!" The ref finishes his count, and the winner is now presented clearly. The referee raises my arm in victory, and internally celebrate my triumph. Despite having an immense size disadvantage, I still managed to win, yet my opponent was one that was not familiar with boxing. I shouldn't feel too proud of myself for that reason. I stride over and lean over you. "Good match, I wish you a swift recovery" I flatly say, before redressing myself in my light blue robe and exiting the ring. This was my first match in this new, unfamiliar place, but It's the first victory of many that I hope to gain here. (Fin.)