A martial artist meets an boxer

Kara had to admit she was happy with the rules that Cicilia had mentioned as while she was not afraid to compete in hentai she would rather not do anything like that outside of an official match or in the privacy of her own home. Still the tone of the boxer made her think that the other woman may have had an run in with some of the more despicable people in AFW , and they forced her into an unofficial hentai fight.

''That sounds good to me Cicilia , but can I ask you something personal. You don't have to reply back , but from the tone of your voice I get the feeling someone either forced you into one of those matches or ambushed you. If either of those things happened then please tell someone as those who did so need to be punished''replied the former martial artist as she would follow the boxer's lead and slipped under the ropes.

After making it back to her feet the Chinese woman would plant her feet firmly on the canvas as she would raise one hand in front of her while the other was behind her back. Most fighters would use their arms to protect herself , but she felt it always made it more difficult to use her legs as she would just reply back ''I am ready when you are , and I would wish you the same''.

Cicilia looked at the woman strangely as she asked her question. Tone? What tone? Cicilia was going out of her way to make sure she DIDN'T have a tone in her voice. Was this woman just imagining things....? No one told Cicilia what matches she joined, not even her manager. He gave suggestions and pointed out potential match-ups but it was Cicilia herself that chose which battles she fought. As for ambushes... No one would dare ambush the juggernaut. Suffice it to say, they wouldn't be walking out of wherever they attacked. She'd took such acts VERY personally.

"I have no idea what you're talking about." The Boxer said honestly, her sanguine eyes awash with confusion. "Where would you get that idea? I do what I want, Kara. Force me? They'd have to have something very important captive to make me want to do anything like that against my will. Relax. I brought it up in the first place because I've seen some people actually do that kind of thing here." The boxer shook her head and held up her arms in her right-handed orthodox stance. readying herself for battle. No gloves this time apparently... She was going bare-knuckle in this fight.

She observed her opponent's unusual stance with skeptism, wondering why she kept such a lacking defense... As far as she could tell, her arms weren't offering her any support at all, leaving her head and torso open for assault... By this logic, Cicilia assumed that her opponent was the dodgy-type, using speed and agility to avoid blows. Furthermore, her arms didn't seem hostile in the least either, one held in front of her and the other behind her back. What... no punches or grabs either...? This woman was really limiting her options, wasn't she...? Then again, Cicilia was the opposite, focusing on her durability and physical defense more than her ability to dodge. Now... Was Kara strong...? She would see soon enough.

The woman returned her wish of luck and like that, their match began. Cicilia advanced as quickly as her slugger-stance would allow, throwing a quick left-jab at the woman's cheek to test her... see if her analysis was correct. She'd quickly follow up with another jab, this time at her jaw before throwing her right around in a hook intended for her ribs... perhaps knock a bit of fight out of her early.

Kara realized she said something wrong when the other woman would look strangely at her in responds to her questions. Well that , and the responds she got as she would blush slightly as she replied ''sorry had heard rumors of some of the wrestlers attacking others. That attack would usually end up sexual , and with the rumors and your statement about not wanting anything weird thought that maybe you would have bin on of those girls who got attacked'''in an honest tone as she was relieved to hear she was wrong.

With that out of the way , Kara would just focus on her opponent as she knew that she should not underestimate anyone who got into the ring. Still the Chinese woman suspected that if she kept herself out of the boxers reach , and made sure not to stay within arms length of her opponent for only a few seconds that she had an good chance of winning this spare as she wondered who would make the first move. That would seem to be Cecilia as she did not have to wait long before the boxer would start to test her reflexes as she would have to dodge a jab aimed to words her cheek by moving to the left.

This however caused her to walk right into another jab aimed at her jaw as she quickly would leap backwards , and because of that action avoid being hit with an right hook which was aimed for her ribs. The punch to her cheek gave an good indication of how strong Cicilia was as she would crouch down , and go for a low kick aimed at the boxer's right leg to see what the other woman's reaction time was.

Kara dodged her first jab only to get struck by the second, seemingly sending her back a good ways based on her strength alone. Well... that was easy. Apparently her rival didn't have much in the way of taking pain, did she? Cicilia moved in to advance, only to be met with a quick kick to her right thigh. Cicilia's leg was met with a stinging impact, but nothing so weak by itself would shatter Cicilia's powerful stance. God she hated kicks... Fight her like a professional and punch her why don't you!?

In anycase, Cicilia's advance would not be halted, the German quickly attempting to close the distance again. This time she threw a straight right at the woman's jaw before swinging her other arm around in a hook meant for her ribs, a typical left-right up-down attack pattern. However, she'd keep the pressure on Kara's stomach, throwing hook after uppercut into her ribs and gut in an effort to crumble her. If she tried to get away, Cicilia would attempt to slip between her and her intended distination, throwing a straight at her cheek each time she made for an escape. Stupid kickers needed to be pressured, kept in nice and close. She couldn't afford to be kept at a distance....

Kara would be little disappointed when her kick did not appear to have done much damage to her opponent as she had hoped it would.Then again she was fighting an boxer so she should have expected the German woman to be able take some punishment , and it was not as if she was intending on actually hurting the other fighter at this time.Still while the kick was to test her opponent's reflexes it only showed her how strong Cicilia was as she would have to act fast to avoid the punch the other woman was trying to hit her with.

However the punch she had avoided was just the start of her opponent's offence as she would walk right into an hook to the rips as she felt victim to a classic left right up down attack pattern.As the next two blows would connect as she got an uppercut to her ribs so quick after the first blow , and the punch to the gut caused her to bend forward as she would bend forward as she unknowingly ducked under the punch to her cheek as she tried to move backwards.

It actually was a test of her reflexes though it simply didn't show that way. Cicilia was slow but powerful all her strikes came jam-packed with assurances that if they hit you, you wouldn't be standing for long. The trade-off was how (frustratingly) slow she really was. That kick Kara threw was simply something she couldn't avoid and couldn't be bothered to stop her advance to block it. Cicilia relied on her resiliency as much as she did her strength and defense.

The woman quickly ducked to the side, dodging her straight but sadly, she didn't see the hook coming and her ribs suffered for it. Her defense seemed slow to react as well, taking both her hook and uppercut without any kind of resistance. She almost felt bad for the retired martial artist with how badly she was being beaten but hey... She wanted a fight... Couldn't very well stop until she was on the ground now could she? Cicilia cocked her fist back and threw it at the woman's jaw, homing to send her to bed-time... only for it to sail over her head as she buckled under the strength of her earlier uppercut.

The German's eyes widened in surprise as she attempted to take a step back and renew some distance... Cicilia hated clinches... HATED them! She couldn't punch well if this woman got her into such a position, she would be vulnerable to some ugly knees...

Kara had bin lucky when after those blows she took to her body that the uppercut that Cicilia was trying to hit her with would pass over her head. While she had unknowingly caused the other fighter to buckle under her own strength as an result. Still even if she had known it was not like the Chinese woman could have taken advantage while she was bend over as she suddenly felt the ropes against her back as she would stand up straight so she could look at the boxer.

Even so the former martial artist had gotten the distance she wanted between herself , and the boxer as she would have a smirk on her face as it was her turn to strike. As the Chinese woman would quickly lash out with an kick to Cicilia's side , and another kick that was send at her opponent's knee's in an attempt to force the boxer to bend forward. If that did happen then Kara would grasp her opponent by the back of her head as she would jump up as she went for a high knee as she hoped to ram her knee into Cicilia's forehead.

Cicilia's attempt to put distance between them only worked in Kara's favor by giving her room for her kicks. What was she thinking again...? Fear of clenches...? Had she forgotten that this woman didn't use her hands in battle!? Well now she was paying for her lack of memory. Cicilia managed to raise her guard in time to block the woman's first kick to her side, the leg smashing Cicilia's arm and causing the boxer to wince in pain. The one though found it's mark, a low kick that struck the boxer's thigh dead on, taking that leg out from under her and forcing her into a kneeling position. Before she even hit the mat though, Kara was on top of her with a third strike, grabbing the back of her opponent's head and SLAMMING her knee HARD into the German's chin.

Cicilia's head jerked back, seeming as if she might fall, before suddenly her head jerked forward HARD, intending on slamming her forehead into Kara's face. If this impacted, Cicilia would quickly, if shakily, rise to her feet, throwing an vicious hook at the woman's jaw to emphasize the pain she was in. If Kara could see the product of her handiwork, she'd see a small trickle of blood escaping over the German's lip,the result of getting HIGH KICKED TO THE CHIN while gravity worked against you.

If her previous two attacks struck, the German would go high again, this time a kick of her own a rising kick aimed right under the woman's chin as payback...

As Kara went for her kick she would be impressed when her opponent had bin able to bring up her arm to protect her side from her attack. Only to wince in pain as her foot came into contact with her opponent's arm as she quickly went for another attack as she was able to land this one with more success as she struck the boxer in the thigh , and as an result taken the leg out from under her.This would force Cicilia into an kneeling position as she would quickly grasp the back of the German woman's head , and slam her knee hard into her forehead.

The force of the blow made it seem as if her opponent was about to fall backwards. However this seem to all be just part of her opponent's strategy as somehow the boxer had bin able to land on her feet , and then quickly jerked forward as she slammed her forehead against Kara's own.This kind of attack caught the Chinese woman by surprise as she stumbled backwards while holding her forehead as she quickly brought her hands to grasp it.This did allow her to see she had caused her opponent to bleed. However she was able to protect herself from the hook to the jaw by the simple fact she brought her arms up so she could hold her head , but the force behind the blow caused her to stumble into the ropes.