Sabrina vs Tsubaki

Christ, this chick could slug hard for a Japanese chick... or Chinese. Fuck, whatever, not like there was a difference. People were people. Fucking was fucking. Eventually, she had hoped to have done something to puncture the flesh that was her opponent with an uppercut, but her opponent thought ahead and went in for another clinch, a tight one mind you.

Her face was pretty much mashed against Tsubaki’s tits, forcing Sabrina face first into them, not that she minded so much, but she couldn’t exactly do much like this. Lucky bitch shoved her off before the ref got to them, unloading a decent cross to her face yet again and sending a slew of spittle from her pursed lips. Wiping her face after collecting herself, she snarled.

Circling Tsubaki just the same, she kept her gloves up and ready to act. She had to get aggressive real fast and real soon.

Tsubaki got a clean hit on her opponent, feeling the resistance of her face as her glove crashed into it.
After that, the two fighters started to circle around each other just out of jabbing range.  The Yakuza girl followed every movement of her smaller opponent with her eyes, ready to strike. She then took a step forward and started to jab at her opponent's face from outside of Sabrina's range. Her plan was to provoke the small fighter with the fiery temper into charging in, so Tsubaki could use her right which she had held in reserve, to get her with a right hook to the head, to stun her and follow up with a left uppercut into her gut.

Fuck, this chick could throw a punch. She might have got some more muscle on her, but that shit wasn’t for show. This Tsubaki girl definitely worked and trained for that body and she weren’t no chump neither. Rubbing at the spot that was struck, she could already feel some numbness there. Huffing, she would soon find herself under the constant provoking jabs aimed at her head. Sabrina’s guard was anything if basic, constantly up and shielding her face from the blows that would have mostly likely kept packing at her face.

Eventually, Tsubaki’s plan would find some merit within those provoking blows. As soon as the seventh, maybe eighth, jab had struck her guard, Sabrina pretty much tossed defense to the wind and rushed in. Snarling, much like a wild mongrel, she attempted to meet Tsubaki head on and smash a left handed uppercut aimed to slip between those melons on Tsubaki’s chest and straight for her chin. Hoping to disorient her and do some damage, she’d wanna try and follow up with a pair of hooks straight for Tsubaki’s face!

That is, if she were successful.

Sabrina walked directly into her trap and Tsubaki nailed her with a right hook that rocked her head to the side and caused the uppercut from the smaller fighter to miss its target by a mile. Tsubaki left no time wasted and buried an uppercut into her opponent's stomach which partially lifted Sabrina off the ground. Not wanting to let her opportunity go, she continued to batter her opponent with a left-right combination of hooks to her ribs. There was not much time left in the round but maybe she could pull off a first round KO if she kept up the pressure now. If she could pull that off, it would leave one hell of a impression on her first match under this company.