Face/Heel

With Daisuke still stunned from the initial German Suplex, he tried to get his bearings back until he felt his opponent's legs wrap around him to give him a good squeeze, causing him to moan in pain while trying to wriggle his way out.

"Y-yeah...Argh...not bad for a.....a rookie..." he groaned, visibly frustrated and in pain. His hands went down towards her thighs, looking to pry at them while trying to create some space between her legs and his waist to ease up the pressure from the squeezing.

"Mmmghh y-you're.....arghh not that bad...Mngghh...."he moaned,realising something's not right.

"Why thank you, its not everyday your praised by a prince." Layla said to the man as she jept on the scissors. Though Daisuke was slwoly easing things up as he separated her legs Layla was staying on the attack.

Knowing that she could only keep the facade on for so long she eventually let go and rolled away. Looking up at him as she skipped to the corner. "You were nice enough to let me reset so ill do the same."

The prince was confused at first but gradually he was starting to understand more and more. Her scissors were not only impressive but her overall technique was actually that of a mid-level wrestler. It was then that the wrestling prince first thought about it, perhaps she was only looking to sucker him into a match as a rookie and then look for an upset to insult him.

While thinking that and trying to loosen up the scissor, Layla eventually let him go herself and rolled away, skipping to the corner. The prince slowly moved up on his feet, massaging his side as he turned around to face her.

"Urgh...you.....you're no rookie" he glared at her.

"Well like I told you im three and zero, so im no newbie. Id like to think I have some skill and I havent just beat other weak chicks." Layla said trying to keep up the facade but she could tell for the most oart Daisuke was onto her.

Deciding that now was not the time for talking she moved around the ring so thst she could start to plan out her next move, and keep the prince from being able to predict her next move.

"Hmph, well that certainly changes thing. Fine then if you say you're no rookie then...fine. That shouldn't effect this little spar" he grinned back as he shook his head and then his arms to limber up.

The prince started to circle his opponent once more as the two looked to edge near each other, both cautious of each other as they looked for an opening or what the other would do first.

Layla giggled as she heard him trying to save face, and glad that she bought herself a little more time with her act. Though for her part she knew it still would last so she couldn't really play around that much longer. It was time to get serious.

Moving around bouncing on her feet she smirked as she tried to find an opening to press the attack. Closing the gap she would attempt to duck low and go in for a leg to grab and drop her opponent witha single leg takedown.

Daisuke only raised his eyebrow at that giggle. Daisuke then shook his head, looking to concentrate in this spar which was getting rather heated from each passing second. With the two of them circling around each other, it was Layla who drew first blood yet again as she ducked from the grapple and instead went down, grabbing Daisuke's leg and took him down on his back with a simple single leg takedown as he was dumped on the ring mats

*THUD*

"Owww shit!"

"The trainer I work with taught me that one. Says opponents would never see it coming from a girl like me." she said, her smile continuining to shine as she attempted to continue this move. Mving around and trying to lock her legs around Daisuke's legs and wrapping her arms around his ankle.

"They also taught me this little trick." Layla said as she squeezed her legs while twisting his ankle to try and cause as much pain as possible in his leg, looking to take out the wreslters power in the early going.

"Gah.....hmph!" he only grunted as he tried to get back up to a seated position after being dumped on his back. Layla then quickly moved around to lock her legs around his, her strong legs wrapping tightly to keep pressure on his ankle.

She then began to squeeze her legs while twisting his ankle, causing him immense pain in his ankle. He moaned out loud and shook his head, his palms pressed up against the mat as he pushed up on them to spring up to a seated position, from there he would try to hit a couple of forearm strikes to his opponents thigh to try and loosen her grip up.

Mentally laughing her ass off and physcially smirking se continued ti try and wrench on his leg further and further while squeezing with his leg while doing so. Hoping to slowly take the strenght out of his leg and keep him down.

Though Daisuke continued to fight despite this issue. Scrapping and striking her thighs to try and get her to let go she kept the hold on but felt her leg starting to hurt and shifted herself to try and protect her legs more.