Seeking the Strongest: Beth vs Matt (complete)

Beth would take a few deep breaths once Matt had released her, wanting to get to her feet. Yet even as tough as she was, she had to lay there for a moment. Of course, that turned out to be the wrong thing to do. With the crossface hold locked in, she'd start thrashing feeling quite a bit of pain from this hold as welll. She'd reach up with her free hand, reaching for his face. Once she found it, she'd actually move her hand away. Apparently she wasn't going to gouge at his eyes. Instead, she'd suddenly aim a blow for his face, hoping to hit him hard enough to make him let go.

Matt continued to apply pressure, when suddenly her free hand started feeling his face. "Hey, what are you-?" That same hand suddenly clenched into a fist and ployed itself into Matt's face. Matt cried out and let go, rolling away holding his sore nose.

The crossface had been a bad idea. He had to stay away from those fists. Unfortunately he was too late to realize, and now he struggled to recover.

Beth was quick to get to her feet, not wanting to stay on the ground anymore. If she did, he might lock her into an even worse submission hold. One she might not be able to free herself from. She'd watch him, being a bit more wary as she slowly started to approach him.

Matt shook his head wearily as he stood back up. "Oh great...," he muttered. She was on her feet again. Time for another painful fist fight. Hopefully his holds had weakened her enough to slow her down.

"Alright," he said, raising his fists and smirking, gesturing her to bring it on.

Beth would rush him as soon as he was on his feet, once more launching a barrage of punches, hoping to drive him back against a wall. His hopes that she would be slowed down were crushed in an instant, because she only seemed to be more aggressive, and her punches would hurt more thanks to it.

So much for the slowing down theory. Beth was all over him, unleashing a merciless barrage of punches. He blocked and dodged many but many got through and battered his body. Soon he was pushed back against a wall, completely trapped.

Beth was like a relentless machine, completely pounding away at him. She kept punching, aiming to drive him into the wall. And then she dropped down, suddenly punching straight at his crotch, hoping to drop him right then and there. Yet part of her hoped he had another trick up his sleeve. She was enjoying this match too much to want it to really end so soon.

When Matt's back slammed against the wall he knew he was in trouble, especially when she went for the low blow. But like always, there was a trick up his sleeve.

Taking advantage of her size and the fact she dropped down for the low blow, he would jump over her like he was playing a game of leap frog, pushing her head back so she hit the wall face first.

Beth found herself suddenly being pushed forward. And that close to the wall, she didn't have time to stop herself. Her head would hit the wall, sending her stumbling backwards. She was stunned for a moment, but she wouldn't be for long. Matt would need to take advantage of the moment or she'd once more start pummeling him.

Can't believe that worked Matt thought idly as Beth stubled backwards.

He would quickly grasp her around her tiny waist, and with a yell he would lift her off her feet and throw her backwards with a german suplex.