A Gentleman's contest [TLW]

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White Tiger looked to inflict more damage to the leg, King Kartwright being smart made the luchsdor stumble back hold his neck once again. The whiplash after it was the worst part, it was a miracle he could move at all.  

[Cartwright]

King Kartwright returns to his feet, holding his back as he does so. He looks to bully White Tiger by grabbing him by the head, trapping him in the turnbuckle and pushing The Tiger's head back as much as he can to put him in agonizing pain thanks to the neck!

 

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White Tiger yelled in pain, White Tiger tried to reach for King's hands to pull them off him with little success. The referee warned King Kartwright to make him leave the turnbuckle if he didn't he would begin the count out. But how long will White Tiger resist is defeating Kartwright worth ending in a wheel chair?.  

[Cartwright]

King Kartwright backs away for a second, allowing White Tiger to realize how much danger he is in. The King is a merciless man though, approaching The Tiger again as he aims to lift him up on to the top turnbuckle and punish him with a Super Hurricanrana!

 

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White Tiger Got back first against the mat,the move was enough to leave the crowd in awe. The roar of the crowd, but it seemed white Tiger wasn't moving at all...was this the end? And if so someone get him a body bag!.  

[Cartwright]

Perhaps a Super Hurricanrana was going a bit too far, but White Tiger wanted this match and it's what he is getting! King Kartwright crawls towards his motionless opponents body, looking to cover him for the pin!

 

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The referee slid down on the mat, slapping against it signaling the count out. "One...!!!!" white Tiger's arm twitched slightly hearing the count out."Two!!!!..." The best of the best had shared the ring one last time. This could be considered a super fight. White Tiger out of sheer willpower turned bringing his shoulder up it seemed there was still some fight left in him.  

[Cartwright]

The crowd cheers as White Tiger lifts his shoulder up, surprising The King who thought that he was done for the night! King Kartwright stands up and looks down on his crippled opponent. It's not like White Tiger is moving any time soon, so he begins to cockily climb the turnbuckle, figuring this was the perfect time to destroy White Tiger's neck with his Kartwright Krush Cannonball Leg Drop!

 

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King taken flight ,White Tiger breathing heavily looked to roll out of harms way, with what little strenght he had left. White Tiger knew when he had to stop, but in doing do he would go all the way it was time.
Using those seconds, he looked grab King Kartwright by he hip and hook his leg in an attempt to set up his Prodigy Lock

"My friend I'm tired if this is my last move...and you're still standing after this...know this you are the true King of the mat."
He managed to say in a deep voice tone, anyone could tell he wouldn't be able to move at all. The crowd cheered for both White Tiger and King Kartwright, showing their support back and forth with chants and clapping*  

[Cartwright]

Oh noooo! White Tiger manages to avoid King Kartwright's leg with his roll, causing The King to land on his arse with a thud. As Kartwright sits on the mat absorbing the pain, White Tiger grabs hold of his leg, turning him around to stretch him with a calf crusher, face-down on the mat! The King is in enough pain as it is, then White Tiger begins to stretch both legs to make it even worse using his head and legs, turning him over on to his back! Kartwright looks for the ropes, but they are just out of reach. What can The King do?! Kartwright tries to lean forward to poke White Tiger in the eyes!

 

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White Tiger Yelled in pain as he was starting to loose the grip, a dirty tactic but effective. "No! Not Yet!." This was Tiger's best move even the best would tap out to it there was simply no way ouf it. White Tiger Knew the eye poke made him loosen the grip but he look to correct that. In a Few seconds he tried to figure out where was King's hand and grab it In order for him to tighten the grip and bend King's fingers in the process if he was able.  

[Cartwright]

Look at this White Tiger, thinking that he can find The Kings hand and maintain his submission hold while being blinded by the eye poke! King Kartwright smirks as he watches White Tiger grasping at the air while he uses this chance to pull himself towards the ropes!

 

[Cartwright]

cool  

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White Tiger blinded still closed his eyes looking to pull King closer to him and stretch both legs further like a doll making a full leg split. Tiger knew he wouldn't last longer the ropes were still far unless he managed to drag white Tiger's entire weight before loosing mobility in both legs. Still Tiger didn't has much time either.  

[Cartwright]

There's a Tug Of War going on on the mat as King Kartwright is pulling himself towards the ropes while White Tiger is trying to pull him back away from them! The King switches tactics as he looks to punch his way out of the hold by attacking White Tiger's legs!