Novel & Cerita Wrestling

Metal link chains, padded floor, like those in judo or taekwondo matches, but laid directly on concrete. I picked a partner. A large man. Former wrestler, current gym instructor. At least that’s what it said on his profile. We got into the cage, and I gave him everything I wanted to give Leon. In three minutes, he tapped out. I stayed in the ring as someone else picked me. I didn’t see his profile, but he was built like a bull. Five minutes later, he was tapping out. As I made to leave and the spectators cheered for me, a slight, wiry kid got in. I closed my eyes. I didn’t want him. he was too small. But I had forgotten to set my limit on the number of bouts, and he was already inside.

My name is Peggy, and I'm 23, captain of the girls’ wrestling team, and probably the best pound-for-pound athlete in the whole damn school. Most places don’t even have girls’ wrestling, so I’ve spent years grinding against guys in my weight class. Most of them still can’t handle me. I’m quick, technical, and I don’t quit. My cousin Paul is built different—taller, heavier, a defensive back on the football team. He’s good at what he does, cocky in that effortless way athletes get when things come easy.

Muscle wоrk аnd the physical drаіn on my bоdу. I wаlk out оf thеrе drірріng іn sweat, but so саlm. Thеrе’ѕ something tо be ѕаіd for bоxіng. It may bе a violent ѕроrt, but whеn уоu’rе trying to рrоtесt уоurѕеlf frоm a рunсh to the jaw, іt’ѕ еаѕу to stop thinking and focus on whаt’ѕ іmреrаtіvе.

She must win. He was obviously surprised with her action for he stood motionless for a second. But he was quick enough to recover. With a groan, he wrapped his arms around her and kissed her back. They battled for dominance- their teeth, mouths and tongues fighting for superiority. No one to seemed to back down. But Chase's experience gave him the edge of the battle.

The tension was thick—the kind that sent a thrill down anyone’s spine. Inside the ring, two muscular men threw fists at each other, each brutal hit landing with deadly impact against bare skin. Every strike electrified the audience. Mason sat with his mouth slightly parted in shock. Aren’t they being too brutal at this point? His father had always told him wrestling was staged, but this? This was too real. Wrestling isn’t supposed to have blood. Not a drop. But this— The ring was already bathed in it. No wonder the bouncer at the entrance had asked him so many weird questions, despite Seth handling everything.

Jian, the force of nature, reduced to a pale shadow of herself. My throat tightened, tears stinging my eyes. I didn’t want to cry, not here, not now. But they came anyway, hot and fast. “Jian, you finally woke up. I was so scared!” She smiled, a weak, flickering thing. “Silly girl, have you forgotten? I… I am the best at wrestling, how could anything happen to me?” Wrestling. That’s what she called it. A lifetime of being thrown around, of bruises and broken bones, a consequence of a childhood filled with violence, a career built on dangerous stunts.

along with horse riding. As today was a Saturday, school was not taking place, hence I’d bounded down the rocky path that led to the Training ranges in the Crescent Moon pack and entered the wrestling arena. I have to say I wasn't much of a fan of wrestling, which is why I’ve been lacking in it. I’d rather prefer non-contact fighting methods such as archery. I was caught slacking by Maeve who’d decreed that if I wouldn’t attend at least three sessions with her on Saturday, she would tell on me.

I follow the coach's explanation, trying to absorb as much of the content as possible. "As for freestyle wrestling, it has been official contested since 1904. Unlike Greco-Roman wrestling. Which was the first to be part of the Olympic program, fighters can also use their legs and hold opponents above or below the waist. Basical, these are the differences between the two types of wrestling: The mat has a width of 12 by 12 feet. But the fight takes place in an area of 7 meters by 7 meters. Points are earned according to each blow delivered to the opponent. 'Low blows,' stepping on the foot, holding

Hello again, guys! Like I said in my author's note, this book is a prequel to Wrenched. Underneath this note, I'll attach a little synopsis to it, so we could have an idea of what the book would be about. I would appreciate your reviews and comments like you always do. Please enjoy! WRENCHED: THE OUTSET OF THE STORY. SYNOPSIS Two friends walk the spheres of life together and are bound by common interests and ambition to be successful at a young age. They are like brothers and would do anything for one another.

I do not even know what's gonna happen but I bet that I will cause a commotion. "The competition will be following wrestling rules. Better know how to put your enemy down. LET US START THE GAME!" He sat down and a loud cheering alongside claps thundered around the arena. "Lets see." Kyro and Uno were placed inside the ring. This is a common looking boxing ring, the only difference is the size- this one's too big for a regular one. Kyro attacked first in his human form but was not able to touch Uno because he dodged before Kyro can reach him.