A Match to Match

Despite the fact that the attack had seemed like a good idea it was quickly tarnished by the movements of his opponent. His opponents kick sent his arms into the air and he came crashing down on his back with a loud, thud! Now squirming on the ground in pain it was obvious he was winded. The dirt worked into his clothing as he squirmed, and then he hopelessly began to drag himself to his feet. Taking a good look as his opponent he knew he was 'out-classed' in every aspect. His legs, and arms were bruised now, two futile attempts at an attack had caused this, along with the time he got punched that stands as three futile attempts. Taking on a simple stance he began to hop on both feet, rocking his shoulders from side to side. And then, lashing out from the stance he delivered two quick jabs towards his opponents head and a low-kick towards his opponents right-leg.

Letting out a cold burst of laughter as he saw the male get his arms kicked from under him by his foot, laughing even harder when he saw him fall down onto the ground winded. "Back in the dirt, huh?", he spoke with a small chuckle at the end of his sentence. Watching as he stood up from the ground and took on a stance, he'd watch with faint interest, watching as he hopped on both of his feet and began to rock his shoulders, obviously trying to make himself better at close combat. 'Let's make this interesting..' Xyxer thought as he quickly done a single hand sign, his body disappearing in a poof of smoke before seeming to suddenly reappear behind the body of his opponent, his boot would be moving towards the square of his opponents back with most of his speed and his strength, wanting to see if the male would be able to handle such a blow.

After his two jabs had caused a significant amount of damage to the cloud of smoke he felt no sense of achievement. However, it was obvious where his opponent was, it was a basic tactic. Get behind the opponent, simple. So, with that in mind, his right-leg which he had extended for a low-kick was still stretched outwards, so, turning to carry that motion he raised his lower body. Bringing the kick into the air and shifting his upper-body to twist it to the side. By this put, his left-leg was planted firmly on the ground, light a tree, it's roots set deep in the earth. His right-leg was carrying through with his greatest speed and power towards his opponents head, and his upper-body had twisted to hopefully avoid the oncoming attack.

Xyxer chuckled a little to himself when he noticed the boy punching the spot where he had previously been, somewhat surprised at how quickly the boy had managed to understand his move though. He'd see the foot of the lad twist and get a firm grip on the land so he would be able to land a strong move, Xyxer thought. He'd then notice him twist his torso and his leg, his leg was obviously aiming to hit Xyxer directly in his head. His eyes would widen a little bit at the realization, but nothing much more of that would come from him. He'd instantly change the course of his leg, instead of aiming to the back of his opponent, he had changed it into a hook-like move, trying to hook his leg around the one that was coming towards his head, if he succeeded, he would throw them both onto the ground in the lock.

Izuna thought that this would definitely be his big break. Unfortunately his opponent had other plans, and happened to adjust his attack to take Izuna down. However, it did seem as thought Izuna had a decent idea about what his opponent was trying to achieve, and that meant that he was also have to adapt. Watching closely as his opponents hook-like attack come around Izuna shifted his own leg so that his heel was pointing towards the ground. Once his opponents leg drew closer he dropped the leg that he was using to attack with. Letting his heel, along with all his weight come crashing down on his opponents leg.

Xyxer noticed the sudden twist of his opponent's leg, his eyebrow perking upwards a little out of curiosity, but it knew it would not be good. He'd see the speed of his opponent's leg moving down towards his own with the heel first, knowing it'd be a devastating move if he allowed it to land. Instead, he decided to adapt his own move. He'd drop down backwards onto the ground, but as he did so, he'd shift his hooked leg to the side a little, so it would hit the calf of Izuna, whilst his other leg went high up into the sky, attempting to latch it around the knee of Izuna so he could get him into a clinch like he intended to do since the beginning.

It all seemed to be working up until that point. His opponent adjusted again and his was dumb-founded. Izuna couldn't follow the sudden and drastic change in his opponent. So, he fell needlessly into his opponents attack. The kick hooking right into his calf and his opponent's other leg latched easily around Izuna's own. Letting out a groan in frustration at the stupid mistake he had made he realized he was trapped by this point.

Grinning as he felt both of his legs hit where he desired them to, he would naturally pull Izuna down to the ground with the clinch he had got them into. Rolling so that he was onto his back, he'd reach over to the foot of Izuna and would tug on it, tucking it under his armpit. His legs would get firmly over the knee and just under the knee, locking them in a scissors formation. He'd lean backwards with the foot of his opponent slowly, stretching the muscles in Izuna's foot violent, feeling as if they were about to tear at any moment.

The lock that his opponent held him in caused a searing pain from his foot surging into his leg. The pain caused a violent response of thrashing to break free, shaking his body violently in ever which direction to himself free from the hold. Unfortunately it all seemed impossible in the current situation, barely holding himself back from screaming in pain. Each and every second felt longer and longer with the pain moving through his leg, "Let me go! Please!" Roaring in pain his thrashing and jerking become increasingly violent.

Xyxer would move his head from the thrashing appendages of the boy, as he pulled a little more the leg. He wouldn't tear any muscles yet, but it'd still feel like he was going to. A small grin would surface on his lips as he noticed how desperate the boy was, he spoke slowly in his rather soothing voice, "You know.. You're like a fish out of water. They thrash about like this as well, before something kills them.." hearing the boy speak shortly after he did, he'd shake his head, "You have to embrace pain, ninja from Konohagakure.. I thought you had a will of iron? I don't see it.." He'd smirk as he continued to speak, keeping the leg locked tightly under his arm with his legs flanking the boy's.