The final match in the International Foxy Boxing Tournament!
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- Finally, two fighters had made it to the last match of the tournament: the sultry Brazilian champion, Luiza Lima and the sly French champion, Clarisse Cloutier. Clarisse was confident now that Liberty Lane was officially out of the running. She had no doubt she’d be putting the Brazilian on her back now. But Luiza Lima was more than just a nice body…
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- DING! And the final match began! Both fighters circled around each other, testing her opponent’s defense. Then, Clarisse moved in with a blistering shot to the jaw. She began to pound in the Brazilian with devastating shots.
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- But Clarisse underestimated her opponent and dropped her own defense slightly. That was all Luiza needed as she caught the French champion in the belly as Clarisse tried to attack her head. Now, it was Luiza in control of the match. She began giving Clarisse a taste of Brazilian fists.
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- Clarisse Cloutier was in trouble in the first round, but then she veered around Luiza and hit her hard in the back, an illegal move! The French woman didn’t care though and capitalized on the move. Now she was the one knocking her opponent around the ring. Luiza was getting hurt until the bell rang to end the round. DING!
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- Despite the drubbing both fighters took in the first round, they used their rest time to pose in their corners! Instead of taking a break and recuperating, it was almost as if they were putting on a show for the audience. Both fighters were well aware of their sexy forms; the Brazilian had a reputation for her body and the French woman had a history of burlesque shows. Now, they were putting their pride in their bodies on the line in this match. DING! And round 2 now began!
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- Clarisse and Luiza ran out to meet the other, but Luiza was quicker on the draw and slammed into Clarisse full force. She blasted into her face with a hard right fist. Then, the Brazilian proceeded to pick apart her opponent, hurting Clarisse throughout the beginning of the round.
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- But Clarisse Cloutier would not go down easily. Despite people’s opinions, she was still a formidable woman in the ring and she showed that to Luiza the hard way. Just as Luiza thought she had the upper-hand, Clarisse caught her with a sharp punch to the mid-section. The French champion then went to work pounding away at Luiza’s soft flesh.
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- But Luiza could take as good as she gave! She absorbed Clarisse’s punches and then fought back with body blows of her own. She spent the next few moments showing the French champion her full power. Clarisse and Luiza battled back-and-forth, wearing each other down until the end of the round. DING!
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- This time, both boxers took the time to rest before the next round. But they both remained cocky in their corners. Neither woman wanted to let the other know she was shaken by the attacks, even though both women were perspiring with exhaustion. Each fighter wanted this rest period to last a little longer, but knew that when that bell rang one of them would end up on the canvas while the other would be standing victoriously. DING! And now it was time to end the match and the tournament.
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- Luiza and Clarisse came out of their corners with the intent to maim her opponent. Both champions ran to the center of the ring and clashed into each other with heavy blows. After several moments of pure, vicious pounding, each woman launched a well-timed fist into the other’s head at the exact same time. Blood spurted and heads twisted! And both women fell victim to the other.
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- The crowd went crazy! Both women crashed to the canvas, knocked senseless. Luiza and Clarisse writhed around the mat as the count started. “1… 2… 3…”
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- “4… 5…” The champions struggled to get on their feet. Both women, exhausted and beaten, fought now to be the last woman standing.
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- “6… 7… 8… ” Luiza used all her might and made it to the ropes, pulling her tired body up to a standing position. Clarisse, meanwhile fell back on to the canvas, turning over onto her side!
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- “9… 10! DING! DING!” And it was over! Clarisse Cloutier allowed her body to give in to its pain and rested on the mat as the count finished off. The French champion had fallen to the might of the Brazilian champion!
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- “LADIES AND GENTLEMEN… THE WINNER OF THIS MATCH… BY KNOCKOUT IN THE THIRD ROUND… AND WINNER OF THE INTERNATIONAL FOXY BOXING TOURNAMENT… REPRESENTING THE COUNTRY OF BRAZIL, FEMALE FOXY BOXING CHAMPION… LUIZA LIMAAAAAAA!!!” Luiza looked out at the crowd with cloudy eyes. And then, her senses slowly came back to her.
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- The handlers came in and completed Clarisse’s embarrassment. They removed her top for all to see. And her opponent, the better woman, Luiza Lima walked over to stand tall over her victim. Clarisse Cloutier, despite her confidence and despite her earlier meddling, was the beaten woman tonight.
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- The crowd cheered the winner on: “LUIZA! LUIZA! LUIZA!” The Brazilian champion had done it. Despite her reputation as nothing more than a sexy, sultry paper champion, Luiza Lima had conquered all during this tournament. She had defeated Morgan Mace, knocked out Akira Asuka, even took on the extra challenge of American ex-champion Liberty Lane and ended her career with a devastating defeat, and now… she had beaten Clarisse Cloutier.
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- Tonight, Luiza Lima was the talk of the world. She grabbed her own Brazilian Foxy Boxing Championship Belt and displayed it proudly while flexing her strength. She would spend the rest of the evening celebrating with her fans and family. She could now tell the world that she was the greatest Foxy Boxing Champion in the world. All other fighters, meanwhile, went back to their home countries in defeat. Liberty Lane went home in embarrassment. But Luiza did not care. She proved that she was Number 1 in the world of Foxy Boxing! And it was time for her to enjoy her own glory. THE END
B.A.B.E. 