Match of the Millennium

Description: Fei Rutherford is a newcomer to the fighting world- So why is he facing former champion Lita Luwanda in a Neo League fight- It was a brutal somewhat strange fight between a Wing Chun specialist and a generalist of multiple styles. (Winner: DKO)

[FEI]
Glancing around him, Fei had to wonder just how he had gotten into the situation in which he found himself. He was the son of a billionaire, yet here he was in the middle of a small crowd of people in a circle facing off against another person in the middle of downtown Southtown. Not only that, but he was about to scrap like some common hoodlum. But, this was the only way he knew how to progress from where he had been. His master Leung Shen was still back in China, and Fei's true motivation for learning True Wing Chun was his health. It was true that the martial art style had suppressed his own genetic illness, but for how long? The only way he knew to find answers was to plumb the depths of his own style. And the best way to do that was to test that in actual combat.

The answer to that for him was the Neo League. While it was true that it was not as famous as the King of Fighters Tournament going on at that moment, that was conversely better for him. It was his first outing into the world of martial arts combat for real, and he did not need to have a large amount of cameras on him on top of it. Right now, there was enough pressure on him without adding to it.

After all, standing across from him amidst the crowd was THE Lita Luwanda. The Former blue pro belt holder whose team was runner up at the King of Fighters Tournament last year.

Idly, the young man had to wonder why she was not at the tournament this year. Wasn't she past the point where she would be entering into small leagues like this? Shaking his head to rid himself of those thoughts, he leaned his head back to look at the sky, letting the wind play with his hair like a wistful lover before. Her reasons for being there did not matter. All that mattered was his goal and meeting the person in front of him with all he had.

When his ocean blue eyes came back to meet Lita's form once again, he was in the mindset he needed. Slowly, he began to unbutton each of his sleeves of his white, collared shirt and began to fold them up to his elbows, leaving the forearms exposed. Twisting his hips from side to side, he loosened the formal shirt more from where it was tucked into his khaki pants in order to provide himself more maneuverability.

This would be nowhere close to an easy fight, and he knew it. It was time to see just how far the combination of old martial arts and raw analytical skill could take him.

COMBATSYS: Fei has started a fight here.

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[LITA]
A reason why Lita didn't enter the King of Fighters this year. There schism in the team dynamics. One that she knew was bound to happen but surprisingly enough, didn't happen until the unpublicized tournament on Shang Tsung's island. Team Interpol, in spite of its toxic chemistry didn't truly break up until, Daniel went rogue because of his darkstalker transformation, and Lita not getting along with anyone else on the team, decided to part company with the squad.

The other reason was how she lost her belt to MURDERHOUSE Mick. Being put through the floor and coming out of the fight curled up in the fetal position and in tears, did a lot to ruin her credibility as a title holder and even now with that belt vacated by MURDERHOUSE's attempt to take a differnt belt, she dares no go for it without getting some of that credibility back.

She steps into the ring with her olive green, military button down shirt, black clip-on short tie, and shorts with a kunai bandolier strapped to her thigh and polycarbonate replica of her sword strapped to her back.

Upon seeing her opponent, she bows before taking a stance that looks like a military combative.

COMBATSYS: Lita has joined the fight here.

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Lita             0/-------/-------|===----\-------\0              Fei

[FEI]
Following suit to the young woman's bow, Fei made a fist with his right hand and pressed it into his left palm with an inclination of his head in return--the traditional respectful bow of a practitioner of Chinese Kung Fu. Slowly, methodically, he slid his feet until they where shoulder-width apart, turned his feet in an inward direction, and sunk into his stance. Even with his Italian leather shoes on hs feet, the young man's feet still gripped the stone tile of the square just off the road where they were all situated, his stance fully solid. It was only until after then that he extended his left arm forward with its hand in a slightly curved knife hand, palm facing to the side with his right hand taking its practiced place upright near his chest in a manner reminiscent to pictures of Buddhist monks praying. Such was the traditional stance of Wing Chun. His style was no different in that regard.

However, what followed was something completely different. Fei's ocean blue eyes became had like crystal as they took in every aspect of Lita's body. Muscle structure. Clothing. Small changes in her posture. Patterns of her breathing. It was as if the young woman was stripped bare before his eyes, revealing all secrets before him. He was simply looking, but the intensity was something entirely different than most would have experienced before. Such was the degree of Fei's analytical ability. It was not just the opponent in front of him, but scuff marks on the stone tiles, the exact distance between himself and the first person in the crowd to his side, how far of a distance Lita had behind her, and the distance between them.

All these signals became simple data to Fei, and his processing power was astounding. The intensity of his gaze notwithstanding, his stance showed no easy openings. Was this really the ability of a fighter who was new to martial arts? His talent seemed to shine through what others gleaned from experience, and if his intensity was any indication, it seemed his ability to process information may make up any difference that experience would have gained other fighters.

COMBATSYS: Fei calculates his next move.

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Lita             0/-------/-------|===----\-------\0              Fei

[LITA]
For Lita, she's unaware of how much scrutiny was upon her beyond the fact that the official had started the fight and the opponent before her hadn't made a move to approach. Instead, she just sees someone biding their time, waiting for her to come in.

Her own eyes examine the area. Unlike Fei, her eyes are directed to seeking out weapons of opportunity and how she can use them to the best effect. Like that one person's bottle of beer, or that low hanging tree branch back and to the left of Wing Chun practitioner. Not nearly as detailed as Fei's sight. But she was never about data but hard work and adaptability.

Her approach is a straight forward as she darts in and then when she's within punching range, she circles towards the guard hand as she attempts to trap it to his body as she delivers a quick punch to his jaw.

COMBATSYS: Fei blocks Lita's Quick Strike.

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Lita             0/-------/-------|===----\-------\0              Fei

[FEI]
Lita was easily able to trap Fei's guard hand against his body--there was no resistance at all. In fact, it was almost as if he let her. That was, after all, one of the main principles of Wing Chun. There was little point in resisting an opponent's attack with brute force. That was a good way to go into a competition of strength. For a style that was centered largely on deflecting angles and changing one's own angle of attack to provide for an accurate strike, it would have been the height of folly. As Lita's quick punch toward his jaw struck forward, Fei's outwardly-stretched hand came back and crossed over his body, deflecting the fast strike to his shoulder instead of his jaw. Damage to the jaw was a centrally-located damage point whereas damage to the shoulder could easily be shrugged off as it was peripheral.

The main problem now was that both of Fei's arms were crossed and one of them was trapped. Not only that, but Lita had entered into extremely close combat. For many fighters this would be a perilous situation, but Wing Chun was designed specifically for the proximity of combat in which the young woman had entered. However, with his hands tied up, what was there to do?

Yet, Fei showed no signs of hesitation. As she was, Lita's line of sight was blocked to the lower part of the young man's body simply by how close together they were. And that was a particularly bad thing as Fei was trained to use kicks that did not cause his upper body to move at all. Fluidly, his right leg kicked inward toward the back of Lita's left knee with his heel to buckle the knee joint before pulling forward to kick the side of the knee followed by the front part of where the knee joint met the lower thigh. All of this was executed in a hairsbreadth of time, which was the technique that set him apart in traditional Wing Chun practitioners in a purely physical sense.

COMBATSYS: Lita endures Fei's Formless Twilight.

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Lita             0/-------/-----==|====---\-------\0              Fei

[LITA]
Sometimes when the eyes aren't in a position to see what's going on, one has to get their information by feel. While the upper body and torso didn't move, she could feel the way the hips were moving just due to the close proximity between the two fighters. When the foot goes for the back of the knee, she lifts her foot up slightly so she can catch the brunt of it on the calf before replacing the foot and dropping her body lower to catch the follow up to the inner thigh. It did nothing to blunt the damage but it also meant she didn't sacrifice her positioning either.

With both attacks happening in rapid succession, she only had time to let out a slight hiss of pain and that's all she allows herself before she responds in turn trying to get a hold of that forearm of the arm that she was trapping earlier near the elbow. She was familiar enough with Wing Chun that she didn't dare go for the hand or the wrist and then she attempts to perform an arm drag attempting to use the trip to assist with bringing him face first to the ground and should she manage that, perform a wrenching armbar.

COMBATSYS: Fei parries Lita's Close Quarters Catch!

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Lita             0/-------/---====|=====--\-------\0              Fei

[FEI]
As Lita attempted to grab his forearm, Fei abruptly disappeared from her sight. It was no magic trick, but simply a little bit of chi aided by extreme relaxation that slipped his arm from her grasp as soon as she tried to gain leverage with it. What resulted was her body moving forward as he slipped out the opposite direction. It was not that he used some magic spell, but again created a blind angle similar to the one he created vertically with his kicks. This time, however, it was created from the side. And now there he was at Lita's completely open left side.

With her already starting to move forward, Fei's front leg lashed out in a wide arc against her leg to keep her moving in that direction, but has he did his right fist began to glow with a deep red glow of chi. As soon as she collapsed to the ground, she would find a straight punch falling straight for her in order to simultaneously impact her body to cause damage from both the ground below and his fist from above as he dropped his own stance in time with her fall.

COMBATSYS: Lita blocks Fei's The Fall of Autumn Leaves EX.

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Lita             0/-------/--=====|======-\-------\0              Fei

[LITA]
Once again, Lita finds that she can't rely on her eyes, but her experience not only as a soldier but as someone who has sought out multiple martial arts as a way of finding how to be as adaptable as she can be armed or unarmed. This time it's her ears that guide her.

She can hear the shuffling of footwear off towards her open flank. It's at that moment she turtles up behind a boxer's peek-a-boo guard as she turns just in time to see the kick and she raises her leg to check the kick. She's still forced to be on the defensive as that downward straight punch goes for her body. With a swift turn, the scarlet chi engulfed fist gets caught on the guard of the soldier once referred to as a walking armory sliding backwards.

She doesn't even think. Now that Fei is far enough away that he can't disappear on her with mere body positioning, she pulls five kunai from one of her thigh bandoliers and flings them at multiple non vital locations. Should she miss, she has fishing line on the loops to yank them back before they can go into the crowd and then just let them fall to the ground.

COMBATSYS: Fei parries Lita's Kunai Spread!

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Lita             0/-------/-======|======-\-------\0              Fei

[FEI]
Feeling his straight punch slide wide of Lita's guard, his fist stopped short. However, the crimson chi from his hand hit the ground below where he had intended her to be when he attempted to trip her using her own forward momentum. Martial arts had a saying that "energy follows intent." Fei's energy was no different in this regard which was evident by the stone tiles that were cracked and broken on the ground below despite the fact that the young man had not physically struck them.

When Lita stepped back to get some distance between them, Fei checked her paces with his eyes. So far, she was moving exactly as she expected she would. After all, if one had their visual field restricted not once but twice in quick succession, who would want to stay at a range in which that happened? Not being able to trust one's eyes often gave a feeling of unease to people--even trained martial artists. It made sense that she would move backward in order to try something new.

Unfortunately, Fei was ready for her attempt.

As the kunai fanned out before him, the young man was already ready. The flying weapons appeared to be moving as if the air were molasses to his eyes, the crystal blue pools able to look from one to the next easily enough to see fine details on each of the metal surfaces--grooves and scratches from use. He could even tell that they were fanned out in order to make sure he could not dodge around them. Truthfully, Wing Chun usually did not move around anything.

They moved /through/ them.

Moving forward while keeping his stance, Fei simply slapped one kunai with the palm of his right hand and deflected another with the back of the same hand in order to divert their courses enough to give himself a pocket of unthreatened space. The deft movements combined with the stone tile crushing he performed just moments before caused more than a few hoots from the crowd surroudning the two of them. What he used the space for was to simply breathe and channel the dark red chi into his hand again. He pulled back his left hand and thrust his right hand forward as he sent his energy flying out toward Lita. If she wanted to play at a distance, he would show her he could still follow suit.

Modern Wing Chun may not have usually been able to fight at range, but he was not a practitioner of modern Wing Chun.

COMBATSYS: Fei successfully hits Lita with Gust of Autumn Wind EX.

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Lita             1/-------/=======|=======\-------\1              Fei

[LITA]
Though deflected, Lita's secondary objective remained the same. Don't let the spectators get hurt by her weapons. It was a bad look for her. So as she notices the kunai being batted aside, she yanks on the attached fishing line to kill the momentum before releasing the lines.

But as she notes Fei moving forward but he doesn't close completely just being barely out of kicking range. That's when she sees that red chi forming in his hand. One hand moves to the quick release latch for the sword replica on her back while she tries angle around the formation of chi. Unfortunately it is too fast and her footwork isn't quite where she needed it to be to get around it and she is spun completely around as she frees a massive sword which looks to be inspired by the buster sword with a butterfly knife-like guard. It wasn't ideal positioning but she had to make do.

She steps forward taking a horizontal swing at the lead leg before following up with a thrust with the tip to the torso. Close range wasn't working; distance strategy wasn't working. Perhaps something in between is the ticket.

COMBATSYS: Fei counters Medium Strike from Lita with The Heart of Winter.

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Lita             1/----===/=======|=======\====---\1              Fei

[FEI]
Her close range avenue was shut down. Her long range had proven ineffective. What other option was left available to her? Medium range, of course. There were only several options available as attack options to martial artists, and they were more likely to try other options than to repeatedly try a single option until it worked. It was a logical tactic.

Except for the fact that it was what Fei had been planning for the entire time.

The pacing of the fight so far was exactly as he had envisioned it right in the beginning. From Lita's muscle structure, he could tell that she would rely on advancing to cloes range first. She obviously had some special forces training and would try to apply that to tie him up and test him with submission techniques. If that didn't work, she would have to rely on a long range or medium range technique. Considering how prominently her kunai holster was located on her person within easy reach compared to the sword hilt over her shoulder and that people were more likely to retreat back to longer range when confronted by a problem, he knew what he would be dealing with next.

When he had exuded his crimson-colored chi, he was already moving forward toward the range that he would need to attack from, further inside her guard. So, when Lita came for a horizontal swing, it was her arm that swung toward him, her sword already beyond his body. This time, his body fairly glowed with a cold, light blue chi--a different color than what he had exuded from his previous two techniques. As the arm swung toward him, he brought up his knee and brought down his elbow simultaneously to pincer her sword arm with a vicious, audible crunch. The Heart of Winter was also known by another name in the True Wing Chun style.

The Bone-Breaking Chill of Winter.

[LITA]
The pincer technique was excruciating. It was all she could do to bite back a yelp or a pained scream. As she draws it back, she hisses in pain and works out the agony for a few moments before taking her stance.

At this point, she can already see the writing on the wall of this fight. Having not landed a single blow, it's a forgone conclusion. No longer her objective is victory. It's to do as much damage as she can before she goes down. She falls back on what has been most reliable for her. The sword. Oh how she detested it. She's always wanted to be acknowledged for being a complete combatant able to wield any weapon and being able strike with the best of them. With her being pushed into a corner, she has no choice. And she knows that this man is still probably going to read her like a book.

She comes in once again sword in hand as she leads with a diagonal slash from shoulder to opposite hip, followed by a horizontal before finishing with a downward slash upon his head as she steps to the side to attempt to create an angle.

COMBATSYS: Fei fails to counter Triple Slash from Lita with The Return of Spring.
*KNOCKED AWAY*

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Lita             1/---====/=======|======-\-------\0              Fei

[FEI]
The key to the True Wing Chun style's chi energy lay in the different colors of chi that the user produced at different points in time. Named for the different seasons because of their varying colors, the more the user channeled into the different types of energy, the more refined they became. Orange for Summer, deep crimson red for Autumn foliage, light frosty blue for Winter. This was because the most explosive form of this chi energy was the brilliant emerald green of Spring. In order to refine this chi energy, the user needed to cycle through the different seasons before it in order to build up their chi and compress it repeatedly until it began to glow with the bright verdant green color reminiscent of the season.

There had been many translations of the kanji that formed the words Wing Chun throughout the centuries, but the most correct translation was "The Song of Spring." This was precisely the reason.

This was the moment that Fei had been planning for the entire time. His crystal blue eyes could tell from a cursory look that Lita had almost completely given up on this fight. Her sword was one full of desperation, one of a woman who did not want to continue. As she slashed her sword in her downward angle, the young man stepped slightly to the side around the blade and forward, using his elbow to guide her hand further downward and channel the brilliant emerald chi into both his hands. Pressing further forward he began to press both his hands toward her face to execute the maneuver. However, the made one mistake.

Now his body was obscuring his vision to his lower half.

The horizontal slash slammed into Fei's side before he knew what was happening, driving the breath from his lungs. He could feel two of his ribs cracking from the force of the impact as it drove him backward across the stone tile square. Thankfully, the downward slash that would have finished the fight swung wide. It seemed that even Lita had not expected the young man to sail backward so far.

Skidding to a stop across the square, Fei rested his right fist against the ground before returning shakily to his stance. He had let down his guard at the very last minute. That was most definitely a sign of a lack of experience. If his master Leung Shen got wind of it, there would be an earful to pay for that. Thankfully, the old master was still in China. But, there was no telling when word would reach his old ears. The only thing Fei could do was to try to make up for his mistake. Taking a deep breath, he solidified his stance, his right hand still in the guard position with his left hand extended in the slightly curved knife hand.

[LITA]
Lita was justified in that moment that she decided to continue using the sword. That being said there was still a part of her that hated the fact that she was using it as a crutch. She will look over this fight and it will drive her to improve the unarmed portion of her training as well as the weapons of opportunity aspects. But for now, she'll lean on her sword because that was what her opponent allowed her to have.

Lita would continue to pursue her opponent(that she was surprised she sent flying that far). Though human in faculties and skill, she was still a cornered animal and she was still dangerous.

She goes into darting side steps as she makes her approach until she suddenly lashes out with a sword strike to his shoulder as she slips to the side in an attempt to stymie his ability to turn toward her side step path.

COMBATSYS: Lita successfully hits Fei with Random Strike.

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Lita             1/--=====/=======|=======\-------\1              Fei

[FEI]
A cornered animal was one of the most dangerous things there were, and Lita was certainly proving that. Slipping to the side was the best move she could have executed at that point in time, having cut off Fei's path of movement as she struck home at his shoulder. It had already taken a light blow from very early in the fight, but the point at which she struck on the side of the shoulder pressed his arm into his body, putting stress on his cracked ribs. It was then Fei did something that he usually would never do.

He stepped back.

Retreating was not usually something practitioners of Wing Chun did. The philosophy was to always move forward into the opponent's space as the extreme close ranges were where the style was most effective. But, this was currently not working. He needed to breathe and re-assess the situation. His focus was starting to slip since his mistake earlier, and he needed more data.

The glitter in his crystal blue eyes returned as he proceeded to take in Lita's movements. She was definitely hurting--her sword arm held a partial fracture at the very least. And while her recent small victories were giving her confidence, the hesitation in her legs were indicative that she was still unsure of herself. These were all openings he could exploit as long as he took the time to plan them out effectively.

Slowly, he began to regain his breath and composed himself as he eyed Lita calmly, letting himself feel the flow of the scenery around himself once again.

COMBATSYS: Fei calculates his next move.

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Lita             1/--=====/=======|=======\-------\1              Fei

[LITA]
Lita was still taking on that cornered animal mentality even though it was plain to anybody in the crowd that the momentum had changed. For her, it was not about her confidence. She was still committed to a focus not on victory, but doing as much damage as she could before she went down. If it yielded victory, so be it.

Hesitation in her legs? Most observers wouldn't have been able to notice that. Fei does, however, get the reasons behind it wrong. Her arm, her legs, her body in general have been brutalized. That desperate bid to put the hurt on the Wing Chun practitioner was taxing. That hesitation was from fatigue.

When Fei backs off, Lita's not foolish enough to chase in after him. She had to be honest with herself and acknowledge that in her current condition chasing after him would be walking into a trap.

COMBATSYS: Lita focuses on her next action.

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Lita             1/--=====/=======|=======\-------\1              Fei

[FEI]
Seeing that Lita was not coming to him, Fei was forced to make a decision. He did not want to allow her more time to rest than was absolutely necessary as he knew the more time she had to rest, the more time she had to make rational judgments. And if she started doing that when she had momentum, there was a very real possibility that she could turn the fight around on him in short order. Far better to keep her on her toes and guessing in order to disrupt her equilibrium.

So, in the matter of a moment, Fei made the decision to move forward on his own toward Lita, striking out at his opponent's weakened legs with a low roundhouse kick to the side of her injurd knee. As his master Leung Shen always said, the best way to fell a tree was by cutting it from its support. A martial artist with injured legs would have a much harder time making split-second reactions than one with fresh ones.

COMBATSYS: Lita interrupts Light Kick from Fei with Bum's Rush.
*KNOCKED AWAY*

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Lita             0/-------/--=====|=======\-------\1              Fei

[LITA]
As Fei moves forward, Lita moves forward, matching him stride for stride. What she does next, is not what one would call rational in any sense of the word. She wasn't relying on reflexes, skill was abandoned awhile ago along with sound judgement when she was realizing she was being read like a book. Just insanity.

Logic dictated that she should try to avoid that attack. Logic dictated that she should respect that speed of that kick, check it and reposition. Logic also dictated that she shouldn't give up the range advantage of wielding a sword to barrel shoulder first when they have to come into your domain to deliver attacks. She slams shoulder first into him just as the foot makes contact with her already agonized legs. Her balance is upset enough that it takes her feet off the ground in a small hop before she just barely gets her feet under her. With Fei stumbling back, Lita turns the blade downward and steps in and swings, making contact with flat of the replica blade, like an oversized cricket bat and slams it into his torso and sending him away from her.

[FEI]
Sent flying across the square, Fei skidded on his back on the stone tiles, effectively shredding his white collared shirt. What had been pristine for most of the fight was now dirtied with dust and shredded in places. This was not what he expected. Bringing himself shakily to his feet, he could already start to feel his consciousness slipping. What the hell was that woman? Nothing she just did was remotely logical. There was no way to calculate that at all! But, if that was the way this fight was going to go, he would rely on the instinct of his training to guide his body. After all, his consciousness would not last much longer.

Taking a ragged breath, Fei pulled all the chi he had gathered in the fight and let it blend together, bringing the brilliant emerald chi he had tried to use before. It lit his skin with gentle yet deadly green chi flames. Suddenly, his movement became quicker as he slid forward, stepping at one diagonal then the other as he attacked every injured spot Lita had received during the fight: legs, arms, every area he had previously targeted. There was no quarter to be given as he went--as soon as one blow would strike home another would come from another angle. Fei embodied every bit the rush of a mountain stream once the ice and snow from Winter had thawed.

COMBATSYS: Fei can no longer fight.

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COMBATSYS: Fei successfully hits Lita with The Rushing Thaw of Spring.
-+- CALCULATED HIT -+-

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[LITA]
The cricket bat swing took it out of her and the punishment she had been receiving had already caught up with her. She just could no longer fight through it any longer. It was pretty much the perfect opportunity for a man with a fleeting consciousness on the horizon to take advantage of.

No quarter was given or for Lita's part, expected. The Delta Red soldier gets batted back and forth, stance is battered apart by kicks, any semblance of guard sundered and her body ribs and even her face gets some punishment before she drops to one knee.

She struggles to get up but then those knees give out and she falls on her face.

The official doesn't bother with a count. Both fighters are unconscious and it's ruled a draw. As for whether she's gained any legitimacy back? Well that will be discussed in the papers. Fei and his surprising performance definitely will be talked about in sport section.

COMBATSYS: Lita takes no action.


COMBATSYS: Lita can no longer fight.

Log created on 14:27:57 09/05/2017 by Lita, and last modified on 08:54:27 09/07/2017.