Neo League 0120 - NL#0138: Chet vs Mei Lin[Toggle Names]
Description: Chet duels Mei Lin for Neo-League glory. (Winner: Chet).
Mei Lin's father used to say defeat forged character and was the cornerstone of improvement. That every defeat allowed one to know what to work on and improve and to be grateful of defeat. As he constantly repeated this to his student, Mei Lin always kept a positive outlook on his defeat and attempted to use them in order not to do the same mistakes. Even if he had yet to claim a victory in the league, Mei Lin came to his next match as soon as he recovered from the last, still with the same burning fire of the underdog who is looking for more than he can chew...
His next fight brings her to quite the remarkable building... One that he can't quite enjoy for its architecture or historical value and the reason is quite obvious when one approaches the young man... Obviously by the way he seems to be staring absent-mindedly in the distance he must be blind. And by his dirty look, he seems like some sort of wandering hobo as well...
Still he enjoys the small things -- the short-cut grass that tickles his feet. He heaves a sigh and grins, before he smashes his fist into his palm, "Alright, who's next?" HE says with a cocky smile.
Chet quietly strolls through the grass in his custom dancing shoes, hands tucked in the pockets of his creme white longcoat. Head tilted downward as the English winds rustle through his long, honey-blond hair, he smiles pensively. He's dangerously close to conquering the Neo-League for Gil and Urien, and perhaps this fight could bring him closer. He knows not to engage the beast known as Abigail a second time, but he had no problem with conquering the tournament by picking off the chaffe and winning a tactical victory.
The files on Mei Lin were scant, as the Illuminati tracked unusual champions for potential recruiting, and the United Nations files that the Illuminati now had access to only covered criminals and potential Interpol mercenaries.
Chet lifted his head, hands slipping out of his pockets, as he observed Mei Lin and greeted him.
"Hello, Mei Lin," came his smooth, silken voice, as he languidly stretched his fingers straight, then allowed them to go soft and held them up in loose, open curls. His fingers were quite powerful and trained by calistheinics, but by practice and frequent training every finger was a snake and every gesticulation could bring a different sort of pain or disfigurement.
"I will offer you the first blow, if you will offer me a view of your soul." A priestly countenance? That felt appropriate to manipulate a blight fighter. He raises his hands, left hand up and wrist limp with his fingers down at shoulder lever, before him, right hand up and thumbs forward, held at the level of his lower sternum. As he raised his hands, he shifted his left leg forward, adopting a posture similar to a karateka.
COMBATSYS: Chet has started a fight here.
When his name is spoken up by someone, Mei Lin turns on his heels to face the other man. His lips curl into a smile even as he stares in his general direction without really focusing on anything on him. It might be seen as coarse, but it was far from intented. "Don't underestimate me," He warns him as Chet gives him the chance to start the hostilities, "... Or you might regret it,"
Likewise, Mei Lin gets into his own combat stance : knees bent and thighs spread wide, both hands up like claws in front of him. He remains still in this stance for a moment, assessing his opponent in his own way, feeling him through the way he moves and makes the ground vibrate gently, the sort of thing he might be the only one aware of.
Mei Lin finally starts the hostility, stomping on the ground and causing various boulders of hardened earth to burst out from the ground in front of him. He smashes his fists into them which hurls them straight for Chet, spinning on his heel to kick another and send a couple of those basket-ball sized rock projectile at him.
COMBATSYS: Mei Lin has joined the fight here.
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Mei Lin 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Chet
COMBATSYS: Mei Lin successfully hits Chet with Rock Barrage.
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Mei Lin 0/-------/------=|==-----\-------\0 Chet
Chet's pensive smile turns into a confused purse as he notices the ground vibrating, before there's a shout of surprise at rocks suddenly blowing up from the ground before him. He staggers backwards and falls back onto a hand with a knee bent and a leg stretched, dusty and scraped. Face bloody, he wipes the dirt out of his eyes and swings around to his feet with a turn and a boost up.
Hung Gar, with a chi-variant of environmental manipulation instead of the standard chi affinity for drawing energy from surroundings. This explains how Mei Lin can fight blind. Chet will have to take to the air.
Chet, now silent, leaps into the air, but aims his course to the stoutly stanced fighter's side. His leg lashes out as he moves to cross Mei Lin's side, with a spinning shin aimed at his rival's torso. The manuever causes him to tilt off course on his jump and spin to the ground, landing alongside the blind warrior, potentially with his leg up and off balance.
COMBATSYS: Mei Lin blocks Chet's Spin Kick.
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Mei Lin 0/-------/-----==|==-----\-------\0 Chet
It wasn't the first time fighters used those tactics against him -- whether knowingly or not, leaping in the air left him truly 'blind' momentarily but Mei Lin had learned how to anticipate the descent of his opponents. The young man lifts his right arm up as Chet's leg spins toward his torso, blocking his shin with his forearm. Mei Lin's lips curl into a smile : one of pride as he managed to block the blow. He had done it this time.
Hoping to use this opening and moment while he's off balance, Mei Lin shifts in his stance and uses his free arm to retaliate, twisting his fist as he swings it straight for Chet's midsection. Mei Lin maintains his stalwart and unyielding stance, feeling like he's getting the momentum for now.
COMBATSYS: Chet counters Medium Punch from Mei Lin with Rising Lever Kick ES.
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Mei Lin 0/-------/----===|===----\-------\0 Chet
Chet's leg swings off of the block and he lands with his fore facing Mei Lin directly, his own Ox Stance countering the Hung Gar stance, but from the side. They meet in the middle as Mei Lin shifts alongside Chet's shift to put his leg down. Chet had matched the block with the anticipated counter-movement, Mei Lin having made the easy mistake of pattern-mimicking a blow-for-blow. Chet won't bother to correct him with words.
Chet's hand swings in from their mutual side, catching the wrist and turning it aside with a lift of the arm. At the apex of the lift and twist of the arm, Chet's leg comes from the opposite side, slamming upwards into Mei Lin's jaw with the arm caught and twisted in his grasp.
After the cruel catch and kick, Chet's hand releases, so his leg can come down after the crescent.
It all happened in a flash, his arm being caught and deflected and Chet's leg twisting up to smash his face. Mei Lin groans in pain and squirms to break free and push away. He staggers back once Chet lets go of him, the pain resonnating through his jaw for a moment, making it harder to focus on the actual fight for a second but Mei Lin steadies himself with a deep breath before he resumes his horse stance.
His smile faded away and he focuses on the pain to make it go away while he regains his composure. Mistakes were the greatest teacher of all... He should learn from them and hopefully not make the same again. Mei Lin approaches Chet a few seconds later and once he closed the distance he turns on his left heel and goes for a high kick aimed at Chet's torso.
COMBATSYS: Chet counters Medium Kick from Mei Lin with Astral Magnificence Kick ES.
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Mei Lin 1/-------/=======|===----\-------\0 Chet
Chet's arms drop down as Mei Lin staggers away, watching him with an impish smile as he lets his hands open and relax.
As Mei Lin circles back towards him, he keeps his arms down, his body limp as a noodle in tofu soup. As the kick comes in, there's a snap of his hand to the incoming heel as Chet's arm whips up, catching it and diverting it, before Chet blurs into action.
Chet turns about so fast that he cannot be seen clearly, but rather as a swirling demon of motion, his leg slamming into the knee of the leg still anchored to the ground. One hand holding up the caught foot, the other jamming his heel into the side of the knee with a powerful, stunning sweep.
The powerful blow was easily redirected by Chet's techniques, the force behind Mei's strike now allowing him much flexibility for adaptation against techniques like that. He ends up with his guard wide open, caught in a position he would rather not, finding the man's leg crushing his knee other knee. Mei Lin growls in pain, still struggling to maintain his posture while out.
Then Chet's legs sweep him off the ground, causing him to flip over and fall into his back. It takes him a moment to recover from his fall as if the wind got knocked out of him when he fell down. He coughs a few times as he rolls and rises back to his feet trembling. It was enraging not to be able to approach him but Mei Lin would eventually break through. He heaves a sigh and decides to focus on what had worked so far against him...
Mei Lin lunges at Chet with a kai shout and she goes for a series of two rapid punches to close in the gap between the two, going for a third powerful elbow smash to Chet's midsection.
The young man stomps the ground as he performs the last part, focusing his chi in the small tremor, the energy causing the earth to Chet's side to burst out at an angle, a pillar of hardened rock to crash into his side like the earth itself attempted to join the fray and give him a massive punch.
COMBATSYS: Chet blocks Mei Lin's Iron Dragon Fist.
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Mei Lin 1/------=/=======|=====--\-------\0 Chet
Chet's hands move in a pair of machine-like movements to redirect the two incoming punches, before the elbow smash strikes his stomach and he keels forward, grunting and exhaling spittle in a spray over Mei Lin's shoulder. As the earth explodes besides Chet, he's sent reeling and staggering away, circling about on his agile feet with a swing of both arms and recovering to face Mei Lin.
Chet pumps both of his hands to his chest, shouting as his body flexes beneath his trendy attire. He sucks in air and his veins bulge, dancing with the close Hung Gar fighter as he swiftly raises his hand with an attempt to scoop Mei Lin up by the armpit and check him with his hip for a quick toss over Chet's side and to the ground.
COMBATSYS: Mei Lin interrupts Quick Throw from Chet with Steel Tiger Claws.
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Mei Lin 1/-----==/=======|=======\-------\1 Chet
As the other fighter grabs Mei Lin and moves in to try and destabilize him, the young fighter quickly retaliates with one of his arm, performing a swift circle to sweep off Chet's arms from underneath his armpit, breaking free of his grasp before he could toss him over. Using the proximity to his advantage, Mei Lin is able to retaliate quickly, his other hand following up with an open hand uppercut with the lower part of his palm.
There was just enough force in his blow to break free of Chet, or at least force him a step back from the younger fighter. Mei Lin pants softly from the fatigue, but also the lingering pain he felt from the first kick to his jaw. He grins to himself ~ looks like this change of pace at came to his advantage this time.
Chet's head flicks backwards as the palm uppercut hits his chin, stumbling backwards as his jaw clicks shut. He falls backwards and onto his side, rolling from the shot to the head. Gathering his wits, he rises to his feet, watching Mei Lin closely.
Trading blows isn't what Chet does, although Mei Lin has gotten better at countering Chet's nuanced complexity. Annoyed, Chet resolves to give Mei Lin a demonstration of his skill.
Chet suddenly swings around with a kick from the backswing, his leg whirling around with a roundhouse aimed at the side of Mei Lin's head. It's a particularly powerful kick, however it leaves him more than a little exposed.
COMBATSYS: Mei Lin blocks Chet's Grand Dragon Kick.
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Mei Lin 1/----===/=======|=------\-------\0 Chet
Mei Lin assumes his horse stance and steadies himself after his counter attack, regaining his focus as he stares blankly in Chet's direction but remains aware of the slightest movements he performs through his footing to the ground. The longer this fight lasts, the more he was able to understand the nuance and shift in his fighting style through the subtle motions he performed. His blindness might have been seen as a weakness, but the way he compensated allowed him to see things in people's fighting styles mere eyes could not reveal.
When Chet retaliates, the suble changes to his stance is enough to warn Mei Lin of his attack, of its potential and he grows into a defensive stand to meet his attack, feet deeply lodged in the grass, bracing for the impact to come. He lifts his arm like a shield to block a volley of arrows but it was Chet's leg instead. The strength of the impact enough to cause him to slide a couple of inches in the ground backward, his face slightly distorted by the pain of the blow. Mei Lin bites his lips and manages to hold his ground without giving in in spite of Chet's formidable kick.
Mei Lin attempts to push him back and shove his leg away, pressing the assault by lunging forward and tackling Chet with his shoulder.
COMBATSYS: Chet blocks Mei Lin's Aggressive Strike.
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Mei Lin 1/---====/=======|==-----\-------\0 Chet
Chet crosses his hands and catches the shoulder with his overlaid palms, stepping backwards and twisting about to redirect the tackle away and aside.
As he forces Mei Lin past, his leg lashes out at Mei Lin's heel, aiming for a quick stomp at the Achielles' tendon to hamstring his foe.
COMBATSYS: Mei Lin barely endures Chet's Evasive Kick.
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Mei Lin 1/-======/=======|===----\-------\0 Chet
The sudden twist of Chet's shoulder is enough to destabilize him and make him stagger forward after his charge. Instead ot moving back to try and defend himself, Mei Lin turns to prepare his next assault, leaving him exposed to Chei's crushing stomp. The pain of the blow enough to cause Mei Lin to grunt in pain as well as drop to one knee on the ground, his leg trembling from the pain, but at the very least he managed to remain close to his opponent and keep the pressure on him.
His lips curl into a smile as Mei Lin concentrates, his body growing rigid as if he was extending himself into some unknown weights and pulling strings of heavy weights through his arms. The ground underneath their feet trembles and quakes and as Mei Lin lifts his arms up, the soft soil seems to obey his command and rises up into a towering wave like a tsunami of grass and earth that he manages to direct toward Chet to bury him underneath it, the wave of earth moving over and crashing down into in to crush him underneath.
COMBATSYS: Chet blocks Mei Lin's Buried Alive.
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Mei Lin 0/-------/-----==|====---\-------\0 Chet
Chet is thrown off his feet as the earth beneath him pitches him backwards and a wave of sod is sent flying over the Illuminatist. He shields his face with his arms, curling them around his head and curling his knees upwards, refusing to move onto his side and into a fetal position, instead adopting a pressure position beneath the weight.
A fist punches up through the ground, and he climbs out, shaking off the dirt and wiping off his mouth. His once spotless outfit now brown with dirt and filth, he runs a hand through his blackened blond hair.
"If you sleep with a dog, you are bound to get fleas. You are very dirty, are you not, Pigpen?"
Chet leaps into the air and lashes out with a sudden wallop kick at Mei Lin's jaw.
COMBATSYS: Mei Lin fails to interrupt Heel Kick from Chet with Earth's Grasp.
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Mei Lin 0/-------/-----==|====---\-------\0 Chet
It wasn't the first time someone commented on Mei Lin's attire and general look. Unfortunately, his dirty look was not one he made out of choice but every time someone said something about it, it enraged him a little. Mostly due to how he was unable to change anything about it. His attack had left him a little spent and Mei Lin is still panting loudly from the exertion it took on him. "Why would it matter to you?" Mei Lin grunts in between two breath. He frowns at him, his brows furrowing into a glare. It might have been the intended purpose or not, but Mei Lin shifts her stance and goes a little more aggressive, lunging against Chet's diving kick to retaliate and counter him...
And unfortunately, Chet seems into a better posture than he is, able to connect his attack before Mei Lin can. His kick knocks him back and Mei Lin seems stunned by the blow, he shakes his head and focuses on the pain, spitting blood from the blood and Mei Lin lets a deep breath escape his throat as he ignores the pain and forces his body to endure it beyond his normal limit, still trying to recover from Chet's powerful kick.
Chet lands from his jump kick, exhaling sharply as he raises his hands to his forefront and flexes them. Watching Mei Lin recover and stay planted on their feet, aware that this is the advantage of Hung Gar - the famous body anchor position - Chet rapidly sees his opening.
As Mei Lin attempts to recover from the kick for their next attack, Chet dashes forward and takes to the air, pitching both his legs forward and past Mei Lin.
Chet's hand snaps out as he attempts to bring his hand across Mei Lin's face, spinning around the rooted martial artist if his grasp is successful. Then, a slam to the ground, as he lands on his buttocks, legs forward.
COMBATSYS: Mei Lin dodges Chet's Leaping Lariat Slam.
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Mei Lin 0/-------/-----==|==-----\-------\0 Chet
Anticipating Chet's movement, Mei Lin bends down and narrowly slides away from Chet's grasp before his hands can reach him. The young man staggers back, flinching slightly as the pain from the previous attack lingers in his body and makes his knees weak for a second. Mei Lin bites his lips and focuses to delay the pain he felt, but this might have cost him precious seconds in the fight.
Obviously fatigued from everything he had done so far, Mei Lin's movement are more sluggish and predictable as he lunge forward and attempts to give a powerful palm thrust straight for Chet's sternum.
COMBATSYS: Chet counters Fierce Punch from Mei Lin with Gripping Crush Claw ES.
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Mei Lin 0/-------/-----==|==-----\-------\0 Chet
Chet rolls to his hand and presses up back to his feet, recovered from his failed attempt to take Mei Lin to the ground. As the blind fighter returns to the fray, Chet catches the incoming fist with a lean to the side, his palm over the knuckles and fingers.
Chet's other hand slaps down over Mei Lin's forearm, just before the elbow, as his other hand's fingers interlace with Mei Lin's fingers. He cranks the hand backwards with his iron-hard, smoothly flowing fingers wrenching the hand back, as he presses down on the forearm with the other hand, straining the entire arm backwards. And with that, he twists about and releases, throwing Mei Lin away.
His adamant resolve and will were the only things that kept him standing beyond his limit. His reaction hardly seems to betray pain as Chet slaps his forearm and twists his arm and joints with an expert technique. His body remains stiff, fighting against the grip in vain, allowing the damage to be done before he's released.
Mei Lin staggers a few steps and tries to turn around, slamming his foot into the ground to retaliate, causing a slight tremor that results in a spike of hardened rock to erupt from the ground at Chet's side and bursts forth toward his ribs before it crumbles into soft soil.
Shortly afterward, Mei Lin'S body seems to twist in pain as the delayed agony backlashes and drains the last of his stamina and endurance, causing him to collapse to the ground.
COMBATSYS: Mei Lin can no longer fight.
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COMBATSYS: Chet blocks Mei Lin's Stone Spike.
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Chet's arm comes down to the side, slamming into the stone spike and shattering it over his fist. His arm thrumming with pain and his hand bloody, he fruitlessly dusts off his coat and turtleneck as Mei Lin drops to the ground.
"Well, Mei Lin, I cannot say it has been boring. A piece of advice? Reactive fighting is to your deficit if you are sight-challenged. In the future, attempt to lure your foes."
Chet turns about, sliding his hands into his pockets, and sashays towards his Beamer.
COMBATSYS: Chet has ended the fight here.
Log created on 07:02:39 01/03/2019 by Chet, and last modified on 21:14:26 01/05/2019.