(Results: Lookout!, Words: Caspian)

3. Emily Ratajkowski vs Dua Lipa II (Bantamweight)

Emily:
(27, 5’7, 24:13 FCBA, VIXENs)
Dua:
(24, 5’8, 3:1 FCBA, Holloway Boxing)

BEFORE:
"I've been asking for this rematch for a good while now," Emily smirking to the cameras backstage. "I still think I should've won our last outing, but it doesn't matter. We're both here to fight once again, and I promise to kick her ass this time round."

"That's what she said last time, if I recall," Dua grinning back from across the table with a knowing look - that same expression of a woman who knows she's already won this challenge before. "Emily’s overrated, and if I have to beat her twice to prove that, so be it."

We've said it before: these two ladies bear a haunting resemblance to one another, and if it wasn't for the one-inch height advantage that Lipa's bringing to this fight, these two might as well be twins facing off at the podium.

Later in the arena, Lipa donning a red sports bra and white boxing trunks, a pair of mustard yellow gloves raised above her head as the referee announces her name to the fans. Ratajkowski back to tearing her clothes off, exposed body relaxed though in her charcoal grey bra and panties, puckering lips towards her opponent as her introductions are made in the ring. There goes the bell and HERE we go with ten rounds of Bantamweight action!

ROUND 1:
Emily flies into action early this time. No more of that hesitancy like the previous time these two duked it out. She dominates Dua for the first two minutes as a result, sending her staggering backwards with each successive blow to the middle of her forearms. Dua forced to be the mole in this whackin’ game, forced to hide her face behind her guard each time Emily flies in at her and fires off a flurry. Ratajkowski serious about not letting up on the pressure, even if she has to take some return jabs to the face. Dua doing her best to control her aggression, but Emily’s also emboldened after her recent win over Shay Mitchell just a few nights ago. She ends the round with a wide margin of points, still bouncing on her feet as she goads Lipa to “BRING IT!”

ROUND 2:
Lipa with a comeback performance when she takes the Vixen’s advice - she meets Emily in a head-on collision course and THROWS DOWN with her rival in spectacular, mutually-destructive fashion! These two ladies plow gloves into faces before going after each other’s body, mutual grunting echoing throughout the arena as elbows chug away down below. That’s one fatal flaw in Emily’s plan: she didn’t expect her opponent to charge in right back at her. Emily doing her best to hold her own, but the taller Lipa starts to dominate past the middle mark, blocking most of her hooks and then rocking her to the jawline with a nasty swing, sending Ratajkowski stumbling back and a roar from the crowd that follows her misfortunes. Dua advancing after her, sending a few more straight punches into Emily’s nostrils before the bell rings and stops her partying ways. Emily no longer smiling as she rubs her nose on the way back to corner.

ROUND 3:
Lipa definitely brought the goods, and people forget that the singer is herself coming off a well-deserved victory over Cara Delevingne in the recent FNL event. Dua training for dual fight-camps this month as well, and it’s just a matter of time before we find out which girl is the more adaptable after ten rounds of this action. Lipa certainly the more measured of the two, slow steps advancing forward, deliberately crowding Emily’s space out as she shoots in punches at specific points to stun the nose, lips and Ratajkowski’s body. Ratajkowski on the other hand getting more and more flustered, sensing her chances of winning already going downhill. She’s jumping all over the ring, trying to find a suitable opening to unleash abuse on Lipa. She does sneak in the occasional knick to the chin or punt to Lipa’s ribs, but otherwise remains on the receiving end most of this round as Lipa manages to rally twice in a row.

ROUND 4:
Lipa just needs to turn up the pressure slow and steady, like bowling a frog by gradually turning up the heat on a stove. She stalks forward, arms raised, employing the same strategy of blocking most of Emily’s incoming strikes before unleashing some of her own into the Vixen’s face. But Emily not some dumb animal, knows exactly what’s going on here after the first minute of abuse. She refuses to play by the rules after that, stays mostly at a distance and moving in tandem with Dua’s advance, therefore negating her rival’s strategy. None of that dance-fever movements this time, and Emily manages to pick her shots more wisely, rocking the Brit with excellently timed shots to the nose and lips, momentarily dazing Lipa. Dua growling, face twisting in frustration, otherwise powerless to stop these counter-attacks from landing even as the bell rings and she finds herself suddenly out on the porch.

ROUND 5:
Girls catch each other off guard whenever they can, roaring into action once they sense the smallest scent of weakness from the other. Emily sticking to her strategy of jabbing from afar, and Dua copies that for the first minute. End result is a lot of mutual grunts from lips as they pounce at the same moment, slamming shots into faces or chests, each one trying to outsmart the other but getting outsmarted instead. Dua wisely hangs back in the second minute, slightly dazed after taking another glancing blow to the head. As expected, Ratajkowski giving chase immediately, firing more punches towards her face. Lipa blocking well, takes a couple to the tummy before she deflects the next swing well, which throws Emily off balance from the lost momentum. HOOK to the Vixen’s head is perfectly timed, making Emily stumble backwards on the spot, a look of shocked surprise on her pouty lips! Lipa growls and jumps in with another hook slammed into the nostrils, SENDING EMILY DOWN TO ALL FOURS!

It’s a KNOCKDOWN for Dua Lipa! The crowd lets out a roar, witnessing the same outcome from their previous outing! Could this be twice in a row of embarrassment for Emily Ratajkowski? Referee chanting those numbers above her as Emily tries to rise back up. She’s at least alive, never fully kissing the canvas. She’s shaking her head back and forth, a look of defiance etched onto her face instead of the characteristic, hopeless pain. She catches Lipa smiling in her corner and that expression suddenly turns into a scowl. Bad blood between these two ladies continues as Emily makes it up by the count of 8, and this fight continues!

ROUND 5:
Dua reading the tea leaves and senses her own victory incoming. This time, no more exercising of caution as she flies forward looking to end things. Emily taking a continued shellacking as she’s forced to cover up from the blows rocking her guard, her body also absorbing punishment as Lipa swings low into those proud abs, relishing the grunts of pain from the Vixen’s lips. Emily tries to clinch up with her mid-way into the round, and is semi-successful, pushing Dua backwards with arms wrapped around her chest and keeping their lanky bodies glued together. Lipa scowling, shoving at the shoulders right back, and the two girls end up exchanging more swipes down at the tummy before the referee manages to separate them. Round ends and it belongs to Dua, though she looks kinda disappointed that we’re still heading into another round of festivities.

ROUND 6:
Dua slightly shocked when she resumes the pressure, only to eat a sudden one-two jab combination to the lips from Ratajkowski, who’s determined to fly back into dominance. The Vixen still fighting cautious of course, arms up and moving back, but now deliberately counter-punching long jabs into Dua’s face, and especially the body, sensing a weak area there whenever a blatant hook lands on her ribs and Lipa has a completely stunned look on her face as she’s stopped in her tracks. This goes on for at least two minutes, but Lipa gets the last laugh when she predicts one of Emily’s incoming hooks, parries it away with ease, then rocks a hook of her own into the model’s face for some wicked payback. Emily lets out an UGHH!! quickly backing away, anticipating another rush forward, but before Dua can finish her off, the bell rings and crushes the singer’s dreams. Ratajkowski manages to stem the bleeding somewhat, taking a much needed round for herself in this fight that’s going the distance!

ROUND 7:
There goes Lipa at the opening bell! BOY is she not mincing any more words, rushing towards Emily and hoping to end this fight right now! She’s been through concerts that have not been as grueling as this rivalry, ROCKING Emily to the middle of her arms with a powerful cross, then hounding the shocked Vixen backwards with more straight shots to her guard! She seems to going all-out and we admire her courage, with Ratajkowski squealing in disapproval whenever a glove threatens to scream its way through the arms and send her to kingdom come. Lipa not breaking through the walls however, even after a minute of this abuse, then content with bodying up against the American girl and torture her body instead: low-pumping HUP HUP HUPPP as Lipa pounds away on Emily’s breathing belly. Emily reduced to low gurgles, gloves grasping at shoulder, lips on skin, trying to stay alive and somehow rally back. The Vixen at least shows she’s still alive in the fight, shoving her own fists into the chin and face in order to disorient Lipa, then sneak in a couple of her own dull hooks off Lipa’s midriff as the bell closes the action off. It’s not the round either of these girls wanted as they shove each other off and stumble back to corners.

ROUND 8:
That last round has left Lipa drained and spent, with none of that explosive energy being brought to bear this time. If it’s any consolation, Ratajkowski ain’t faring that much better after that abuse she withstood, and the two girls are content to circle and shoot jabs at each other for the better part of the first minute. Lipa however left perplexed when one of her hooks misses entirely, and suddenly, it’s Emily Ratajkowski who’s roaring in, hoping to capitalise on her weakness. Emily’s swinging like the wind, hooks banging off the arms or the tummy, before a one-two quick uppercuts lift the singer off her feet as they’re buried into her body. Lipa grunting, folded over, her mouthpiece almost shooting out from between her lips. She has no choice but to back away, only finds the ropes for support as the reversal of fortunes is complete: this time, Emily on her case like white on rice, trying to shove her weak arms out of the way before burying more leather into her body and chest. Lipa groaning, trying to make herself seem small, Emily taking aim at her head whenever she surfaces for air. Lipa not entirely gone just yet, but still looking helpless in the pocket, batting her own gloves off the Vixen’s body but generally not having any effect other than pissing Ratajkowski off even more. Round ends and Lipa’s corner is certainly breathing a sigh of relief - their girl managed to survive another tough round by the skin of her teeth!

ROUND 9:
Now both girls are looking entirely spent, and it’s a rare occasion that we’re even heading into the ninth round thus far in their careers! This is how badly both sides want to win here, especially to secure the coveted third fight in this stable war. One more win at this point will mean that one stable would be one step away from their declaring victory tonight! But that’s surely not on these girls’ minds as they come forward and circle once more: both Lipa and Emily have their eyes set on each other, determined to have their opponent lying at their feet by the end of tonight. Dua initiating with a couple of jab-jab-HOOK combos, but they’re easily blocked or avoided as Emily weaves backwards. Dua however takes this as a sign to charge at her with whatever remaining strength she has left. It’s a mistake though, because Emily’s last feint sees her roaring back easily, avoiding a blazing cross aimed at her head before SLAMMING her own into Lipa’s face! UGHH! Lipa dazed as her face knocked back, swaying comically on her feet as her lips part in shock. Emily follows up with another BLAST into her face, sending her crashing backwards into the canvas like a mannequin who got clotheslined into hell! OUCH! For Ratajkowski, it’s a much awaited KNOCKDOWN!!

Lipa left breathing on her back as the crowds rise up on her behalf, half of them chanting her name trying to get her back up, the other half shouting out their delight as Emily stumbles back to her corner to catch her breath! But Lipa looks completely out like a light, her eyes squeezed shut, blinking at the bright lights and making little motion to even try and recover! Referee hits the mandatory 10-count and WAVES the rest of her chances off! This fight is OVER!!

Official Decision: Emily Ratajkowski defeats Dua Lipa via KO9!

AFTER:
Sweet vengeance on Emily’s part as she evens the score between these two hellcats! She allows a small smile to break over her face, but ultimately is too tired to do anything else other than gloat at her fallen rival as she leaves the ring.

“I think we’ve proven who’s the better woman here tonight,” Ratajkowski huffing to reporters later on backstage. “She tried hard to bully me in there, but I wasn’t having any of it. Any time she wants to try her luck at losing again, she knows where to find me.”

Lipa has to be helped out of the ring and then escorted backstage, the medics tending to her injuries (which include a black eye and bruised ribs) every step of the way. It looks like she’s just participated in THE fight of her career, and if it’s any indication of her skills or tenacity, we feel that she has a bright future in the ring regardless of tonight’s outcome.

VIX/Holloway Stable War II: 2:1