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17 June 2023 Luisana Lopilato vs Alyson Michalka

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VIX: No Walk in the Park @ The Valley Arena Gardens

Posted by caspian on 17 June 2023 at 3:41 am

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2. Luisana Lopilato vs. Alyson Michalka

Luisana:
(35, 5’6, 115, 50:19 FCBA, VIXENs)

Alyson:
(34, 5’8, 33:23 FCBA, Empire Boxing)

BEFORE:
Luisana enters the press hall with a relaxed yet determined aura, dressed in a chic white blouse and form-fitting dark jeans. She pairs it with a tailored black blazer and a pair of stylish ankle boots. The Vixen carries herself with grace and confidence, aware of the challenge ahead. Thoughts of her recent loss to Margot Robbie linger in her mind, fueling her desire for redemption tonight.

Next is Alyson Michalka, who makes her entrance in a fitted black leather jacket that exudes a rebellious vibe. Underneath, she sports a graphic white t-shirt and ripped denim jeans. With an unwavering confidence, she clearly underestimates her blonde foe, seeing her as an easy win.

Luisana first addresses the room, stating: "Alyson, I respect your confidence, but don't mistake my recent loss for weakness. I've learned from it, and I'm more motivated than ever to show my true capabilities. You may think I'm an easy target, but you'll soon find out I’m not to be messed with."

Alyson chuckles dismissively, leaning back in her chair. "Oh, Luisana, you can talk all you want, but talk won't save you in the ring. I'm here to prove that you’re exactly where you belong: beneath me in the pecking order. Get ready to be humbled, blondie."

With their fists raised and eyes locked, both blondes face off on stage later on, ready to pose for the cameras. They get in close with their fists raised to each other - too close, in fact, Luisana accidentally grazing Alyson's tummy with her fist. The unexpected contact draws an immediate hostile response from Alyson, who shoves Luisana back, thinking the Vixen was trying to intimidate her early.

"Watch it, b*tch!" Alyson hisses. "You think you're tough? Just wait till I show you what real strength looks like. You'll be begging for mercy when I'm through with you!”

Luisana, momentarily taken aback by the hostility, regains her composure and meets Alyson's venomous gaze with her own. But before anything else can happen, the fight officials swiftly intervene, rushing in to separate the furious fighters.

Hours later, some semblance of order is maintained, and the lights dim in the arena. Luisana Lopilato enters first with an air of confidence, donning a sleek, form-fitting black sports bra adorned with the VIXENs logo that’s paired with matching black boxing shorts that accentuate her toned physique. As she makes her way towards the ring, her eyes remain fixed on the prize, focused and unyielding.

Alyson Michalka, on the other hand, strides into the arena with a swagger, going for a vibrant red crop top that showcases her chiseled abs, paired with form-fitting white shorts that emphasize her long, lean legs. Her gloves are an eye-catching combination of black and gold.

Once inside the ring, both fighters retreat to their respective corners to make their final preparations. Luisana's corner is a hive of focused activity, Steve Boyd busy adjusting her gloves with precision, ensuring they fit snugly and provide optimal support. In Alyson's corner, her own team works swiftly, securing her gloves and double-checking her equipment.

With the wave of the referee’s hand, HERE WE GO with ten rounds of Bantamweight action!

ROUND 1:
Almost immediately, Alyson lunges forward with wild swings, aiming to take Luisana down in one fell swoop. However, her punches miss their mark or are deftly parried by Luisana's well-positioned guard, the Vixen expecting her foe’s fury and able to slip backwards to avoid those nasty hooks. Then, Luisana swiftly retaliates, launching precise counterpunches that connect with Alyson's face, delivering a series of stinging jabs straight to the other blonde’s nose and lips. With each landed punch, Alyson's confidence wavers, her expression winced in pain, and her steps faltering. Towards the end of the round, Luisa’s punishment finally dissuades Alyson, who retreats to the other end of the ring, looking disoriented and struggling to regain control. The judges' scorecards reflect Lollipop’s wide victory in this opening salvo.

ROUND 2:
But Alyson refuses to back down, bell ringing and the blonde immediately charging back in, tagging Luisa’s arms and body with an onslaught of hooks. Determined and unyielding, some of her punches dig deep, slamming into Luisana's ribs with forceful impact, and forcing the Vixen to retreat and turtle. Not one to be outdone, however, Luisana targets Alyson's vulnerable face, her return jabs landing with precision, snapping her head back or sunk into the cheeks. Middle minute and the ring becomes a battleground, both fighters exchanging punishing blows on each other. Sensing an opportunity, Michalka deflects a hook from the Vixen before driving a perfectly placed uppercut into the center of Luisana's midsection, causing her to stagger backward, looking hurt. There’s a brief moment of surprise in her eyes followed by a grimace of pain. Alyson gleefully harasses her to the head with jabs and swings, but Luisa admits her defeat by staying far and away for the rest of the round. At the bell, the judges' scorecards show that this round was closely contested, with Alyson's sustained aggression earning her the narrow victory on points.

ROUND 3:
Alyson's relentless assault continues, hoping to exploit Luisana's vulnerability with more punches towards her body, each blow aiming to sap her strength and resilience. Alyson drives Luisana towards the ropes, using her size and power to control the ring. She keeps Luisana pinned against the ropes, cutting off escape routes and limiting Luisana's options to run. Alyson's strategy becomes evident as she targets Luisana's vulnerable midsection with a series of punishing blows. Her gloved fists find their mark repeatedly, driving into Luisana's belly with precision and force. The impact sends shockwaves through Luisana's body, causing her to wince in pain and forcing her to endure the relentless assault. Alyson's sinister grin spreads across her face as she tightens her grip on Luisa, relishing in the power she holds over her helpless opponent. With a sadistic gleam in her eyes, she wraps her arms tightly around Luisa's torso, locking her in a merciless embrace. Her gloved hand finds its target, driving into Luisa's vulnerable midsection with a calculated precision. As Luisa gasps for air, her body convulses with each devastating blow. The repeated strikes leave Luisa breathless and vulnerable, a mix of grunts and strained exhalation. Despite being trapped in Alyson's sadistic clinch, Luisana refuses to submit. She clings onto her opponent's shoulders, using them as leverage, then driving her clenched fist into Alyson's sides and ribs. Her punches land with a satisfying thud, momentarily disrupting Alyson's calculated assault. The force of Luisana's strikes causes Alyson to flinch, albeit briefly, as the pain registers in her body. The shrill sound of the bell reverberates through the arena, signaling the end of the grueling clinch. Gasping for air, both blondes find themselves locked in an intense embrace, their bodies pressed tightly against each other. With a sudden surge of adrenaline, they forcefully push each other away, their palms firmly planted on each other's shoulders, taking a few steps back, their eyes fixed on one another. Alyson's lips curl into a wicked smirk. "Payback’s a real b*tch, huh? You're gonna regret ever laying a finger on me." Their chests rise and fall rapidly as they retreat to their respective corners, seeking solace and guidance from their trainers.

ROUND 4:
Luisana, fueled by a mix of determination and vengeance, unleashes a devastating combination of power and precision. With a lightning-fast movement, Luisana unleashes a thunderous overhand right, targeting Alyson's temple with pinpoint accuracy. The impact reverberates through Alyson's skull, momentarily stunning her and throwing her off balance. Seizing the opportunity, Luisana capitalizes on her opponent's vulnerability, driving her towards the ropes. Each punch she lands on Alyson's tummy carries a palpable force, sapping her strength and resolve with every impact. The Vixen alternating her shots, banging another hook off the chin to send her foe sagging into the ropes, looking spent! A final, fierce uppercut hones in on Alyson's sternum, and with a thunderous impact, the punch lands square, sending shockwaves through Alyson's core and causing her to fold over like a fragile ragdoll. A guttural gasp escapes her lips, choked and strained, as the wind is forcibly expelled from her lungs. Alyson's trembling form slides down to her knees, her hands instinctively clutching her wounded midsection! And it’s a KNOCKDOWN for Luisana Lopilato, who stands tall, her eyes gleaming with a perverse delight, relishing the sight of her fallen adversary! The referee's count echoes through the arena, but it becomes evident that Alyson will not be able to rise in time. The count reaches its conclusion, and the fight is declared OVER!

Official Decision: Luisana Lopilato defeats Alyson Michalka via KO4!

AFTER:
Luisana stands tall, her arms raised in victory, while Alyson remains on her knees, unable to recover from the devastating blow.

Luisana emerges as the victor, her fists still clenched, her gaze fixed on the fallen Alyson, a mix of satisfaction and triumph etched on her face.

Taking her time, Luisana approaches Alyson, her eyes glinting with a wicked delight. She reaches out, burying her fingers into Alyson's blonde hair, tugging it mercilessly, further tormenting her defeated opponent. The groans of pain escape from Alyson's lips, a harsh symphony of suffering that fuels Luisana's sadistic satisfaction.

With each tug, Luisana taunts Alyson, her voice dripping with derision and triumph. Luisana hauls Alyson up to her feet, her grip firm and unforgiving. With a wicked gleam in her eyes, she draws back her balled fist and delivers a punishing blow to Alyson's already battered belly.

"And this," Luisana sneers, her voice laced with contempt, "is where my fist belongs, right in your pathetic stomach." Her words hang in the air like a venomous taunt, designed to undermine Alyson's spirit and further crush her already shattered confidence.

As Alyson winces in pain, clutching her aching abdomen and collapses back to her knees, Luisana revels in her dominance. The once proud and cocky fighter is reduced to a mere plaything in Luisana's clutches, as the cameras capture the entire ordeal.