Liv Morgan vs "Michin" Mia Yim

"Watch Me!"

Liv Morgan's music blared loud and proud from the arena speakers as the big screen started to display the garish colour splashes of the woman herself's entrance video. The crowd were a mix, cheers and boos as Liv bounced out excitedly onto the stage, her long blond hair bobbing as she pranced back and forwards before stopping in centre stage and striking an innocent looking pose, one hand under her chin and smiling sweetly like butter wouldn't melt.

"Liv is looking extremely confident here tonight Mark" Jerry Lawler said, watching as the petite woman continued to dance her way down the ramp to the ring.

"She's almost looking excited to be in this match." Mark replied "You have to wonder if she's looking ahead, she knows Rhea Ripley is in the final qualifying match and those two women have a lot of history"

"They do indeed, and I'm sure Liv would love a chance to humiliate her rival but she has to focus on the here and now"

reaching the bottom of the ramp Liv slid under the bottom rope and into the ring. She was wearing a T-shirt cut into a tank top with her own "Liv's on top" slogan printed across the front. the front however had been cut open daringly to reveal a push up black bra which got certainly got the fans excited but was a huge weak spot on her attire. Below her T-shirt Liv also wore a tiny pair of denim booty shorts which revealed a lot of her cute backside sitting at the very top of surprisingly long legs for such a short woman.

Entering the ring at a slide Liv stayed on her knees, looking around at the audience mischievously, licking her lips as she anticipated the match before her, or maybe as Jerry Lawler had said, the potential match with Rhea Ripley. When her music stopped Liv looked slightly annoyed but bounced to her feet and went to the opposite side of the ring, facing the ramp and sitting on the middle rope, her arms over the top as she waited for her opponent.

A few moments later Mia Yim's music replaced Liv's and the crowd cheered again. "Michin" Mia Yim strutted out onto the stage, a blue bandana over her face and her long blue hair tied back in a tight ponytail. She was wearing a pair of small tight blue wrestling shorts that showed off the tattoo on her right thigh as well as a tight sleeveless wrestling top which, like Morgan's, also had a hole in the middle to show off her cleavage, though hers seemed like it would be more sturdy than Liv's simple torn shirt. Mia Yim struck her own pose at the top of the ramp before she strutted down the ramp and towards the ring.

"Mia Yim here is a surprise addition to the tournament King, one that many people would say took the place of other women, like maybe Alexa Bliss" Mark said over Mia's music.

"Well that may be true, but Michin is a beautiful young woman Mark, and she's shown she has what it takes to wrestle with the other women of the All Humiliation Women's Wrestling." King replied "Plus, Michin is crazy!"

"She might be King but not many people would rate her chances here and it looks like Liv is one of those doubters." Mark followed up, pointing to Morgan in the ring.

Liv was still sat on the ropes but was stifling a yawn as she watched Mia Yim approach her. Yim for her own part was playing up for the crowd, having removed her bandana and thrown it to the audience before she clambered the outside of the ring and stood atop the turnbuckle, glowering down at Liv. She had clearly heard the comments of the doubters and wanted to prove them wrong. Liv slid gracefully off the ropes and flicked her hair over her shoulders as Mia yim jumped down from the corner. The music died and the referee signalled for the bell.