Ty Lee (Avatar) vs Shampoo (Ranma 1/2)

The two China dolls had bashed their way to the women's finals of the local tournament. Both were experts on pressure points and martial arts, but the tournament had been more gimmicky than they'd have wanted. It was a "catfight tournament," meaning there was no martial arts, weapons, or anything too professional. The audience would be looking for hot, brawling combat.

The girls both had to ignore their training, fighting with nothing but strategy and muscle. The bubble-headed girls stalked around the ring, smiling at eachother.

"Shampoo only need serve you beating to win now," Shampoo gloated in her thick Chinese accent and broken English. "This be over fast."
"Really?" Ty Lee asked, the gymnast walking on her hands casually. "I honestly thought the opposite. Let's see which of us is right then, huh?"

She grinned and did a hand spring right at Shampoo, surprising her and locking her knees around Shampoo's ears. She brought the Chinese Amazon to the ground, slapping Shampoo wildly as she flailed to try to block them. She finally reached up and grabbed the buns in Ty Lee's hair, pulling at them sharply to heave the acrobat off her.

"No fool round with you," Shampoo spat. "I kill!"