oil wrestling matches

The padded fighting pit was filled with oil, clearly made out to be more of a show than a competition. The women were only given loincloths to fight in and lost when they were pinned, submitted, or rendered ****.

Shiro smiled a bit to herself. The sign that the officials resorted to oil wrestling made her more confident that she was the only fighter with any skill at the tournament. She wore the fundoshi with comfort and pride, her scar-dotted but lovely body on display and enviously glanced at by many of the girls.