MMA Diva (Jī Dòu Nǚ Shén / 擊鬥女神)

Mixed Martial Arts,

dubbed the decathlon of combat sports,

which has relatively few rules.

Fighters can use various fighting styles

from boxing to judo, karate, and Muay Thai.

Mixed Martial Arts is just the modern boxing ring.

Knocked off.

You both know the rules.

Fight when I say fight, stop when I say stop,

understand?

Touch gloves.

Ready.

Ready?

Fight!

"Female Championship Fight of Mixed Martial Arts"

Sheila Lee is the better technical fighter.

Unless she makes unforced errors,

she'll win this championship.

She's my best friend, Sheila Lee,

daughter of the Fight Club owner.

We're neighbors when we were little, then grew up together.

She even taught me a few boxing moves,

then I went to study in Canada.

I now work at mother's accounting firm,

it's a daily battle.

I slowly lost contact with Sheila,

and followed the path my mother chose for me.

I don't know why,

but it's not the life I want.

Chandler, it is kind of urgent,

I need your signature.

Miss Yui, is this okay?

It's fine.

Miss Yui, here's the information that the client requested.

Found you! What are you...

I'm sorry! Did I get any on you?

Think you can touch me?

You're too weak...

Cut the act.

I'm fine, but you're in big trouble.

Why?

Your mother is looking for you, you know what I mean?

You know why?

She wants you handle some big project.

Big...

See her after you finish throwing up.

So many stairs...

Where are you? Your mother's looking for you!

I don't know you.

Cut it out, I'm hot and tired.

Welcome, Miss Yiu.

- Are you here on vacation? - Yes.

Finally, air conditioning.

You do are some kind friend.

You never visit, and now need a place to crash.

Is this how you treat friends?

We're sisters, it's different.

It's been so long, let me hug you.

- You didn't use perfume? - What?

Do I smell bad?

Not good.

What happened?

You used be so put together.

I still am.

These magazines are so old.

Your flowers are dead.

- What's wrong? - Are you sick?

You haven't stopped talking since you came.

Look at you,

you never used to eat junk food or drink sodas.

But it's delicious, try some?

Who can it be?

What's wrong?

You're the same after all these years.

You're ready to throw up, why don't we...

A dozen beers, please!

You're still a tomboy after all these years.

You too!

When did you get back?

6 months ago.

And you never called me!

I work at the accounting firm

from morning to night.

I never even get to see the sun

much less you!

You just don't want to see me.

If that were true, I wouldn't be here.

So you're still afraid of your mom?

You know how she bosses me around,

and criticizes everything I do.

You don't always get to do what you want.

I don't get to do what I want either.

At least, you make your own choices.

You're so strong,

I remember all your moves from all your past fights.

There are lots of better fighters now.

Let's drink first, cheers!

Cheers.

It's been...

Let's play, pretty girl.

Sure, but not with you.

Such attitude, girl.

Let's go.

Don't go.

Finish your drink first.

Let go.

Who do you think you are?

Pretty girl.

Stay a little longer?

Don't touch her!

Don't mess with me!

Are you okay?

It still hurts?

- Let me do it. - My ankle is fine.

It comes with the territory.

Fighters can't be beauty queens.

- It smells awful. - You think so?

How long will you stay this time?

I don't know.

How about you? And how's Fight Club?

The same.

When's your next fight?

You wanted to be the Hong Kong Champion,

then take on the world.

I quit fighting.

Now I have a club to run, and it is time to pass the torch.

Some big sister, right?

And what happened to Shan now?

You want to know?

Go to sleep, let's visit Fight Club tomorrow.

Okay.

- Queen Lei. - Ginger?

You're early, they're not shooting your part yet.

I came to watch you do a fight scene.

You're amazing, you did it in one take.

Keep practicing, you can do it, too.

I will.

Yeung.

Of course, I remember.

I'll see you.

Bye for now.

- Was that Brother Yeung? - You are so nosey.

You two are so sweet,

I wish I had such a nice boyfriend.

I'll leave you to change.

Miss Lei,

Steven wants to see you when you're done.

Okay.

Steven.

You asked for me?

Lei-lei, we need to talk.

Marriage is just a piece of paper,

it's pointless.

That's why I want your blessing, Steven.

Are you that desperate to get married?

Can't you stay single?

Are the bosses upset with me?

Who's upset? You have so many fans!

So, what's the problem?

I'm worried once you get married,

your fans might lose the will to live

and even commit suicide.

If your fan base shrinks,

the bosses will drop you.

Stop exaggerating, my fans aren't like that.

Love makes everyone crazy, you're no exception.

I see what you're hinting at.

But I know Wong Yeung,

he's not what you think.

Silly girl, I know men.

When you're young and beautiful,

they love you.

But when you're old and wrinkled,

they won't love you then.

Not all men are the same.

Wong Yeung is not like that.

All men are the same!

Well, I have to go now,

let's talk another time.

- Lei-lei, listen to my advice. - Bye.

It's been so long since I was last here.

- Let's fight a few rounds. - Sure!

Wait for me!

Stop!

Big Sister, long time no see.

What're you doing here?

I'm here with a business proposal.

Not interested.

You're not welcome here, please leave.

I'll leave if you wish.

But Fight Club has lots of debts,

those loan sharks will come knocking soon.

None of your business.

This place is a dump.

As a fellow fighter, I want to help.

Ten million? What's this?

I challenge you to a match.

You win, you get the money.

If you lose,

I will get the Fight Club, both the name and property.