America: Starting with the Last Liberty

Chapter 129 Jiu-Jitsu Training 4K

Peggy lay helplessly on the floor, looking as if she had been pulled out of the water.

The five or six minutes it took to subdue Rosen had completely exhausted Peggy, and she didn't have the strength to get up for a while.

The onlookers fell silent, convinced that if they were in Peggy's position, they wouldn't have been able to defeat Rosen either.

This guy's body is truly freakish; not only is his physical strength astonishing, but the strength of his bones is also terrifying.

Peggy was clearly using all her strength by the end, but she couldn't do anything to Rosen.

Rosen stretched his arms, then stood up and reached out to Peggy, who was still lying on the ground. Peggy originally wanted to slap Rosen's hand away, but for some reason she didn't, and Rosen pulled her up.

"Fuck! Rosen, don't tell me you actually practiced the 'Demolitionist' technique!"

Perhaps trying to save face, Peggy even claimed that Rosen had martial arts skills.

"Instructor, if I had kung fu training, why would I need to come to you? Actually, I just have good physical fitness."

Peggy glared at Rosen, then looked at the others.

"Everyone, move along! There's nothing to see here!"

The others, including referee Tommy, left quickly, but today's fight will surely spread and become new fodder for conversation among the other trainees at the Quantico training base.

Well, the Quantiko training base is relatively closed off overall. Trainees have no way to contact the outside world, so they can only find some fun within the base.

After about ten minutes, Peggy finally regained her strength. She stood up and patted Rosen on the back.

"What are you doing?"

"I'm examining your body. Please follow my instructions to perform some actions."

Following Peggy's instructions, Rosen performed some rather strange movements, some of which resembled a normal kick and could easily lead to muscle strain.

So much so that Rosen thought Peggy was messing with him.

However, Rosen soon understood why Peggy had done that.

"I can see that you haven't received any combat training, or even any sports training. You haven't even stretched your ligaments."

Peggy's expression grew increasingly sullen; she never expected to be defeated by a novice.

They were simply outmatched by talent.

It's like you invite your friend to play League of Legends, but your friend has never played a MOBA game before, yet still manages to beat you.

Anyone would be extremely frustrated in this situation, and might even quit the game.

"Is it too late for me to start practicing martial arts now?"

Peggy gritted her teeth and looked at Rosen with envy.

"Of course you have time. Your physical abilities are so abnormal that you could become a fighting master with just a little training."

but----"

Rosen noticed a sinister smile suddenly appear on Peggy's face, and a chill ran down his spine.

"But what?"

You'll find out soon enough.

"

A few minutes later, screams like pigs being slaughtered echoed from the combat training ground.

"Ouch! Ouch! Ouch! Ouch! Ouch! Ouch!"

"Stop yelling! Weren't you being pretty tough just now?"

Although he knew Peggy was stretching her ligaments, Rosen still felt there was something wrong with Peggy's smile.

At Rosen's age, he's past the prime age for stretching his ligaments.

Generally speaking, adolescence, specifically the period between 6 and 18 years old, is the most suitable time for ligament stretching.

At that time, the bones were not fully closed, the joints were more flexible, and it was easier to open the ligaments.

However, Rosen was already 21 years old, and his bones and ligaments were basically fully formed, so it was naturally very painful for him.

After Peggy finished stretching Rosen's ligaments, he collapsed to the ground.

It hurt so much! Rosen had been armbared by Peggy for almost ten minutes and it didn't hurt this much.

Seeing Rosen's miserable state, Peggy laughed gleefully a few times.

"Rosen, your strength and explosiveness are rather average, but you have a strong ability to withstand blows, so I've decided to teach you some Jiu-Jitsu. Flexibility training is a basic requirement for Jiu-Jitsu, and there will be a series of flexibility exercises to follow. Go home and rest today, and come back to me in a couple of days when you've recovered."

With that, Peggy left the fighting training arena with a grin, leaving Rosen looking like he'd been humiliated.

When Will returned to the dormitory, he was startled to see Rosen limping and in pain.

"Rosen, what's wrong? Why do you look like this?"

"Will, I just went to Instructor Peggy Gray for extra combat training."

"Huh? Did Instructor Gray beat you up like this?"

"No, Instructor Gray just helped me stretch my ligaments, that's why I ended up like this."

"Your ligaments were torn, I thought you'd been injured—"

Will almost blurted out certain words, but he noticed Rosen's murderous gaze.

Will promptly shut up; he felt he was about to get punched if he continued.

"Cough cough! Is it very painful to stretch your ligaments?"

"Hmm? Why don't you try it first?"

Will noticed Rosen's sinister expression and immediately refused.

"No! I'm a technician. I don't need to go to the scene like you, and I don't need to be so good at fighting."

Rosen was immediately disappointed; he really wanted others to experience his pain.

Will is 26 years old this year, and his ligament extension must be much more painful than Rosen's.

Unfortunately, Will didn't fall for it.

Rosen spent an extremely painful night in his dormitory, but he recovered the next day.

This situation greatly surprised Peggy.

"I thought you'd be in pain for a few more days! With your physical condition—you must be from a planet with a red sun, right?"

(Krypton has a red sun, and Superman is just an ordinary person in front of the red sun.)

"If I were a Kryptonian, would I need to learn fighting techniques from you?"

"Okay, come find me after physical training today."

And so, Rosen's arduous combat training began on that day.

Ground fighting and Jiu-Jitsu both require a certain degree of flexibility in the body, which is quite different from traditional fighting.

Explosiveness and strength are no longer the key attributes; reaction speed and flexibility are more important.

Rosen has no shortage of reaction speed, especially after acquiring the Spider Ace, his reaction speed is terrifying.

However, flexibility must be developed gradually. Fortunately, the Ironman card provides strong recovery, allowing Rosen to maintain his body without any problems even after rigorous training.

So after a month of training, Rosen's Jiu-Jitsu skills had become quite impressive.

Although they are still a little lacking in technique, their physical fitness can make up for the lack of technique.

Regardless of the type of fighting, it ultimately comes down to physical ability; techniques can only be effective when physical abilities are similar.

Therefore, Peggy has gradually lost the ability to control Rosen, and even proposing various rules to restrict Rosen has been ineffective.

For example, if someone is locked down for more than 3 seconds, they will be declared the loser, without giving Lawson a chance to turn the tide with his physical abilities.

Or it could be a set of fighting moves, where you can only win by using these moves to suppress your opponent.

Rosen felt that the day he could defeat Peggy head-on was not far off.

Late at night, at Quantico's combat training ground.

Although everyone had already gone back to their dormitories to rest, there were still two people sweating profusely in the combat training arena tonight.

In the ring, Rosen was skillfully using the Jiu-Jitsu techniques he had learned to subdue Peggy.

Despite Peggy's best efforts, she was still unable to break free from Rosen.

The difference in physical fitness between the two sides is simply too great.

Compared to the stiff bodies of white and black people, Rosen, who is of Asian descent, is indeed exceptionally talented in Jiu-Jitsu.

As a result, even Peggy, as his mentor, was no match for him.

Under Rosen's patient and relentless pressure, all Peggy could do was slam her fist on the floor and admit defeat.

This time, Peggy finally had no excuses left. She had set all the rules, but she still lost.

"Phew! Rosen, you've basically mastered all the ground fighting techniques. What you need to do next is increase your practical experience against different opponents and integrate these techniques into your understanding."

Jiu-Jitsu is something that requires different fighting styles depending on the opponent; you definitely can't just train with Peggy.

"I will."

"I'll arrange for someone else to spar with you tomorrow. You should also learn about the fighting styles of different fighting schools."

Peggy struggled to get up, but because she had used up too much energy in the fight, her legs gave way and she fell directly onto Rosen.

This situation startled both of them, and then Rosen subconsciously said something.

"Instructor, am I strong enough now?"

Peggy's face immediately turned red, and her breathing became much more rapid.

Jiu-Jitsu is a fighting technique that requires full physical contact to be effective, so Rosen and Peggy have had quite a bit of physical contact these past few days, but none of them have been as romantic as today.

The sweat on her body seemed to have turned into the smell of hormones, making Peggy feel dizzy.

"So, do you want to go on a date with me?"

Peggy gently bit her lip, her eyes glistening with a hint of moisture.

"The first day I saw the instructor, I wanted to go on a date with him."

"Then you really are a bad trainee. As your instructor, I have to punish you!"

Thus, a new round of Jiu-Jitsu sparring training began.

Peggy's flexibility once amazed Rosen; she could always do things that Rosen could not imagine, and at one point Rosen could not keep up.

However, Rosen also had his strengths, including formidable stamina, which allowed him to gradually turn the tide of the battle.

Finally, Rosen used unconventional offensive techniques to forcefully lock Peggy down, leading to her utter defeat.

This was Peggy's worst defeat ever, to the point that the usually strong-willed woman burst into tears.

Rosen could only hug Peggy to comfort her, but Peggy cried even harder, and the ring was covered in tears.

Finally, after half an hour of comforting, Peggy finally cried herself out, but she was so exhausted that she lost consciousness.

Rosen looked at the messy arena with some helplessness. He definitely couldn't leave like this, otherwise the whole of Quantico would know about it the next day.

Fortunately, the fighting training ground had cleaning tools. After Rosen carried Peggy to the rest area, he began cleaning the ring.

After finally cleaning up the strange-smelling liquid, Rosen tidied up and prepared to take a shower.

When Rosen passed by the lounge, he discovered that Peggy had actually woken up.

"Instructor, are you awake?"

Peggy gritted her teeth and looked at Rosen, her face still bearing that defiant expression.

"Rosen, I didn't expect you to be so good at this."

"It's alright, at most I'm at the level where people call me 'Dad'."

Upon hearing this, Peggy's expression froze, because during the recent Jiu-Jitsu sparring session, she had unconsciously uttered a certain word due to her crushing defeat.

Therefore, Rosen's statement was merely a statement of fact and had no intention of insulting anyone.

But sometimes, telling the truth is a huge insult, and Peggy's face was flushed with shame.

"Shut up! Don't say another word!"

Enraged, Peggy got up, wanting to give Rosen a rear-naked choke, but her previous crushing defeat left her weak and her legs gave way, almost causing her to kneel on the ground.

Instead of continuing to tease Peggy, Rosen promptly helped her up.

"Look at you, you're so careless!"

Peggy glared at Rosen, clearly displeased with what he had just said.

This woman is too strong-willed.

"Don't mention that incident again!"

"Okay, okay! Do you want to take a shower together? You're all sweaty and stinky from practicing!"

The combat training ground has a public bathroom where trainees or instructors can shower after training.

Peggy sniffed her body and indeed smelled of sweat, so she nodded.

"Okay, let's take a shower together. Wait! You, you better not do anything rash!"

"Reckless? What reckless? Instructor, I suddenly don't understand what you're saying!"

"Ah! Rosen, let go!"

"Instructor, this is the best way to get you clean inside and out! Don't worry, I'm a professional!"

"No, no!"

Soon, cheerful shouts filled the public bathroom, growing louder and more melodious.

There were no secrets at the Quantico training base, and news of Rosen's success in winning over Peggy spread quickly.

As a member of Quantico, Rosen's success in winning over Peggy caused quite a stir.

Many guys who might be Peggy's suitors came to cause trouble for Rosen, and Rosen treated them all as fighting experience points.

Well, once Rosen, who possesses the Iron Man ace, masters Jiu-Jitsu, he is basically invincible in one-on-one fights.

However, in one-to-many situations, Rosen still has a lot of room for improvement.

After all, as an FBI agent, Rosen couldn't guarantee that every battle would be one-on-one; there would always be times when he was surrounded and attacked.

Peggy then taught Rosen many fighting techniques to deal with being surrounded.

Peggy is proficient in various fighting styles, and has even learned some martial arts from Tokyo University, but she is not a specialist in jujitsu.

It's just that Jiu-Jitsu is more effective against opponents with better physical abilities.

Rosen absorbed Peggy's knowledge like a sponge, and in just three months he had learned the basics of various fighting styles.

During this period, Rosen also learned about firearms, investigative skills, intelligence analysis, tactical training, and other aspects.

Rosen has the best knowledge of firearms; he can now skillfully disassemble most firearms on the market, and his shooting accuracy has greatly improved.

I'm no longer a random shooter.

As a result, Rosen successfully graduated from the American FBI National Academy with outstanding grades in just three months.

Although he has only completed the trainee agent course, if Rosen wants to become a higher-level agent in the future, he will still need to come back for further training.

Even those who want to switch to technical positions need to come here for training.

(Peggy Gray)