Madness! Blindfolded Battle Against Prince Vegeta!

"Wait a moment." Reiz waved his hand, then called out to Raditz, who was standing not far away, "Raditz, bring me a strip of cloth."

"A strip of cloth? What for?" Raditz blinked, feeling completely bewildered as he scratched his head.

"The kind that's opaque. A black strip would be best," Reiz added, his tone serious.

Raditz stood frozen on the spot, unable to process what Reiz could possibly want with a piece of cloth.

"Are you going to move, or are you just going to stand there gawking?" Vegeta snapped impatiently, glaring at Raditz.

"Yes... Prince Vegeta!" Raditz nodded hurriedly, scratched his head again, and muttered under his breath, "Where am I supposed to find a strip of cloth?"

Despite his confusion, Raditz turned and ran off to find what was requested.

He jogged through the ship, rummaging through various compartments until he finally found a roll of clean black fabric in the storage room.

He tore off a long strip and checked it carefully, confirming it was opaque, before nodding in satisfaction.

In less than a minute, Raditz returned to the training room with the clean black strip and handed it to Reiz with both hands.

"Reiz, here is the cloth you wanted," Raditz said, watching him with curiosity.

Reiz took the cloth, inspected it to ensure it was light-proof, and then calmly wrapped it around his eyes.

The black fabric covered his eyes completely, leaving not a single gap.

Across from him, Vegeta's eyes widened in surprise, and his brow furrowed tightly.

"What... what is the meaning of this?" Vegeta gritted his teeth and asked indignantly, his small face flushing red.

You had Raditz fetch a strip of cloth just to cover your eyes?

Who do you think you're looking down on?

The corner of Raditz's mouth twitched as he stood to the side, momentarily speechless.

He had personally handed over that strip of cloth, never in his wildest dreams imagining it would be used for this.

Nappa and the others were equally stunned, staring at one another in disbelief, each seeing the same shock reflected in the others' eyes.

What is Reiz trying to pull?

Fighting Prince Vegeta with his eyes covered?

Your combat power is still far behind Prince Vegeta's!

At least a difference of 5,000!

You can't even beat Prince Vegeta with your eyes open, so you think you can do it with them closed?

I truly don't know what is going through his head!

"I just learned a new skill and I intend to test it out!" Reiz said to Vegeta with a smile.

Even though his eyes were covered, he turned precisely toward the direction where Vegeta stood.

"Hmph, don't blame me if I hit too hard and you get hurt later!" Vegeta snorted, crossing his arms over his chest and lifting his chin even higher.

"Come on!" Reiz smiled confidently and beckoned to Vegeta.

"Asking for trouble!" With a cold snort, Vegeta kicked off the ground, his body turning into a blur as he lunged toward Reiz.

Reiz instantly entered a state of detachment and activated Ultra Instinct.

Although Reiz could see nothing, his body could clearly perceive every move Vegeta made.

The sensation was marvelous.

Without using his eyes, he could clearly sense Vegeta's presence.

His position, his speed, the trajectory of his attacks, and even his breathing and heartbeat were all presented to Reiz's perception as clearly as a three-dimensional image.

Vegeta didn't hold back, throwing a heavy punch toward Reiz.

The wind whistled as the fist aimed straight for Reiz's face.

Reiz merely tilted his body slightly; like a willow branch swaying in the wind, he nimbly dodged Vegeta's attack.

The fist grazed his ear, not even touching a single hair.

Vegeta paused for a split second, looking at Reiz with surprise and a flicker of doubt in his eyes.

The next moment, Vegeta snorted and charged at Reiz again, his small figure leaving a trail of afterimages in the air as he unleashed a flurry of punches and kicks.

Fists flew and kicks whistled, the onslaught pouring down like a torrential storm.

Reiz used his refined skill to dodge Vegeta's attacks back and forth.

His body seemed to have a consciousness of its own, always making the most appropriate reaction at the very last second.

Shifting left by a fraction to dodge a straight punch, leaning back an inch to avoid a kick, and turning slightly to let an elbow strike pass by.

Every movement was perfectly timed—not a hair too much, nor a fraction too little.

Three minutes later.

"Hah... hah... hah..."

Vegeta panted heavily, fine beads of sweat forming on his forehead, his face filled with shock.

He stopped his assault, bracing his hands against his knees as he stared at Reiz in disbelief.

"What is going on? Why can't I hit him?" Vegeta clenched his fists tightly, his body trembling violently as he felt a wave of stifling frustration.

A combat power of 15,000, 5,000 higher than his opponent, yet he couldn't even land a single touch?

How could this be!

Raditz, Nappa, and the others were all stunned, staring blankly at Reiz with their mouths agape, unable to utter a single word.

Prince Vegeta actually failed to land a hit on Reiz?

And Reiz was doing it all while blindfolded!

What kind of miraculous skill was this!

Furthermore, his evasive footwork was simply too ingenious!

It was as if he had eyes growing on the back of his head!

"Continue!" Reiz's face was full of smiles as he beckoned to Vegeta once more, his tone relaxed and carefree.

"Damn you!" Vegeta was exasperated, grinding his teeth in fury.

"Boom!"

This time, Vegeta pushed his energy to its absolute limit.

A pale blue aura surged around his body, his presence climbing sharply, causing the alloy floor beneath his feet to hum and vibrate.

"Whoosh!"

Vegeta charged forward again, his speed faster than before and his onslaught more ferocious, raining punches and kicks down upon Reiz.

Reiz did not engage Vegeta head-on, instead relying on the footwork of Ultra Instinct to dodge with finesse.

His body was like a feather drifting in a gale, yet he always managed to evade every single strike.

Another three minutes passed.

Vegeta still hadn't landed a hit on Reiz; instead, he had exhausted himself to the point of gasping for air, sweat sliding down his cheeks and dripping onto the floor.

Raditz and the others were all dumbfounded, their eyes wide and their mouths hanging open wide enough to fit a fist.

Prince Vegeta had unleashed all of his energy.

And yet, he still couldn't hit Reiz?

How on earth was Reiz doing this?

Vegeta gritted his teeth and hurriedly pressed the Scouter over his eye to check Reiz's combat power.

"Beep! Beep!"

The Scouter quickly displayed Reiz's combat power reading.

"Combat Power: 10,000!"

"How is this possible?" Vegeta refused to believe it, slapping the Scouter hard, convinced the device was malfunctioning.

My combat power is 15,000!

I am clearly 5,000 points higher than Reiz!

With such a massive gap in combat power, I should be far superior to Reiz in both speed and strength!

Why can't I hit him?

Vegeta felt as if his worldview was crumbling; the suffocating frustration was enough to drive him mad.