Combat Power 900 Billion

"You wouldn't understand even if I told you, so I won't bother," Reiz chuckled, starlight flowing around him, making him appear even more composed.

"Hmph, you! How will I know if you don't tell me?" Vegeta glared at Reiz, his small face turning bright red with anger.

"This is called Ultra Instinct," Reiz replied simply.

"Ultra Instinct? What's that?" Vegeta looked confused, scratching his head. "You mentioned that name before!"

"See? I told you, and you didn't know," Reiz smiled slightly, starlight dancing gently around him.

Vegeta's face darkened, and he glared at Reiz again.

"Simply put, Ultra Instinct is a rather special skill. Once mastered, it grants immense power," Reiz added.

"Immense power?" Vegeta blinked, instinctively reaching for the scouter on his eye.

Smack!

With that press, Vegeta jabbed his index finger right into his temple, wincing in pain.

"Ouch!"

Vegeta clutched his temple, tears welling up from the pain.

At that moment, Vegeta suddenly remembered that his scouter had already overloaded and exploded, leaving him with nothing.

"Wh-what's your Combat Power now?" Vegeta quickly asked, ignoring the pain in his temple.

"I'm not sure either," Reiz shook his head, then turned his gaze to Linoshi. "What do you think it is, Linoshi?"

"Hmm, that's hard to say. If we had to convert it to Combat Power, it would be at least 900 billion," Linoshi thought for a moment and gave an answer.

She spoke earnestly, her blue eyes blinking as if stating a fact.

"You-you-you... Are you kidding me?" Vegeta's eyes widened, and he exclaimed in disbelief, his voice trembling. "900 billion Combat Power!"

His mind went blank.

What did 900 billion even mean?

His proud 15,000 was less than a fraction of 900 billion.

"Y-yes," Linoshi lowered her head shyly, nodding softly, and began to fidget with the hem of her battle suit.

"Stop joking! How is that possible!" Vegeta expressed deep doubt, shaking his head forcefully.

900 billion was completely beyond his comprehension.

Reiz ignored Vegeta, narrowing his eyes slightly as he looked towards the direction outside the training room.

He keenly sensed another spaceship rapidly approaching them.

However, this spaceship was extremely far from his own, and it would take at least another half hour to catch up.

The aura wasn't too strong, but it wasn't weak for Vegeta.

"I must say, cultivating Ultra Instinct has even increased my sensory range," Reiz sighed deeply.

Previously, he could only sense auras within a few hundred kilometers, but now that range had expanded by hundreds of millions of times.

He could faintly perceive the life auras within the entire galaxy.

"Yes, yes," Linoshi nodded gently, also sensing the presence of the spaceship. "It's probably Frieza's people again."

"The person this time... their Combat Power isn't very high, seems about the same as Prince Vegeta's," Reiz smiled, his gaze falling on Vegeta.

"What are you two talking about? Did Frieza send someone after us again?" Vegeta blinked, then quickly ran to the spaceship window to look.

He leaned against the porthole, cupping his hand over his eyes, straining to see outside.

As a result, Vegeta saw nothing.

Outside the window was only the vast expanse of starry sky, dotted with countless stars, deep and serene.

It would be strange if he could see it.

After all, Cui's spaceship was extremely far from them, impossible to see with the naked eye.

"Someone with a Combat Power of around 16,000," Reiz quickly identified the opponent's Combat Power, his tone relaxed.

"Combat Power 16,000?" Vegeta frowned slightly and turned away from the porthole. "Could it be that guy named Cui?"

"Cui? It's him?" Reiz suddenly realized.

In Frieza's Army, Cui was considered a lower-ranking individual compared to Dodoria, with a Combat Power of around 16,000. He was smooth-talking and obsequious, not very capable but full of himself.

"Hmph, let me deal with him!" Vegeta snorted, suddenly showing interest, his small face filled with fighting spirit.

"His Combat Power is 1,000 higher than yours. Are you sure you want to fight him?" Reiz asked with a smile, a hint of amusement in his eyes.

"Hmph, only 1,000 higher! He's definitely no match for me!" Vegeta smiled confidently, his chin raised, arms crossed.

Saiyan pride wouldn't allow him to back down.

A mere difference of 1,000, what was that?

"Alright then, find a planet to stop at," Reiz commanded.

Vegeta didn't object and turned to pilot the spaceship.

His small hands rapidly tapped on the control panel, setting a new course and searching for the nearest habitable planet.

However, just as Vegeta's hands changed the command on the spaceship's operating system, he suddenly felt something was not quite right.

The next moment, Vegeta's hand froze in mid-air.

Then, Vegeta turned his head and glared at Reiz, his small face turning bright red.

"Reiz, you scoundrel, I haven't settled the score with you for knocking me out yet!" Vegeta clenched his fists tightly in anger.

"Your Highness Vegeta, are you sure you want to provoke someone whose Combat Power has reached 900 billion?" Reiz was amused, a teasing smile appearing on his face, the Starlight around him faintly shimmering.

Vegeta's mouth twitched, his face instantly turning pale.

Crap!

He almost forgot such an important matter.

This guy's Combat Power is far too high compared to mine.

Even if it's not 900 billion!

Even if it's only 1 million, I'm still no match for him!

"Hmph! Considering you are my teacher, I'll let this matter slide!" Although Vegeta appeared cold, with his arms crossed and chin held high, his words were clearly a sign of backing down.

Linoshi held back a laugh from the side, her shoulders trembling slightly, her blue eyes full of amusement.

She suddenly found this little prince quite cute.

His attitude of backing down was quite good!

It seemed he was truly scared by Reiz.

"Whoosh!"

The spaceship streaked across the starry sky, leaving a brilliant trail as bright flames spewed from its rear, speeding towards a certain planet.

The Starlight outside the window rapidly receded, stretching into long ribbons of light.

Five minutes later.

The spaceship landed on a planet with an extremely harsh environment.

"Boom--"

The ship's landing gear touched the ground, kicking up a sky full of yellow sand.

The three of them disembarked from the ship.

The environment of this planet was indeed not good, with yellow sand flying everywhere, and the air filled with a foul odor, like rotting plants mixed with the smell of sulfur.

The wind howled, whipping up sand that struck the ship's hull, making crackling sounds.