Apprentice Angel's Guidance, Ultra Instinct!

"Fine." Reiz nodded, not objecting, and added, "It just so happens you can take a look and perhaps offer some pointers."

"Ah? You want me to offer pointers? This... this doesn't seem appropriate, does it?" Linoshi looked a bit flustered, waving her hands hurriedly, her voice tinged with anxiety. "My combat power is only 200, while yours must be at least 2 million, right?"

Reiz: "..."

As expected of an Angel.

She could determine my exact combat power level so easily.

"Ah... I was just guessing... wasn't I?" Linoshi seemed to realize she had said the wrong thing. Like a child who had done something wrong, she blushed, her voice growing quieter until the last few words were barely audible.

She lowered her head, staring at her toes, looking as if she were waiting to be scolded.

"There's a saying: among any three people, there must be one who can be my teacher." Reiz said with a smile, his tone relaxed. "Even though my combat power is high, it doesn't mean my combat techniques are excellent."

"If... if you don't mind, then I'll give it a try." Linoshi said softly, still keeping her head down, though her tone held a hint of seriousness.

"I don't mind at all." Reiz waved his hand.

Without further hesitation, Reiz began to train right in front of Linoshi.

He took a deep breath, spread his feet, crouched slightly, and then threw a punch into the air.

The wind from his fist whistled, tearing through the air and emitting a sharp, explosive crack.

He didn't stop.

One punch, two punches, ten punches, a hundred punches.

The sunlight shone on his toned upper body, and sweat slid down the contours of his muscles, glistening in the light.

Linoshi stood to the side, watching quietly.

Her gaze followed every movement Reiz made, from the trajectory of his fists to the shifting of his feet, from the rhythm of his breathing to the flow of his energy.

A hint of contemplation gradually appeared in her pale blue eyes.

She didn't speak, just watched intently.

However, as Linoshi observed Reiz's earnest training and his handsome face with sweat trickling down...

For a moment, Linoshi was stunned, a flush spreading across her face.

She stood on the rock, motionless, her hands subconsciously clutching her battle armor, her blue eyes fixed directly on Reiz, her gaze somewhat dazed.

The gale blew past her, causing her black hair to flutter gently, but she was completely unaware.

Reiz trained for a while before suddenly noticing that Linoshi's expression was a bit off.

Her gaze was too focused—focused to the point of infatuation.

He stopped and shook the sweat from his hair.

"Hey, how was it?" Reiz asked from a distance.

"Ah? What was?" Linoshi immediately snapped back to reality, the flush on her face deepening. She hurriedly lowered her eyes and asked in a small voice.

Reiz: "..."

Reiz was speechless.

What do you mean "what was"?

I was training so seriously just now, and you dismissed it with a simple "what was"?

He took a deep breath and, suppressing his patience, asked directly: "How were my attacks and other techniques?"

"So... so handsome!" Linoshi murmured softly, looking completely lovestruck.

Only after she finished speaking did she realize what she had said. Her face turned bright red to the tips of her ears, and she wished she could find a hole to crawl into.

Reiz: "..."

I admit I am handsome...

But the problem is, aren't you a little too infatuated for a little Angel?

He shook his head helplessly, though the corners of his mouth curled upward involuntarily.

"Ah... I understand now, you wanted me to give you some pointers." Linoshi finally regained her composure and said with a sudden realization, her tone laced with embarrassment.

Reiz nodded gently.

"I wouldn't call it 'pointers'... I... I'll just share my suggestions. After all, your combat power far exceeds mine." Linoshi said softly, not even daring to meet Reiz's eyes, instead looking off to the side at a rock in the distance, as if there were a flower growing on it.

"Go ahead, I'm listening." Reiz smiled slightly and took a few steps toward her.

Feeling him approach, Linoshi's body stiffened slightly, and she gripped her battle suit even tighter.

"I don't know much about your fighting style, but... but my father once taught me some combat techniques." Linoshi said, her voice quiet and her face flushed. "I'm not sure if these techniques are suitable for you."

Reiz's heart skipped a beat.

Linoshi's father had taught her some combat techniques.

If things were as he expected, wasn't Linoshi's father the Grand Priest?

That was the most powerful deity in the entire universe!

Even the Omni-King is likely not as powerful as he is, right?

"Whether it's appropriate or not, tell me and let me judge for myself," Reiz said with a smile, his gaze filled with a hint of anticipation.

Linoshi raised her head, cast a quick glance at him, and then lowered her eyes again.

"The technique my father taught me is called Ultra Instinct. It is a skill that severs the direct control between the brain and the body, allowing each part of the body to think independently and react to danger with zero delay, purely by instinct," she explained earnestly. Although her voice was soft, it was much steadier than usual. "If you can truly master Ultra Instinct, your strength will advance by leaps and bounds, allowing you to resolve any crisis."

Reiz looked at Linoshi in silence.

It really was Ultra Instinct!

If he could learn Ultra Instinct, wouldn't he just take off from here?

What were Super Saiyans, or even Super Saiyan 2, 3, 4, and so on?

In the face of Ultra Instinct, they were all just small fry.

"That sounds pretty good. Can you teach me?" Reiz asked with a serious expression, his eyes full of expectation.

"Ah? You really want to learn?" Linoshi felt a bit embarrassed and couldn't help but exclaim, her blue eyes widening.

"Yes," Reiz nodded, his expression becoming even more solemn.

"This... o-okay then." Linoshi hesitated for two seconds, but ultimately agreed readily.

After she finished speaking, she lowered her head again, the tips of her ears turning as red as if they were dripping blood.

"By the way, who is... your father?" Reiz asked casually.

"My father? Ah... oh dear... a few years ago, my father died in battle..." Linoshi lowered her head, feeling a bit guilty as she answered in a low voice.

After saying that, Linoshi suddenly seemed to feel she should act sad.

Then, she gently wiped away a tear and sniffled.

Reiz: "..."

Is it really appropriate to talk about the Grand Priest like that?

Watching Linoshi try so hard to feign sadness while clearly looking guilty, Reiz almost burst out laughing.

"It seems we Saiyans have many orphans..." Linoshi sighed softly, bit her lower lip, and tried to make her expression look even sadder.

"Indeed, after all, we are a warrior race, fighting abroad year after year..." Reiz let out a long sigh, looked up at the starry sky, and said in a deep voice, "One day, the Saiyans will pay the price for their actions."

He played along with her act, casting his gaze toward the distant horizon with a solemn expression.