Now You Can Show Your Hands

"Um... this..." Toppo blinked hard.

Jiren turned a blind eye.

"Jiren, the reason I called you here is that I want you to spar with this Apprentice God of Destruction from Universe 10, Vegeta," Vermoud hurriedly stepped forward and said to Jiren.

As he spoke, Vermoud pointed at Vegeta.

Jiren immediately looked at Vegeta with calm eyes.

A brief silence.

"Not interested." Jiren shook his head, refusing decisively.

Vermoud: "..."

Vermoud felt his entire world go dark.

Does this guy Jiren not even give me any face?

"Defeat him, and you can name your own terms," Vermoud said, lowering his voice.

"You know that my greatest wish is to resurrect my master, Jieqing," Jiren said.

"It can be done. As long as you defeat him, I will find a way to resurrect your master," Vermoud pondered.

"What way do you have?" Jiren asked.

Vermoud: "..."

"Don't make things difficult for me, alright? I will find a way; leave it to me," Vermoud promised.

"As long as I defeat him, you will find a way to resurrect my master?" Jiren asked again.

"Correct." Vermoud nodded with a solemn expression.

"Fine, I believe you." Jiren took a deep breath and agreed.

Since Lord Vermoud is willing to help resurrect my master.

Then I believe the chances will be much higher.

I will fight this one match for him.

"Swish! Swish!"

Just then, Cus and Marcarita also moved and appeared on the scene.

It was Marcarita who had contacted Jiren through her staff just moments ago.

That was why Jiren had rushed over from afar.

"Oh my, oh my... it seems the competition is to continue," Cus smiled.

"Lord Vermoud, how many more years are you planning to add?" Marcarita also asked with a smile.

"Hmph, another 1,000 years! If Jiren loses this time, I'll work for Rumsshi for 1,000 years!" Vermoud snorted.

"And if he wins?" Marcarita asked.

"If he wins, the previous 100 years will be wiped clean," Vermoud gritted out through his teeth.

Marcarita: "..."

"So, Lord Vermoud, whether you win or lose, you don't really gain any advantage..." Marcarita sighed helplessly.

Vermoud felt a sting in his heart.

Marcarita, could you not be so brutally honest?

That's enough...

It really feels like I don't gain anything even if I win.

"Lord Vermoud, actually, if Mr. Jiren wins, you could try a different kind of competition," Marcarita whispered in Vermoud's ear.

"Oh? Such as?" Vermoud's eyes lit up.

"For instance, I heard that the Supreme Kai of Universe 10 also has a disciple," Marcarita said with a smile. "You could have the Supreme Kais' disciples compete against each other."

"But... our Supreme Kai of Universe 11 is in his prime and hasn't taken any disciples yet," Vermoud shook his head.

"It's not too late to take one now," Marcarita smiled. "For example, Mr. Dyspo down there would be quite suitable."

Vermoud's eyes shone.

That's a good idea.

Get that guy, Supreme Kai Kai, to take Dyspo as a disciple, and then have Dyspo fight the Universe 10 Supreme Kai's disciple.

That way, I might just be able to win it all back.

Forget it, I can't worry about that much right now.

Let's just have Jiren win the match as quickly as possible first.

"You two... you may begin," Vermoud smiled.

With Jiren stepping in, that little brat named Vegeta won't be able to stir up any trouble at all.

"Go, Jiren!" Toppo cheered for Jiren as well.

Jiren cast a deep look at Toppo.

This little guy actually managed to defeat Toppo.

That is quite remarkable, all things considered.

However, he is still far from being a match for me.

"We can begin now. Come," Jiren beckoned to Vegeta.

Vegeta kept his hands in his pockets, showing no intention of taking them out.

"The battle begins!" Vermoud shouted.

Rumsshi took a deep breath.

A new round of combat was about to start.

I wonder if Vegeta can win me those 1,000 years.

"Let me try this move," Vegeta said, his tail twitching slightly as he pointed the tip of it toward Jiren from a distance.

Jiren looked at Vegeta with an expressionless face.

"Swish, swish, swish!"

The next moment, beams of light shot out from Vegeta's tail.

These beams whistled through the air toward Jiren.

Watching the fiery red beams flying toward him at high speed, Jiren let out a cold snort and swatted them away one by one, sending them flying in every direction.

Jiren neutralized the flames shot by Vegeta with ease.

"Swish!"

Vegeta's figure flickered, and he vanished from his spot instantly.

In a mere heartbeat, Vegeta appeared behind Jiren.

"Bang!"

Vegeta launched a flying kick, aiming straight for Jiren's back.

Jiren seemed to have sensed it long ago; he lightly raised his right hand and tilted his body slightly to block the incoming kick.

"Snap!"

Jiren reached out and grabbed Vegeta's ankle.

Immediately after, Jiren began to spin in place, swinging Vegeta by his ankle.

One circle!

Two circles!

Three circles!

"Snap!"

Jiren had just finished the third circle when he suddenly felt his hand loosen, as if something had flown away.

Jiren paused, stunned, and when he looked closely, his eyes widened in shock.

To his surprise, he was only holding onto a single leg.

Vegeta's body was gone.

What was going on?

"Bang!"

Vegeta descended rapidly from the air, aiming a kick at the top of Jiren's head.

Jiren's reaction was lightning-fast; sensing the situation above him, he immediately raised an arm to block Vegeta's attack.

"Bang!"

Jiren followed up with a backhanded slap, sending Vegeta flying backward.

"Snap!"

As he flew backward, Vegeta immediately regenerated his severed leg.

Jiren frowned slightly.

"Oh my, what kind of strange fighting style is this?" Marcarita sighed.

Cus also covered her forehead, looking completely helpless.

"This style looks novel, but it's completely useless," Vermoud snorted from the sidelines.

Rumsshi said nothing.

Rumsshi had also realized that this guy named Jiren was no simple opponent.

Vegeta had been fighting him for several minutes, yet he hadn't gained the upper hand at all.

Also, Vegeta, you brat, hurry up and take your hands out of your pockets.

Even in this state, you're still keeping your hands in your pockets!

"Not bad, you are indeed even stronger than I imagined," Jiren said, looking at Vegeta with a smile.

"I think so too," Vegeta replied with a smile.

"Can you take your hands out now?" Jiren chuckled softly.