"You can't beat me!" Broly smiled smugly, crossing his arms and imitating Vegeta, though it didn't look quite right and appeared rather comical.
Vegeta felt stung, his expression growing increasingly ugly, but he had no way to retort.
Rez covered his forehead with his hand, looking helpless.
They could even get into a fight over this!
Though Vegeta is truly unlucky...
Having followed me, and with Broly by my side, he's bound to suffer quite a bit in the future.
Broly, meanwhile, had changed into new battle armor and walked out, looking refreshed.
It was a spare Saiyan battle suit that fit him reasonably well.
He walked to the table, picked up a bottle of mineral water, hugged it to his chest happily, and began gulping it down with a look of pure enjoyment on his face.
"Rez, heal me!" Vegeta gritted his teeth, wincing in pain as he walked up to Rez and spoke hurriedly.
He pointed to the injuries on his face, looking at Rez pitifully.
"What are you thinking? Do you really think healing doesn't consume energy!" Rez scolded him crossly, glaring at Vegeta. "These minor injuries don't need healing at all."
"Damn it!" Vegeta gnashed his teeth in anger but was helpless to do anything about it.
He rubbed the injuries on his face, gasping in pain.
Suddenly, as if he had remembered something, his eyes lit up.
"Then… then teach me Ultra Instinct! I want to learn it!" Vegeta looked at Rez expectantly.
"For this kind of thing, you need to ask for Linoshi's permission first." Rez smiled and looked at Linoshi.
Vegeta immediately shifted his gaze to Linoshi, wanting to seek her consent.
"I… I don't have any objections." Linoshi said hurriedly.
"See, she said she has no objections!" Vegeta was ecstatic, almost jumping up.
"However… His Highness Vegeta might not be able to learn Ultra Instinct." Linoshi added, her tone carrying a hint of hesitation.
"You… what did you say? You're saying I can't learn it!" Vegeta asked in surprise, his smile freezing on his face.
"Yes, given His Highness Vegeta's state of mind, it is not very suitable for practicing Ultra Instinct." Linoshi shook her head gently, looking at him earnestly with her blue eyes.
"What a joke! Just tell me how to practice it! Don't worry about anything else! I, Vegeta, refuse to believe that I can't even learn Ultra Instinct!" Vegeta huffed, crossing his arms and holding his chin high.
Rez smiled and didn't say anything more.
Immediately, he relayed all his insights on practicing Ultra Instinct to Vegeta in detail.
"First, you must discard all distracting thoughts and enter the Mushin state…"
Rez's voice echoed within the spaceship, and Vegeta listened intently, nodding from time to time.
...
Time passed second by second.
Vegeta sat cross-legged on the floor of the training room, his brows furrowed tightly, his face flushed red.
He tried hard to think of nothing, but the more he tried, the more chaotic his mind became.
One moment he thought about the pathetic state he was in after being beaten by Broly, the next he thought about Rez's terrifying power level, and then about Frieza's figure of 120 million.
He was so anxious he was scratching his ears and cheeks, his hair messed up into a bird's nest, unable to enter the Mushin state at all.
"Rez, are you sure this is how you practice it?" Vegeta felt frustrated, suddenly opening his eyes and asking hurriedly, his tone full of impatience.
"I told you you couldn't do it, yet you insisted on pushing yourself!" Rez scolded him crossly, glancing at him.
Afterwards, Rez beckoned to Broly, who was still holding his mineral water bottle and drinking: "Come here for a second!"
"Don't steal my water!" Broly protected his bottle, looking at Rez with vigilance, clutching the water bottle even tighter to his chest.
Rez: "..."
He even learned to guard his food!
"Hmph, nobody is going to steal your water for no reason. There's so much water over there, drink as you like." Vegeta rolled his eyes at Broly and pointed to the box of mineral water in the corner.
Broly bared his teeth at Vegeta with a fierce expression, then obediently walked forward, but still clutched the water bottle tightly in his hands.
"Did you understand the method of practicing Ultra Instinct that I just explained?" Rez asked.
Broly shook his head with a confused look, his eyes occasionally darting to the water bottle in his hand, afraid someone might snatch it away.
"Stop joking, Rez. If I can't practice it, how could he possibly learn it!" Vegeta huffed, looking smug, feeling much more balanced in his mindset.
He crossed his arms and lifted his chin slightly, finally regaining a bit of superiority.
"Um… is there a possibility that only Rez is suitable for practicing Ultra Instinct…" Linoshi interjected embarrassedly, her voice very soft, as if afraid of hurting Vegeta's feelings.
Although Linoshi's voice wasn't loud, it was still keenly caught by Vegeta.
"Are you saying only Rez is suitable for practicing Ultra Instinct?" Vegeta was taken aback, a bit confused, and shot a sidelong glance at Linoshi, asking, "Then can you do it?"
"Ah? Me?" Linoshi panicked a little, her blue eyes flickering, and she hurriedly said, "I… I only know a tiny bit!"
She lowered her head, her fingers beginning to twist the hem of her battle suit again.
"Let's not talk about this for now; we'll find ways to look for skills suitable for you all to practice later." Rez smiled and waved his hand gently, giving Vegeta a way to save face.
"Forget it, I'll just continue practicing in our Saiyan way." Vegeta looked disappointed and sighed.
Speaking of which, Vegeta suddenly thought of something and turned to look at Broly, who was still drinking water.
"Hey, Broly, you're a Saiyan too, right?" Vegeta glanced at Broly and asked.
"I don't know." Broly scratched his head, looking bewildered.
"Then why did you attack me?" Vegeta asked again, his brows furrowing.
"My dad told me to beat you up, to beat you to death; it's that simple." Broly replied truthfully, his tone flat.
At the mention of his father, Broly began to tear up again, his eye sockets turning red.
Then he took another big gulp of water, forcing himself to hold back the tears.
The gulping sounds were exceptionally clear in the training room.
Vegeta: "..."
"Do I have a grudge against your dad?" Vegeta frowned and asked crossly.
"My dad didn't say." Broly shook his head and continued drinking water.
"I seem to have heard a little about this." Rez mused, his gaze falling on Broly.
"What matter?" Vegeta was taken aback, looking up at Rez.
"You and Broly are Saiyans born in the same batch. It is said that when the King saw your power level back then, he was immediately overjoyed." Rez explained with a smile.
"That goes without saying! My power level when I was just born was extremely high; I belonged to the super-genius warrior class!" Vegeta smiled confidently and puffed out his chest.
"And then, when the King saw Broly's power level value, he seemed to be startled." Rez smiled, his tone carrying a touch of deeper meaning.
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