Battered by relentless blows, Cell had not given up. He slowly climbed out from the rubble.
His eyes filled with disbelief as he looked at Vegeta.
How could this damned monkey's strength grow so fast?
But Cell quickly calmed down—he could still fight!
It was just pain. He could return the blows. After all, he carried the genes of so many powerful beings. The advantage was his!
So Cell immediately exploded with ki, fists clenched, and rushed at Vegeta.
Bang!
Confident in his punch, Cell was stunned when Vegeta casually blocked it and then, with a smirk, landed another crushing blow.
"Urgh!"
"N-No… Impossible!"
"Your strength isn't supposed to be like this. Are you really Vegeta?!"
Holding his stomach, Cell staggered backward, eyes wide in disbelief as he spoke.
Hearing this, Vegeta smirked.
Then, under everyone's gaze, he slowly raised a thumb and pointed it at himself.
With arrogant confidence and a grin, he said:
"I am… Super Vegeta!!"
"You've got to be kidding me!"
Unwilling to accept reality, Cell roared and lunged forward once again.
Bang! Bang! Bang…
The two began a new round of fierce combat.
In the sky, the two figures collided over and over, accompanied by constant sonic booms and overwhelming force.
High above—
Krillin held the detonator in his hand, staring at the battle below in disbelief.
"This is insane… Vegeta's gotten this strong already?"
After a few moments of daze, he shook his head.
"No, I still have something important to do!"
At that moment—
"You're going to destroy 18, aren't you?"
A calm voice echoed beside him.
Without thinking, Krillin blurted,
"Yeah. I can't let Cell absorb 18, but… it feels kinda wrong to do it to a stranger."
A stranger?
Aishi noted to himself—so this version of Krillin hadn't even met 18 yet. (Patch applied—no kiss!)
Even better.
Krillin, only now realizing the presence behind him, spun around in shock.
"Who are you?!"
His pupils trembled. He looked at the unfamiliar figure in disbelief.
When had he appeared behind him?
To show up so silently—this guy's strength must be terrifying.
Krillin began to shake.
Am I about to get clobbered again?!
Goku, save me!
"Aishi."
Aishi made no effort to hide his identity.
Then he glanced at the device in Krillin's hand and said lightly,
"Give me that detonator. I need it."
Krillin froze, quickly hiding it behind his back.
"No way. That's the only way to stop Cell from becoming complete. I can't give it to you."
"Don't worry. If you hand it to me, I'll take care of Cell for you."
Aishi said calmly.
Krillin blinked.
That's some serious bragging.
Even Goku wouldn't dare make such a promise, right?
And this guy just shows up out of nowhere—where does his confidence come from?
Sizing him up, Krillin dismissed Aishi outright.
He looked like a high schooler, probably just learned how to fly somewhere. He couldn't be that strong.
"Well, alright then."
Aishi shrugged as if giving up.
Just as Krillin began to breathe a sigh of relief—
Swish!
In the next instant, the detonator vanished from Krillin's hand—and appeared in Aishi's.
"Thanks!"
Aishi waved and slowly descended.
Watching Aishi fly off into the distance, Krillin felt as though something important had been stripped away from his life.
…
Bang!
"Vegeta! That's enough. Fighting like this is meaningless!"
Cell, having taken hit after hit, finally couldn't hold back his frustration.
Hearing that, Vegeta snorted and mocked him.
"You ugly freak, don't tell me you want to surrender because you can't win? How cowardly—your genes disgust me!"
"#%*@!!"
Veins bulged on Cell's forehead. This damned monkey had such a filthy mouth.
Just wait until I become perfect. Then you'll be the one begging.
I'll make you kneel and sing for mercy.
"Hmph, this is only my second form. I still have a perfect form. If you dare, let me reach it!"
Cell growled through clenched teeth.
"Father, no! We can't let him become perfect!"
From the sidelines, Trunks couldn't hold back anymore. He rushed forward and shouted.
Cell glared at Trunks—
You little snitch!
But Vegeta didn't listen. In fact, he seemed intrigued.
"Oh?"
"Cell, you say you can become perfect? Then fine—I'll allow it. But don't go crying when Perfect You still gets wrecked by me!"
Cell's eyes lit up.
"Hahaha, Vegeta! You're a real man! I'll make sure your corpse stays intact!"
"No way!"
Trunks quickly stepped in to stop them.
Cell turned to Vegeta and gave him a look—
See what I mean? Look at your kid!
"Trunks, stand down!"
Vegeta's brow furrowed, and he barked the order.
"No, Father! I won't let you make this mistake. I'll defeat Cell myself!"
Trunks said firmly.
"Looks like your kid has no respect for you, Vegeta,"
Cell added fuel to the fire with a sneer.
"Trunks, don't make me fight you!"
Vegeta's voice was sharp with anger.
"If that's what it takes… then bring it on!"
Trunks stood his ground.
He believed his father could still see reason.
"Tch…"
"You brat… Don't think I'll hold back!"
Vegeta flared his aura and charged at Trunks.
Trunks' pupils shrank—He's serious?!
He had no time to think—he had to power up and block the incoming strike.
Both of them were in Super Saiyan 2, so their clash now was like two tanks ramming each other.
…
Elsewhere—
From a hilltop, 18 pulled back her half-revealed face and let out a long breath.
Her tense expression finally relaxed, a smile of relief forming.
"Phew… Good. They're fighting each other now. Looks like they won't be coming after us."
"16, we're safe!"
16 nodded.
"Yes. We should keep hiding for a while. As long as we're not found, we should survive this crisis."
"Really?"
A calm voice spoke just then.
Aishi descended from the sky, landing on the mountain in front of them.
He casually played with the detonator in his hand, gazing at the two below.
So this is 18, huh?
After automatically filtering out 16, Aishi focused on 18.
Not bad—even more beautiful than in the anime.
Blonde hair, blue eyes, smooth radiant skin, a tall and slim figure, perfectly proportioned.
Far more vivid and perfect than the anime version.
"Who are you?"
18's red lips parted slightly, her pretty face full of surprise.
She was stunned. When did he get here?
He and 16 hadn't even noticed him.
How did things change so fast?
Just a few days ago, the three of them were kicking Piccolo, punching Goku, capturing Vegeta…
But today, everyone seemed stronger than ever.
And now, a mysterious figure had appeared out of nowhere.
"I'm Aishi—a passing Saiyan."
Aishi smiled.
(End of Chapter)
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