"Likum Mach Fist!"
Cell erupted with savage force, and a violent aura surged out of his body like a tide. He increased his energy to the limit, clenched three fingers of his left hand into a fist, and just as he was about to swing his arm, No. 17 kicked him sideways with a whip kick, and kicked him into the dense forest on the right.
No. 17 didn’t need to worry about physical strength at all, he just chased after him with a cold face.
Like hitting a sandbag, No. 17 picked up the enemy with blood all over his face and quickly swung his right fist. This punch carried a faint sharp whistling sound, which not only flattened half of the dense forest and seriously injured Cell, but also created an extremely terrifying sonic boom.
After ten moves, the previously complacent Cell was suppressed and put at a disadvantage, and after twenty moves, he had almost no strength to fight back.
Strength, speed and stamina are all at a disadvantage. What should I do now? Cell has already reached the limit of his current form. It is useless to absorb human life essence. The upper limit of his initial form is so high.
He can't beat No. 17 now! Bulma of the future created a combat power detector with a maximum upper limit of 1 billion. Cell knew that his maximum combat power in his current form was 390 million, which could have crushed No. 17 with a combat power of 300 million and No. 18 with a combat power of 275 million.
What was going on now? Conservative estimates put the combat power of this android at more than 500 million! This was too puzzling for him. How could No. 17 be so strong? Cell felt that his plan, which he had worked so hard to plan and endured humiliation, had just begun, and then it had strangely died.
No. 17 kicked him in the ribs, and most of Cell's bones were broken. He spat out a mouthful of extremely sticky green blood. No. 17 felt extremely disgusted. As a member of the Yan Party, he felt that this guy's constant talk of absorbing himself and No. 18 was simply a blasphemy.
The young man with the red scarf kicked Cell to the ground, endured the nausea, grabbed his tail with one hand, then stepped on his back, exerted force with his arms, shouted loudly, and forcibly broke Cell's tail.
He casually threw away the tail with the suction cup: "Ugly monster, now let's see what tricks you have."
Cell was like an old hen being strangled by the neck, his voice trembling: "Who are you? You can't be number 17! Number 17 is not that strong!"
No. 17 was about to speak when Cell put his hands in front of his forehead and said, "Sun Fist!"
He wanted to use the cover of strong light to quickly evacuate the battlefield.
The plan was good, but he underestimated number 17.
As a player who persisted to the end of the Tournament of Power, No. 17 was valued by Ino and spent a lot of effort to recruit him. He must have enough strength and wisdom.
"How many times have Son Goku and his crew used this move? Didn't Dr. Gero give you detailed statistics? I guessed that you would have this move." He used his faster reaction speed, closed his eyes in advance, increased his speed and strength to the extreme, rushed forward, and punched through Cell's chest.
The Sun Fist requires the conversion of Qi into light energy. The person using this move also needs to close his eyes. The androids do not have "Qi". By the time Cell realizes that the enemy is in front of him, it is already too late.
His chest was pierced from front to back, and his cells were frantically giving him warnings, but he felt his strength rapidly draining away and his body growing weaker and weaker.
"Go to hell, you ugly thing!" No. 17's left hand delivered an attack close to Cell's face. The next second, the cylindrical shock wave punched a big hole in Cell's head with obvious insect features.
No. 17 threw his body out, and before it landed, he launched a large number of energy missiles. He attacked continuously for a minute. The energy missiles like a tide not only shook the earth's crust with a dull "rumbling" sound, but also completely submerged Cell.
The dense forest, the path beside the forest and Mr. Satan's villa had all disappeared. He stopped in mid-air, observed carefully, and made sure that nothing was missed. Then he met up with No. 16 and No. 18 and continued on his way, thinking about making money to pay off the debt.
Ino helped him "develop his potential" and the effect was very good. He thought that No. 18 could also give it a try. Of course, this attempt would mean taking on more debt. Is there any difference between owing 20 million and owing 40 million?
No. 17 thought there was no difference, but No. 18 thought there was a big difference!
Mr. Satan's villa was razed to the ground, and the news made the front page headlines of news all over the country half an hour later.
Reporters were unable to contact Mr. Satan. According to Bidili, her father suddenly had severe abdominal pain and was not available for an interview.
Almost four hours later, a group of people, secretly assisted by the local police, entered the battle scene to search.
They belong to the world's top consortium, Red Pharmaceutical Group.
More than thirty guys wearing full protective suits were constantly searching the scene with instruments in their hands.
Soon, a lucky person found a small piece of meat at the root of a tree that seemed to be still wriggling.
He quickly called his immediate superior: "General Violet!"
"Shut up!" General Violet must have been a beauty when she was young, but now she is obviously old and a little bloated. However, from her frowning and angry look, one can still vaguely see some of her former outline.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, General Violet. Madam, please look at this." Lucky said, pointing at the small piece of meat.
"Hmm, there is a strong energy reaction. This should be what Commander Mazzeta wants. Seal it up immediately and look for it nearby."
The kill of No. 17 was actually done very cleanly. Even the tail that was initially torn off was turned into nothing by his energy bomb. The fact that the little meat ball was able to survive was something that even Cell himself could not have expected.
The Red Pharmaceutical Group quickly completed the search, erased all traces of their presence, and left the scene with the little meat ball, returning to headquarters.
Karin found two more Super Dragon Balls. By the time Ino concealed the Super Dragon Balls and returned to Earth, seven days had passed.
On the highway, two groups of people were about to have a fight. On the left were No. 17 and his three companions, and on the right were Sun Wukong, who had just returned to Earth, and his friends.
Strictly speaking, the androids were studying the bus routes, and then the Earth warriors came over to attack.
"Sun Wukong, I must kill you." No. 16, who is two meters and five centimeters tall, was very proactive this time. Killing Sun Wukong was his core program and had nothing to do with protecting nature or small animals.
No. 17 and No. 18 were also somewhat moved, but they were able to rely on their own humanity to resist the core program.
The expressions of the Earth warriors were different. Even Tien Shinhan had fallen behind at this time. His combat power was just over one million, Krillin was less than half a million, and Yamcha was only around two hundred thousand. They could no longer help in a battle involving hundreds of millions or even billions of people. Vegeta and Piccolo were staring at their old opponents, while Son Goku looked at No. 16. The battle between the two sides was about to break out.
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