Travel through Buu and the worlds

Lin Feng was accidentally involved in a time and space rift. He fused the Chaos Orb and traveled through time and space. He chose the unsealed Majin Buu. The remaining good Grand Kai divinity and the awakening of the devil in his body guided him to start a journey through parallel worlds.

Form: Majin Buu’s chaos-reinforced body, the body shape of an earthling, mastering Majin Buu’s abilities, and comprehending the laws with Majin Buu’s incomplete divinity and devilishness.

Travel through Buu and the worlds
Chapter 1: Traveling Through Majin Buu
On the Blue Water Planet, an unknown space-time rift suddenly appeared
On the top of a lonely mountain, the night sky is clear and dotted with stars. Caesar, an ordinary urban youth, is looking up at the starry sky alone, his heart full of curiosity and yearning for the unknown world. He never thought that his fate would change drastically at this moment.
Suddenly, a dazzling light streaked across the sky and headed straight for Caesar. It was a chaotic ball of light, emitting an ancient and mysterious aura. Caesar felt his eyes go dark, and he was swallowed by the power and lost consciousness.
When he opened his eyes again, he found himself in a strange space, surrounded by flowing chaotic air, and the ball of light was floating in front of him, slowly rotating and emitting a soft light.
“Is this… the Chaos Pearl?” Caesar was horrified. He had read about the Chaos Pearl in ancient books. It was a treasure that could travel through time and space and control everything. He never expected that he would have the chance to encounter it.
At this moment, the Chaos Orb suddenly shone brightly, and a powerful force enveloped Caesar. His consciousness began to blur, and he felt that his body was being pulled by an irresistible force through an endless tunnel of time and space.
Dragon Ball Z Future World, before Trunks leaves,
When Caesar woke up again, he found himself no longer in that strange space, but in the ruins of an unfamiliar city, surrounded by dilapidated buildings and the air was filled with the smell of gunpowder.
He looked around and was surprised to find that this place was exactly the same as the future world in “Dragon Ball Z”.
“I…I traveled through time?”
Caesar muttered in disbelief.
At this moment, there was a violent vibration, and a huge spaceship appeared in the sky. It was the one that Babidi used to transport Majin Buu. However, this spaceship looked extremely dilapidated at this moment, as if it had experienced a war.
Caesar was about to flee when he saw the spaceship suddenly disintegrate. A powerful energy wave emanated from it, enveloping him. He felt a sharp pain and then lost consciousness.
When he woke up again, he found that he had merged with the wreckage of the spacecraft, and an unprecedented power surged in his body. He was surprised to find that he could sense everything around him and even control part of space and time.
“Is this… Buu’s power?”
Caesar was shocked.
It turned out that under the influence of the Chaos Orb, he not only traveled through time and space, but also accidentally merged with the wreckage of Babidi’s spaceship and part of Majin Buu’s power to form a new existence.
Caesar soon discovered that he could not only sense and control power, but also change his form through this power. He decided to use Buu as the main body, transform into his own appearance, and began to travel through the parallel time and space of Dragon Ball.
He took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and felt the surging power in his body. As his will surged, his body began to change, gradually showing his original appearance, but his eyes were flashing with the strange light unique to Majin Buu.
“From now on, I am Caesar and Buu.”
He whispered to himself, his eyes flashing with determination and expectation. He knew that his journey had just begun.
After Caesar got familiar with his new body, he began to explore this world. His consciousness was like an invisible net, instantly covering the entire Aquamarine Planet (Earth), sensing the fluctuations of every life. In the process, he accidentally discovered a secret laboratory hidden in the ruins, which was the masterpiece of Dr. Gallo, who had created powerful warriors Androids 13, 14, 15, and 16.
Although the laboratory was in a mess, Caesar was able to sense a few faint breaths of life. He followed the breath and soon found a few androids in the ruins. They were lying there quietly, as if waiting for something. Caesar recognized them at a glance. They were Dr. Gallo’s last creations – the androids No. 13, 14, 15, and 16 who had not yet awakened.
Caesar’s mouth curled up into a cold smile, and his eyes flashed with greed. He knew that these androids contained powerful energy. If they could wake up and use it for his own benefit, then his strength would surely rise to a higher level. So, Caesar stretched out his claws without hesitation and began to devour the energy in these androids.
His movements were swift and graceful, as if he was performing a sacred ritual. As energy continued to flow in, Caesar’s body began to emit a faint light, and his strength continued to rise. As he devoured the artificial humans, they gradually lost their vitality and eventually turned into nothingness.
After devouring the android, Caesar was not in a hurry to leave. He began to carefully search the entire laboratory and took away all the valuable things in it. Whether it was advanced scientific and technological equipment, precious data and documents, or those unfinished experimental subjects, he took them away one by one. He knew that these things would become his capital to conquer the world in the future.
After looting the entire laboratory, Caesar finally left with satisfaction. He stood on the ruins, looking at the prosperous city in the distance, with the fire of conquest flashing in his eyes. He knew that his time had come, and all life on this planet would submit to him.
West City Shelter Ground,
As night falls, the stars are like tiny diamonds inlaid in the deep sky. Inside the shelter, an uneasy tranquility shrouds every inch of land.
This is the last safe haven for humans and the strong, and it is also the unspeakable pain point in Trunks’ heart.
Trunks stood at the edge of the shelter, the breeze blowing through his slightly messy silver hair, his emerald green eyes that inherited the blood of Vegeta’s family flashing with determination and reluctance.
His injuries have healed thanks to Bulma’s high-tech treatment, but the trauma in his heart will take time to heal.
The strength of Android 17 made him deeply aware that the road to changing his destiny is destined to be bumpy.
“Mom, I’m ready.”
Trunks’ voice was steady and powerful, yet it also contained a barely perceptible tremor.
He turned around and looked at the middle-aged but still heroic woman not far away – Bulma.
The years have left traces on her face, but have also endowed her with a more resilient temperament.
Bulma stood next to the newly developed time machine, her eyes filled with mixed emotions.
This machine is the result of her and Trunks’ joint efforts, and is their only hope to travel through time and space and save the future.
“Trunks, have you really decided? Going back to the past means you will face countless unknowns and dangers.”
There was a barely perceptible choke in her voice.
Trunks nodded, his eyes firm, and said,
“Yes, Aunt Bulma. For Dad, Mom, and the future of this world, I must do this. And, I believe, I can succeed.”
Bulma took a deep breath, as if to calm herself down, and said
“Remember, no matter what difficulties you encounter, remember to come back, everyone is waiting for you.”
“good!”
Trunks looked at Bulma deeply, responded, and then resolutely stepped onto the time machine.
“Mom, goodbye. I will definitely change this cruel world.” Trunks’ voice echoed in the night sky, carrying with it infinite longing for the future.
Bulma stood there, looking at Trunks, with both reluctance and expectation in her eyes.
She knows that the path is unknown, but she believes that Trunks can complete the mission because they are all fighting for the same goal, to change the world they love so much and restore peace.
She believed that as long as Sun Wukong was still alive, it would be possible…
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ActivityRegister as a Filo member and get 200 points![Register Now]Chapter 2: Take the time machine and go back to the past (old version)
Caesar was quietly floating in the sky above the northern capital.
His eyes were like the abyss, flickering with desire for unknown power.
At this moment, he sensed an unprecedented fluctuation in time and space. This force was strong and mysterious, and seemed to connect the past and the future, which made him curious.
“This force… is it a crack in time and space? Could it be…” Caesar muttered to himself, his voice deep and powerful, as if it could penetrate the clouds and reach the sky.
He decided to personally investigate the source of this power to see if it was as he had guessed.
Just as he was about to fly to Xidu, two figures suddenly appeared.
Caesar looked over and saw Androids 17 and 18 flying towards him.
These two powerful artificial humans have brought endless disasters to the earth. Their power should not be underestimated. They are preparing to destroy Beidu.
Caesar sneered, he was impressed by the power of the android.
Driven by Buu’s cells, Caesar instantly turned into an invisible cloud of dust, approached the android silently, and then quickly turned into meat paste.
Before No. 17 and No. 18 could react, they were swallowed up by the sudden flesh paste. Their bodies gradually merged with Caesar, causing his strength to surge instantly.
No. 17 and No. 18 were originally a pair of siblings with strong fighting power, but they were controlled by Dr. Gallo’s evil experiment, their humanity was shackled, and their fighting power dropped from the peak of 1 billion to 500 million. They became cold-blooded and ruthless, taking pleasure in killing and destroying, and became a great scourge in the Dragon Ball world.
After devouring No. 17 and No. 18, Caesar accidentally discovered the truth about why they were controlled.
A complex emotion surged in his heart, including anger towards Dr. Gallo and sympathy for the fate of the brother and sister.
So he decided to remove the control on them and let them regain their freedom.
As the control was lifted, No. 17 and No. 18 gradually regained consciousness.
However, Caesar had something else to do, so he did not let the android wake up.
Xidu, the time machine, on the eve of starting up,
At this time, Caesar was more keenly aware of the source of the space-time fluctuations.
He realizes that this power is closely related to Trunks’ time machine.
Caesar decides to use Trunks’ time machine and take a ride into the past.
He transformed into a tiny but powerful particle, clinging tightly to Trunks’ clothes, waiting for the opportunity.
Finally, Trunks started the time machine, and a dazzling light cut through the night sky, bringing the two people (actually Caesar and Trunks) into a vortex of time and space.
Wrapped in the light, Caesar passed through the time and space channel. He knew that he was about to step into the past time and space, which was the world where the Dragon Ball Warriors had not faded.
Dragon Ball Z past time and space,
In the vast universe, a distant and mysterious planet, Namek, was once a symbol of peace and hope.
However, an epic battle ended here, and the once invincible emperor of the universe, Frieza, was barely surviving and almost perished in that battle.
Just as Frieza’s aura gradually dissipated among the stars, a spaceship arrived, rescued him, sent him to the medical room, and pulled him back from the brink of death.
The owner of this spaceship is his father, the most ruthless conqueror in the universe – King Kurd.
King Cold used the high technology of the area he ruled to transform Frieza’s body into a semi-mechanical form, giving him a new life.
With the flames of revenge flashing in Mechanical Frieza’s eyes, he vowed to make those who had insulted and defeated him pay the price.
Outside the Milky Way,
In King Cold’s spaceship, Mechanical Frieza and King Cold stood side by side, their target directly at a distant blue water planet.
As the spaceship approached the Blue Water Planet, Mechanical Frieza felt unprecedented power, and his heart was filled with a desire for victory.
Water Blue Planet, a planet that has witnessed countless battles and miracles, is about to face an unprecedented crisis.
On the distant planet Yadetra, Sun Wukong is immersed in an unprecedented state of practice. The gravity here is much stronger than on Earth, and the air is filled with strange energy fluctuations, which make his strength and perception increase day by day. However, this tranquility is broken by a sudden crisis.
Sun Wukong’s telepathy suddenly caught a familiar evil aura. It was Mechanical Frieza! This force was rapidly approaching the Blue Water Planet he was familiar with.
Sun Wukong was shocked. He knew that if Mechanical Frieza succeeded, the entire Blue Water Planet would face a devastating disaster.
“I have to go back!”
Sun Wukong made up his mind secretly, but the distance between Yadetra and the Earth was too far for him to cross directly even with his instant teleportation, especially without the accurate coordinates.
At this moment, the elder of the planet Yadetra appeared, with wisdom shining in his eyes.
“Goku, although we Yadetra people are not good at fighting, our understanding of machinery is far beyond that of ordinary people. We are willing to help you, but you must agree to one condition of ours – to protect our planet from future threats.”
Sun Wukong agreed without hesitation.
The elder smiled slightly and activated an ancient device. It was the spaceship left behind by the Ginyu Force. After being operated by the Yadetra people, it started its interstellar voyage.
Sun Wukong boarded the spaceship and selected the coordinates of the Blue Water Planet. The ship started instantly, overcoming gravity and flying up, crossing the starry sky and rushing towards the Blue Water Planet.
He knew very well that this battle was not only for the earth, but also to protect all the people and things he cherished.
At this moment, Sun Wukong had only one thought in his mind: no matter what the purpose of Mechanical Frieza was, he would not back down, because he was Sun Wukong, the guardian of the earth!
Now, he has even greater power than before and can transform into a Super Saiyan freely.
On the Blue Water Planet, the Dragon Ball warriors are gathering above the Capsule Corporation, their eyes traveling across the stars, their hearts all on one person – Son Goku, the super warrior who is practicing in the depths of the universe.
“When will Wukong finish his training and return?”
Krillin looked toward the endless sky anxiously, his voice echoing in the spacious room.
“Hmph, when he comes back, I want to feel the power of the Super Saiyan myself!”
Vegeta clenched his fists, a gleam of challenge in his eyes, but he couldn’t hide his desire for greater power.
“Beep!!!”
Just as everyone was immersed in their own thoughts, an ominous aura suddenly invaded the entire space like ice.
That was the aura of Machine Frieza and King Cold, powerful and cold, as if it could freeze time.
“Oh no! Frieza is not dead! He is here to seek revenge on us!!! And there is a more terrifying Qi than Frieza beside him.”
Klin’s face suddenly changed, and he said trembling with fear.
The other Dragon Ball Warriors have also become alert, with fear and determination mixed in their eyes.
They knew very well that Mechanical Frieza and King Cold meant that an unprecedented disaster was about to happen.
Without hesitation, everyone burst into breath and rushed towards the place where the spacecraft was about to land.
In the sky, aircraft drew brilliant trails, like shooting stars across the night sky, foreshadowing the coming storm.
It seems that when Sun Wukong will return is no longer their biggest concern at the moment.
Faced with this sudden threat, the Dragon Ball warriors must unite to once again protect this fragile and precious universe. And this time, they must not only face Mechanical Frieza, but also the powerful force of King Cold.
Not far away, there was a space fluctuation, and a time machine appeared in a hidden place.
When the time machine landed, Caesar woke up from his comprehension and found himself in the past world of Dragon Ball – a strange place.
He took off Trunks’ clothes, moved away from this area, returned to his original appearance, stood in a desolate wilderness, and looked at the prosperous city in the distance.
“Is this the past of Dragon Ball World?”
Caesar muttered, his eyes sparkling with excitement and anticipation.
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Chapter 3 Trunks vs. Robo-Frieza (Old Version)
The Dragon Ball warriors, including Piccolo, Vegeta, Son Gohan and other powerful men, gathered in a vast area. Their eyes were fixed on the distant sky, and their hearts were filled with unprecedented solemnity.
In order to deal with the impending arrival of Mecha Frieza, they deliberately lowered their own combat effectiveness to avoid causing unnecessary energy fluctuations.
The sky was covered with dark clouds, as if even nature was trembling for the upcoming battle.
“Shua…”
Suddenly, a dazzling light streaked across the sky, and a huge spaceship broke through the clouds and slowly landed on the plain not far away.
That was the Kurdish King’s vehicle, Spider Zhuang’s spaceship.
As the spaceship gradually approached, powerful energy fluctuations began to spread, causing the Dragon Ball warriors present to feel a palpitation.
“Is this… the power of Mecha Frieza? He’s gotten much stronger. He’s a monster!”
Piccolo clenched his fists, a drop of cold sweat appearing on his forehead, but there was a determination gleam in his eyes.
Everyone could clearly feel that the terrifying energy emanating from the spacecraft far exceeded that of any of their previous opponents.
King Kurd, the cosmic emperor who controls many galaxies, has a combat power of an astonishing 250 million.
The combat power of Mechanical Frieza itself has been greatly improved, and it also has a combat power of 200 million.
When the two stand together, it is enough to make the entire universe tremble.
The Dragon Ball warriors looked at each other, with fear and indomitable spirit in their eyes.
They knew that this battle would be the toughest they had ever faced.
But no matter what, they will not give up, because they are Dragon Ball Warriors, the light of hope that protects world peace.
Not far away, on a lonely peak, Caesar stood quietly. His strange smile contained endless power and contempt, and his eyes penetrated the clouds, looking directly at everything below.
“Crack!!”
The door of the spaceship opened, and two cold figures walked out. They were Mechanical Frieza and his father, King Cold.
At this time, Mechanical Frieza’s half-metal body was extremely ugly, with the flame of revenge flashing in his eyes. The deep hatred from the universe made him travel thousands of miles to this strange blue planet.
Caesar did not show up, but just looked at Mecha Frieza with interest.
He thought to himself that the legendary emperor of the universe had ended up in such a state, relying on machines to be reborn just to seek revenge.
“Hmph, nothing special.”
Caesar said with a slight smile on his face.
Machine Frieza and King Cold, two powerful enemies from alien planets, are now looking at the vast plains on the Blue Water Planet with great interest.
There was a gleam of coldness and greed in their eyes, as if they wanted to take in everything on this planet.
“Father, there are still three hours before Son Goku’s Super Saiyan will return to Planet Aquamarine.”
Mecha Frieza said with a hint of excitement and anticipation in his voice.
“Oh?! Super Saiyan? The strongest in the universe are only us, the Ice Clan. Do you want to wait? Frieza, do you want to wait?”
Upon hearing this, the Kurdish king sneered.
“Of course we have to wait, but during this time, I want him to suffer a little!”
Mechanical Frieza said with a cruel smile on his face. He was so angry that his whole body burst into flames, as if he was going to devour the entire Blue Water Planet.
“Then let’s enjoy the slaughter before he comes back!”
Following a command from Mechanical Frieza, his men swarmed out like locusts and pounced on the innocent residents of the Blue Water Planet.
“We have to stop them.”
Seeing this, Vegeta, Son Gohan and others wanted to show up, their eyes full of determination and anger.
They knew that in order to protect Planet Aquamarine, they had to stand up and fight to the death with Mechanical Frieza and his son.
“Shua”
However, at this moment, a strange figure appeared in front of everyone—Future Trunks!
He came through time and space, bringing with him despair and hope for the future, and vowed to stop this catastrophe.
“I won’t let you harm any life on the Blue Water Planet!”
Future Trunks’ voice was firm and powerful as he gripped his sword tightly, ready for the upcoming battle.
The battle was about to break out.
After a war of words, the enemies came like a tide, and all kinds of qigong waves and punches intertwined into a web of death.
But Future Trunks was agile, and every time he swung his sword, the space shook slightly. The enemies fell one after another, and no one could get close to him.
His combat skills and experience have already been honed to the peak in the desperate fight with the androids in this future time and space.
“Crunch! Crunch! Crunch!”
Seeing this, Mechanical Frieza slowly walked out with a cold light in his eyes.
“Hmph, kid, are you the one who is hindering our plan? Let me deal with you, it won’t take much effort!”
The voice of Mechanical Frieza was mechanical and cold, yet it carried unquestionable majesty.
“…”
Future Trunks’ eyes flashed. He knew very well that the enemy in front of him was extremely powerful and he had to go all out to quickly resolve it.
“I know you. You are Frieza. But you don’t stand a chance. Let me deal with you! Hea …
【Super Saiyan Transformation】
Before he finished speaking, a surge of power surged within Future Trunks.
His aura suddenly surged, golden aura surrounding his body like a raging flame, it was the transformation into a Super Saiyan, a state once thought to be mastered by only Son Goku.
Everyone present, including Mechanical Frieza, showed a look of disbelief.
“This… How is it possible!?”
For the first time, there was a wave in Machine Frieza’s voice.
“Is this the Super Saiyan transformation? A fifty-fold increase, not bad!”
Seeing this, Caesar looked at Trunks’ body and said with a smile.
“Frieza, your ambition will come to nothing! Because I will kill you right here!”
Trunks’ voice echoed in this strange world.
There was a cold light in Mechanical Frieza’s eyes, and a disdainful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth:
“Humph, you wild monkey, even if you are also a Super Saiyan, you can’t stop me from seeking revenge on Son Goku. Before I kill him, I will first deal with you, the wild monkey.”
“Humph! You want to kill me? It’s not that easy. You were beaten so badly by Mr. Sun Wukong, and you still have the nerve to seek revenge. I won’t be as merciful as him. I will kill you directly.”
Trunks’ tone was filled with unquestionable firmness.
“Swish!”
Before he finished his words, Trunks flashed and turned into a stream of light, going straight for Machine Frieza’s vital points.
Mecha Frieza was not to be outdone, and his energy cannons poured out like a rainstorm. The two exchanged hundreds of moves in an instant, and the aftermath of the energy collision made the surrounding space tremble.
After several rounds, Trunks gradually gained the upper hand. His fighting skills and use of strength were far superior to those of Mecha Frieza. Every attack was precise and deadly.
However, Mecha Frieza is also a dominant force after all. Even when he is at a disadvantage, he still resists stubbornly and tries to find an opportunity to counterattack.
Finally, after a fierce confrontation, Trunks spotted the flaw in Mecha Frieza’s defense and retreated violently. Then, a bright sword light cut through the sky. It was the Hero’s Sword behind him, which contained enough power to cut through everything.
After more than ten consecutive strikes, Mechanical Frieza became even more miserable than before, splitting into dozens of parts.
“boom!!!”
Future Trunks was not afraid at all. He took a deep breath, gathered all his strength, and a brilliant energy wave blasted out from his palm, directly covering all parts of Mechanical Frieza.
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Chapter 4: Swallowing Frieza (Old Version)
Trunks was flying in the air, with brilliant energy waves condensed in his hands, his eyes firm and cold.
Frieza on the opposite side, the former emperor of the universe, now looked in a miserable state, his body was cut into several pieces and floated in the air.
Trunks took a deep breath, ready to release this power completely and end this long battle.
“Frieza, your time is over!”
Trunks roared, and the energy wave in his hand became more and more dazzling, as if it was going to tear the entire sky apart.
Just as the energy wave covered Mechanical Frieza and was shrouded in thick smoke, a shadow quietly approached Frieza’s remains.
It was a blurry figure, its body like a ball of meat paste, instantly wrapping up Frieza’s remains.
“What’s this?”
There was a hint of doubt in Trunks’ eyes, but he didn’t notice anything unusual.
The explosion of the Qigong wave covered everything, and it seemed as if nothing happened in the thick smoke.
However, in this brief moment, the ball of meat had completely swallowed Frieza.
The remains of Frieza quickly disappeared in the pulp, as if it had never existed.
After the meat paste was completely devoured, it quickly retreated and disappeared in the thick smoke, as if it had never appeared.
The smoke gradually dissipated and the battlefield returned to calm.
Trunks stood there, looking around and confirming that Frieza had been completely destroyed.
A satisfied smile appeared on his face, however, he did not notice that the remains of Frieza were no longer in the original place.
“It’s his turn next,” Trunks whispered, turning to look at the King of Kurd.
The nearby Dragon Ball warriors also felt the changes on the battlefield, their eyes filled with shock and disbelief.
They couldn’t believe that the once invincible Frieza had disappeared just like that.
“What happened?” Piccolo’s voice was filled with disbelief. He scanned the battlefield, trying to find Frieza’s aura, but confirmed that Frieza’s aura had disappeared.
“Frieza… is he dead?”
There was a slight tremor in Son Gohan’s voice.
Piccolo was silent for a moment, then nodded slowly.
“Yes, Frieza is dead.”
However, unknown to them, a clone of Frieza Buu materializes in the distance, his eyes gleaming with greed.
Caesar devoured Frieza’s remains and absorbed everything of Frieza.
He took the essence and discarded the dross, perfectly integrating Frieza’s power with his own magic.
Caesar felt more powerful than ever before. He knew that he was no longer that ordinary blue-water alien, but had become Buu, and possessed all of Frieza’s abilities, becoming a powerful man.
He closed his eyes and entered the space inside his body.
There was endless darkness, as if it was the end of the universe.
Caesar began to wander in this space, and he felt his body merge into one with this space.
He continued to familiarize himself with and use Frieza’s abilities, from being unfamiliar at first to finally mastering them completely.
Caesar opened his eyes, with a cold light flashing in them.
He lurked over Goku, feeling the powerful force within him.
Now he has everything that Frieza has, and is even more powerful.
He looked up into the empty space, a hint of coldness flashing in his eyes.
Caesar knew that this world was no longer populated by ordinary people in the three-dimensional world, but by the powerful people in the two-dimensional world.
He took a step forward, heading in an unknown direction, leaving behind silence and ruins.
Caesar’s heart was filled with mixed emotions.
He felt a freedom he had never felt before, but at the same time he was aware of the responsibilities he had.
He knew that he had to find a new goal, to explore the mysteries of the universe and to challenge the existence that once frightened him.
After pondering for a moment, Caesar continued to familiarize himself with and use Frieza’s abilities.
He learned how to travel through the space within his body, how to condense his strength into substance, and even how to manipulate time and space.
Every attempt he makes brings him closer to perfection, and every breakthrough makes him more confident.
Finally, Caesar fully mastered Frieza’s abilities.
He stood in the empty starry sky, feeling the powerful force in his body.
He took a deep breath, his eyes gleaming with determination.
Caesar knows that his journey has just begun, and he will leave his own legend in this Dragon Ball universe.
…
A long time passes in the inner world, but only a dozen seconds pass in reality.
Trunks stood on the ruins, golden flames burning around him. In the Super Saiyan form, he looked like a god of war.
His eyes were grim, the sword in his hand flashed with cold light, the tip of the sword pointed directly at the ground, and fragments of Mechanical Frieza still remained on the sword.
The battlefield was filled with thick smoke and dust, which slowly dissipated, as if announcing the end of this once-invincible emperor of the universe.
“It’s finally over…”
Trunks murmured in a low voice, but his expression did not relax. He knew that the real threat had not been resolved.
His gaze slowly turned to the other side.
The Kurdish king was standing there with his arms folded across his chest, a little surprised, and then a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.
“That’s surprising, Saiyan.”
The Kurdish king said in a low and cold voice with a hint of sarcasm,
“You were able to defeat my son. It seems that I really underestimated the power of you Saiyans.”
Trunks didn’t respond, but tightened his grip on the sword.
His breathing was slightly rapid. Although the Super Saiyan form was powerful, it also consumed a lot of his physical strength.
He knew that the Kurdish king must be dealt with as soon as possible, otherwise there would be endless troubles.
He is not like those Saiyans who love to revel like Sun Wukong. He has been through hell and can make decisions quickly without any nonsense.
“But do you think you can win like this?”
The King of Kurd’s laughter gradually became crazy, and he said, “I am the King of Kurd, one of the most powerful warriors in the universe! You are just a brat!”
Before he finished speaking, the Kurdish king disappeared instantly.
The next second, he appeared in front of Trunks and punched Trunks’ chest with terrifying force.
Trunks reacted very quickly, and he quickly raised his sword to block, but the power of the King of Kurd was far beyond his imagination. The huge impact force knocked him away and hit the mountain wall in the distance.
King Cold also mastered the ability to burst out his combat power. His energy increased rapidly in an instant, approaching Trunks who had consumed a lot of his combat power.
“cough!”
Trunks spat out a mouthful of blood, but he did not fall down.
He gritted his teeth, and the golden aura burst out again, and his body rushed towards the Kurdish king like lightning.
The two figures intertwined in the air, fists and feet collided, air waves surged, and the whole earth shook in their fight.
Trunks’s sword cut the Kurdish King’s shoulder, blood splattered, but the Kurdish King didn’t care.
Instead, there was a hint of excitement in his eyes, as if he was enjoying the battle.
“You do have some skills, Saiyan.”
The Kurdish king licked the blood from the corner of his mouth.
“But you are still far from enough!”
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Trunks clenched his sword, his eyes firm, and said,
“You don’t have to be so brave. I have defeated your son Frieza. Now it’s your turn.”
The Kurdish king laughed loudly, his laughter full of disdain.
“You think that by defeating my son, you can fight me? How ridiculous! I can transform just like Frieza. Your powerful strength is not so easy to control. But there is no other way now.”
As soon as he finished speaking, his body began to change. His muscles swelled, his skin became harder, and his fighting power increased several times.
From the battle just now, King Cold knew that Trunks was a decisive killer, so he transformed quickly to prevent Trunks from having the chance to stop him.
Trunks’ heart sank. He knew that King Cold possessed the transformation ability that Frieza had demonstrated, but he didn’t expect his power to be so terrifying.
He quickly adjusted his state and prepared for the upcoming battle.
“Interesting. Sure enough, the original drama was just to show that Trunks is different from Son Goku and Vegeta. He is ruthless. And the plot is just excessive. That’s why King Cold didn’t transform.”
Seeing this, Caesar folded his arms and spoke with interest.
King Kurd completed his first transformation. His aura became even more violent, and the air around him seemed to be frozen.
Trunks rushed forward without hesitation, his sword flashing, pointing directly at the vital points of the Kurdish King.
However, the transformed King Cold’s speed and strength were far beyond his imagination. He easily dodged the attack and knocked Trunks away with a backhand punch.
“bump!”
Trunks fell heavily to the ground, with a trace of blood flowing from the corner of his mouth. He struggled to get up, with a flash of determination in his eyes. “I can’t lose, I have to stop him!”
“snort!”
King Kurd sneered and began his second transformation.
This time, the armor shell of his body shattered and turned into the ultimate form. His skin turned dark purple and his combat power soared again, reaching about 800 million.
Trunks felt unprecedented pressure and knew that he could no longer compete with the Kurdish King.
“Give it up, kid.”
The Kurdish king’s voice was like ice, “You are no match for me.”
Trunks gritted his teeth and persisted. He knew he couldn’t give up. He took a deep breath, concentrated all his strength on the sword, and rushed towards the King of Kurd again.
However, the Kurdish king simply waved his sword lightly to neutralize his attack, and then kicked him away.
Trunks fell heavily to the ground and could no longer stand up. His vision began to blur and his consciousness gradually faded away.
The Kurdish king walked up to him and looked at him coldly.
“Is this your limit? That’s really disappointing.”
Just as King Cold was about to deal the final blow to Trunks, a familiar voice suddenly sounded.
“stop!”
The Kurdish King turned around and saw Sun Wukong appear in front of him instantly.
In the universe, Sun Wukong felt the breath of King Kurd, quickly abandoned the spaceship, and teleported to support.
Sun Wukong stood in front of the Kurdish King with a determined look.
“Your opponent is me.”
Sun Wukong clenched his fists, preparing for the upcoming battle.
“Humph! It’s you, the Saiyan who defeated my son Frieza on Namek! I didn’t expect you to arrive here so soon.”
The Kurdish king sneered and said,
“You think your mere presence can defeat me? How naive!”
“You’ll have to fight to know…”
The battle begins again, with Sun Wukong facing off against the Kurdish King.
However, the power of the Kurdish king was far beyond their imagination, and Sun Wukong was caught in a tough battle.
Faced with the ultimate form of King Cold, even the power of Super Saiyan seems insufficient.
Each of King Kurd’s attacks came with devastating force, and Sun Wukong’s defenses gradually collapsed, his body trembling under the heavy blows.
The battle entered a white-hot stage, Sun Wukong’s breathing became rapid, and his physical strength was rapidly consumed.
The laughter of the Kurdish king echoed on the battlefield, his attacks became more and more fierce, and Sun Wukong’s defense line was finally completely defeated.
“Hold on, Kaio-ken!”
At this critical moment, an unprecedented power suddenly erupted from Sun Wukong’s body – Kaio-ken.
The power of Kaio-ken surged through Goku’s body, his muscles swelled and his strength doubled.
A golden light flashed in his eyes, which was the sign of the perfect fusion of Super Saiyan and King-ken.
Sun Wukong’s body was surrounded by a powerful energy, and every cell in his body was cheering, as if celebrating the awakening of this power.
The Kurdish king felt this sudden power and his smile froze.
Sun Wukong didn’t give him any chance to react. He quickly gathered all his strength, put his hands together, and condensed a bright energy ball between his palms.
That is Kamehameha, one of Sun Wukong’s most powerful moves.
“Turtle-style-Qi-gong!”
Sun Wukong’s voice was like thunder, and he pushed out his hands suddenly, and the energy ball flew towards the Kurdish King at lightning speed.
King Kurd tried to dodge, but the force was too strong and his body was completely swallowed by the energy ball.
The light of the explosion illuminated the entire battlefield, and the figure of the Kurdish king disappeared in the light.
What is unknown to outsiders is that in the attack just now,
In the energy wave of Kamehameha, a faint black shadow quietly appeared.
It was a mass of meat-like substance that merged silently into the light of Kamehameha. Its presence was almost unnoticeable, as if it had merged with the surrounding energy.
Caesar took action, his body turned into meat paste, and he lurked silently in the energy wave of Kamehameha, waiting for the best opportunity.
The Kurdish king was completely unaware of Caesar’s presence.
All his attention was focused on Kamehameha, ready to use his own strength to resist it.
However, just as he was about to collide head-on with the Kamehameha, Caesar’s meat paste suddenly burst out from his energy wave and instantly wrapped around the body of the Kurdish king.
“What?!”
The Kurdish king’s pupils suddenly contracted and an expression of disbelief appeared on his face.
He tried to break free, but the mass of flesh was like a cancer attached to his bones, tightly wrapped around his body, devouring every inch of his flesh and blood.
Even Mystic Gohan, who became the strongest individual in the Buu arc, was unable to break free, let alone Caesar who has a body several times stronger, so King Cold has no way to resist.
Buu’s swallowing speed was extremely fast, and King Cold didn’t even have time to scream before he was completely swallowed.
His body gradually disappeared in the pulp, as if it had never existed.
Sun Wukong was unaware of all this. His Kamehameha was still moving forward until the energy wave completely dissipated, and then he slowly put down his hands.
The battlefield was silent, and the Kurdish king had disappeared without a trace.
Sun Wukong stood there, his breathing gradually stabilized, the power of the Kaio-ken slowly faded, and his whole body ached, which were the aftereffects.
“It’s over.” Sun Wukong said softly, with a hint of fatigue in his eyes.
Chapter 6: Humanoid Crisis (Old Version)
Is this the legendary Sun Wukong?
Trunks muttered, a hint of awe and anticipation in his voice.
So powerful,
Trunks whispered, his voice trembling a little. No wonder his mother trusted him so much and placed her future on him.
He recalled the tragic situation in his future time and space, where androids were rampant, the world fell into darkness, and countless lives disappeared in despair.
At this moment, witnessing Sun Wukong’s strength with his own eyes, the fire of hope in his heart was ignited again.
Perhaps, that disaster can really be avoided in the future.
“call……”
Trunks took a deep breath and calmed his excitement.
He leaped forward and landed lightly in front of Sun Wukong.
Who are you? Sun Wukong asked, with a hint of doubt in his voice.
“Thank you just now for stepping up to save the earth.”
“You’re welcome. I’m trying to save the earth, too. And even if I don’t do anything, you will do it later.”
Trunks smiled slightly, a complicated look flashed in his eyes, and said
As for me. I am Trunks from the future, the son of Vegeta and Bulma.
Sun Wukong, upon hearing this, was surprised and looked carefully at the young man in front of him.
Trunks does look somewhat similar to Vegeta, especially his sharp eyes and stubborn expression.
The future son of Vegeta and Bulma?
Sun Wukong repeated, with a tone of disbelief.
How is this possible?
“Yes.”
Trunks nodded, took out a small capsule from his arms, pressed it lightly, and a peculiarly shaped time machine appeared in front of the two.
Sun Wukong opened his eyes wide, obviously shocked by this high-tech product.
I came here from the future in this time machine.
Trunks explained.
I have come to warn you of an impending crisis.
Sun Wukong’s expression turned serious:
What crisis?
Trunks took a deep breath and began to describe the tragic future. He said,
Three years later, Androids 17 and 18 will appear. They have endless energy and are extremely powerful. In my time and space, they destroyed the entire world and killed almost all the warriors.
Sun Wukong frowned and clenched his fist unconsciously:
Artificial humans? Why would they do that?
They are the ultimate weapons created by Dr. Gero.
Trunks continued,
Their goal is to destroy humanity. In the future, we will not be able to defeat them no matter how hard we try.
A hint of fighting spirit flashed in Sun Wukong’s eyes: So what should we do?
Trunks pulled out a small bottle from his pocket, which contained a few blue pills:
This is a special medicine for viral heart disease. In my time and space, you were unable to participate in the war because of this disease, which eventually led to a tragedy. This time, I hope you can be prepared in advance.
Sun Wukong took the medicine bottle, a trace of gratitude flashed in his eyes:
Thank you, Trunks. I will definitely use this time to improve my skills.
Trunks nodded and continued:
The strength of the androids is far beyond your imagination. They have unlimited energy and never get tired. Moreover, their speed and strength are extremely amazing. Even with your current strength, you may not be able to defeat them.
Fighting spirit ignited in Sun Wukong’s eyes:
Then we will become stronger! I will continue to practice until I can protect the earth.
Trunks looked at Son Goku’s determined eyes and felt a warm feeling in his heart.
He seemed to see hope and the possibility that the future might change.
Trunks looked at the timer on his wrist, and a trace of reluctance appeared on his face: “It’s almost time, I have to go back to the future. I hope you can change the future.”
Sun Wukong stretched out his hand and said sincerely: “Thank you, Trunks. You gave me a chance to change the future.”
Trunks held Son Goku’s hand, tears flashing in his eyes:
No, I should thank you. Your existence gives us hope. I believe that disaster can be avoided and the future will change.
The two smiled at each other, as if they had transcended the barriers of time and space and reached some kind of tacit understanding.
Trunks let go of his hand and turned to walk towards the time machine. Before stepping into the hatch, he looked back at Son Goku for the last time.
Mr. Sun Wukong,
Trunks said solemnly,
Please take care of yourself. The future of the earth is in your hands.
Sun Wukong nodded firmly:
Don’t worry, I will become stronger and protect our home.
Trunks smiled with relief and then stepped into the time machine. The hatch slowly closed and the machine began to make a humming sound.
A dazzling light flashed, and the time machine disappeared from the spot, leaving Sun Wukong standing alone, holding the bottle of special medicine tightly in his hand.
The wind picked up again, stirring up clouds of dust.
Sun Wukong looked up at the sky, his eyes burning with the flame of fighting spirit.
He knew that a greater challenge was waiting for him, but he was not afraid because he had found the direction to move forward.
An artificial human?
Sun Wukong said softly, with a confident smile on his face.
Just wait and see, I will definitely become stronger, strong enough to protect everyone.
On the other side, Piccolo stood on a barren land, his eyes piercing through the mist of time and staring into the distance. His heart was filled with heaviness, because he knew that the news he was about to convey would change the fate of everyone.
Piccolo looked at the Dragon Ball Warriors, their faces full of confusion and expectation.
Piccolo took a deep breath and began to tell everything he knew.
“That mysterious boy came from the future,”
Piccolo’s voice was deep and powerful.
“He brought a warning. In the near future, we will face an unprecedented crisis – the threat of artificial humans.”
Everyone looked at each other in disbelief.
Vegeta’s brows were furrowed, and a trace of uneasiness flashed in his eyes. Son Gohan’s face was full of shock. He couldn’t believe that there would be such a terrible enemy in the future.
“The artificial humans of the future will be extremely powerful,”
Bick continued,
“They destroyed almost all of us. That mysterious boy witnessed it all, and he told us that we must be prepared, or the same fate will befall us.”
Krillin, Yamcha and the others remained silent, their hearts filled with heaviness.
“What should we do?” Klin finally broke the silence.
Piccolo’s eyes were firm as he said,
“We must become stronger. We must unite and face this threat together. Only then can we hope to change the future.”
Everyone nodded, with a determined light flashing in their eyes.
They know that the days ahead will be challenging, but they also understand that only through hard work can they protect everything they hold dear.
After Piccolo’s warning, the Dragon Ball fighters returned to their homes and began intensive training. Everyone was working hard to improve their strength in preparation for the upcoming battle.
In another time and space, Trunks returned to the future.
He walked out of the time machine and looked at the still desolate world. He was shocked to find that the future had not changed. He imagined that something might have gone wrong or that there was not enough training time, so he wanted to go to the more distant past to inform Sun Wukong of the crisis in advance.
To this end, Trunks continues to search for the energy of the time machine to go back to the distant past and change the future.
Chapter 7 Three Years Later (Old Version)
Three years later, the android crisis plunged the entire earth into unprecedented panic.
In order to deal with this threat, warriors such as Sun Wukong, Vegeta, Krillin and others began their own training, trying to improve their strength in a short period of time to cope with the upcoming challenges.
On the other hand, Caesar chose not to wait.
He knew that Buu was a creature with a powerful devouring ability, possessing a strength that could quickly surpass that of a mortal being.
Caesar decided to leave the earth and began his journey of devouring.
He believed that only by constantly absorbing, learning and mastering could he become familiar with Qi and surpass the strongest Jiren.
Caesar left the earth and entered the vast universe.
He began his devouring journey, first choosing some weak planets and creatures.
Every time he devoured, Caesar could feel his strength increasing. His body gradually became larger and his strength became stronger.
However, the vastness of the universe was beyond Caesar’s imagination.
He found that he needed to devour more planets and creatures to reach the desired power.
However, Caesar’s journey of swallowing was just a grain of rice in the ocean, and it did not attract the attention or discovery of the gods.
As Caesar’s devouring journey continues, he encounters more and more challenges.
Some powerful planets and creatures began to realize the threat posed by Caesar and united to fight against him.
In a battle of equal combat power, Caesar found that he needed to be more cautious and smart in order to increase his combat experience.
In a battle with a powerful planet, Caesar was almost defeated, but with Buu’s recovery ability, he recovered and fought again.
After many comebacks, he realized that simply relying on swallowing could not solve all problems.
He will need to act more flexibly and strategically to succeed in these challenges.
Caesar began to learn how to better utilize his devouring ability and how to gain an advantage in battle.
After three years of devouring journey, Caesar finally felt that he had gained enough power.
He decided to return to Earth and follow the plot line. However, when he returned to Earth, he found that the androids had not yet started to act.
The sky was gloomy and covered with dark clouds, as if foreshadowing a coming storm.
Son Goku, Vegeta, Piccolo, Trunks, Krillin and others arrived early at the place where the androids first appeared – a wasteland on the outskirts of Nandu.
This is a bustling city.
“Three years…”
Sun Wukong clenched his fists, and a hint of determination flashed in his eyes.
Three years ago, Trunks traveled back from the future to warn them of the terrifying power of the androids.
From that moment on, they began to practice hard for today’s battle.
“Humph, a mere artificial human dared to make us wait for three years.”
Vegeta snorted coldly, crossed his arms across his chest, and looked arrogant.
His strength has improved by leaps and bounds in the past three years. He has also transformed into a Super Saiyan. He is confident that he has surpassed Son Goku and can’t wait to prove himself.
“Don’t be careless, Vegeta.”
Piccolo said in a deep voice,
“Trunks said that androids don’t have chi, and we can’t sense their presence. They could appear at any time.”
Tien Shinhan looked around with his three eyes, nodded, and looked serious.
“That’s true. We have to be careful. They may already be here.”
“boom……”
Just then, the roar of an engine was heard in the distance.
Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw a flying car speeding over. The door opened and Bulma jumped out of the car holding a baby.
“Bulma? Why are you here?”
Krillin asked in surprise.
Bulma smiled and lifted the baby in her arms. “Look, this is Vegeta and I’s son – Trunks!”
Everyone exclaimed, especially Vegeta, whose expression instantly became complicated.
“When were you born?”
Krillin asked, stuttering.
“Just last month.”
Bulma smiled and said,
“I didn’t mean to bother you, but I thought you should meet him.”
Goku walked forward and looked the baby over, thinking of Future Trunks.
“He looks so cute! But, Bulma, it’s dangerous here, you should go back quickly.”
Bulma shook her head.
“Don’t worry, I won’t get too close. Besides, I want to see you defeat the androids with my own eyes.”
Everyone looked at each other. Although they were worried about Bulma’s safety, they didn’t know what to say.
Just then, Piccolo suddenly raised his head alertly.
“It’s time,” he whispered.
Everyone immediately became alert and looked around, waiting for the android to appear.
However, as time passed, nothing unusual occurred in the city.
“What’s going on?”
Klin asked in confusion, “Aren’t they coming?”
“Maybe they are already nearby, but we can’t sense them.” Piccolo said in a deep voice.
“So what should we do?” Klin asked.
“Search separately.” Vegeta said impatiently, “Instead of waiting here, we should take the initiative to attack.”
Everyone nodded and decided to act separately.
Bulma stood there holding the baby, watching them leave, a hint of worry in her eyes.
Yamcha flew over a group of tall buildings, scanning every corner, trying to find any trace of the android.
However, this wasteland is too vast, and since the androids have no qi, they cannot sense it at all.
“What a hassle…”
He muttered softly and continued to fly forward.
Meanwhile, Vegeta chose another route.
He flew at an extremely fast speed and covered a large area in the blink of an eye.
His eyes were full of impatience, as if he was angry at the delay in the appearance of the android.
“Don’t these rubbish dare to fight head-on?”
He cursed under his breath and continued to fly forward.
Piccolo was suspended in mid-air, with his eyes closed, trying to sense the existence of the androids through changes in the environment.
His ears trembled slightly, capturing all the sounds around him.
“There is no unusual movement…” he whispered, frowning.
Son Gohan and Krillin flew side by side, searching and talking at the same time.
“Gohan, do you think the androids will appear here?” Krillin asked.
“Yeah.” Son Gohan nodded.
“I believe what the mysterious boy said. The android will definitely appear.”
“But why haven’t they shown up yet?”
Krillin asked confused.
Sun Wukong stood at the highest point of the island, scanning the surroundings with a sharp gaze.
His intuition told him that the android was somewhere on the island.
Just as everyone was discussing, a dazzling light suddenly appeared in the sky.
Everyone looked up and saw a small spaceship slowly landing on the ground.
The hatch of the spacecraft opened, and a man in Earth casual clothes walked out. He was tall, handsome, and had a mysterious look in his eyes.
The man smiled and said, “Everyone, I am Caesar, an Earthling who returned from a journey in space. I sensed a strong energy fluctuation here, so I came to take a look.”
Everyone looked at each other, puzzled by the man who suddenly appeared.
Bulma walked forward, looked Caesar over, then pulled out the identity verification device and scanned it.
The verifier showed that Caesar’s identity information was indeed correct and he was indeed an Earthling.
Of course this was forged by Caesar, who devoured scientists with a lot of high-tech knowledge and could do such a thing easily.
Everyone exchanged ideas with each other.
Vegeta snorted coldly and said:
“Hmph, another self-righteous fellow. Caesar, what is your purpose in coming here?”
Caesar smiled and replied:
“I’m just curious as to why so many powerful warriors have gathered here. If you don’t mind, I’d like to join your efforts to find the androids together.”
He saw through everyone’s strength at a glance.
Super Saiyan Son Goku: About 600 million (this is the latent period of heart disease)
Super Saiyan Vegeta: About 1 billion
Somewhere on the island Android 19: about 550 million (energy absorption type, weaker than Super Saiyan Vegeta)
Android 20 (Dr. Gero): Approximately 600 million
BAK: About 800 million
Others ignored
Sun Wukong nodded and said, “Okay, since you are from Earth and have the strength, let’s go together.”
Although everyone was a little confused about Caesar’s identity, they decided to let him join. They divided into several groups and began to search the island.
Chapter 8: Dr. Gallo appears and Sun Wukong suffers a heart attack (old version)
An hour ago, in Dr. Gallo’s laboratory,
Dr. Gallo stood in the dim laboratory, his eyes fixed on the energy fluctuation curve on the screen.
A sneer appeared on his face, his fingers tapped lightly on the console, and he whispered to himself: “Finally done, I have become a cyborg… Son Wukong, your death will be the key to my rule over the world.”
Behind him, Android No. 19 stood quietly, its cold metal shell flashing coldly under the light.
Android 19 has no expression and no emotion. It is just a tool used by Dr. Gallo to help transform himself, and it is a perfect killing machine.
“Let’s go, No. 19.”
Dr. Gallo turned around, his eyes showing a hint of fanaticism, and said, “This time, we will take revenge on Sun Wukong.”
No. 19 nodded mechanically, then disappeared into the shadows of the laboratory with Dr. Gallo.
Caesar stood on a mountain peak, looking up at the gray sky. He did not look for Dr. Gallo because he had absorbed the androids and devoured many people, so he could easily sense the existence of the androids.
“Dr. Gallo…”
At this moment, he felt two powerful auras approaching rapidly.
Caesar frowned slightly and turned his gaze down the mountain.
The figures of Dr. Gallo and No. 19 appeared in his sight, with a cold and dangerous aura.
“Boy!”
Dr. Gallo’s voice echoed in the air, “I want your energy!”
Caesar looked at him coldly, without a trace of fluctuation in his eyes.
“You are…Dr. Gallo, right? You should never come to me.”
“Oh? You know me?”
Dr. Gallo laughed wildly, “How ridiculous! You have no idea how terrifying we artificial humans are. No. 19, go ahead and teach this arrogant guy a lesson!”
Before he finished speaking, No. 19 had turned into a black shadow and rushed towards Caesar in an instant.
Its mechanical arm slashed at Caesar’s head like a sharp blade, at a speed so fast that it was difficult to catch.
However, Caesar simply turned sideways slightly and avoided the fatal blow.
His movements were graceful and calm, as if everything was under his control.
“Fatty, you’re too slow.”
Caesar said calmly.
No. 19 rushed towards Caesar again, and this time its attack was even more violent. The mechanical arms attacked every vital point of Caesar like a storm.
Caesar seemed to be at a disadvantage, avoiding most of the attacks and being forced to retreat repeatedly.
“Crack!”
He casually raised his hand and waved it, and No. 19’s mechanical arm was instantly broken, with metal fragments flying everywhere.
“collapse!”
Caesar raised his hand and clenched it. A huge qigong wave condensed in his palm, and then blasted towards the broken arm like a raging wave.
“BOOM!!!”
As smoke covered the sky, a strong energy wave suddenly came from the sky.
Caesar looked up and saw several familiar figures approaching quickly.
Dr. Gallo also noticed this energy fluctuation, and his expression became even gloomier. “Sun Wukong… you damn guys actually knew I would show up!”
In the sky, Sun Wukong, Piccolo and others slowly landed and looked at Dr. Gero and No. 19. Their eyes were full of vigilance and confusion.
But Vegeta did not show up.
Because they found out that what they knew about the Android brother was different.
“Caesar, what happened?”
Sun Wukong walked forward and asked with concern.
After understanding the situation, the battle was about to break out.
The wind howled, blowing up yellow sand all over the sky.
Sun Wukong clenched his fists, beads of sweat the size of beans oozing out of his forehead. He felt as if his heart was being tightly grasped by an invisible giant hand, and every beat brought a tearing pain.
Ahem——
He coughed violently, blood oozing from the corner of his mouth.
Piccolo stood not far away, frowning and said
Kakarot, you are not fit for fighting in your current condition. Let me deal with them.
Sun Wukong shook his head and raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth:
No, Piccolo, this is a feud between me and Dr. Gero. I must settle it myself. And if you die, the Dragon Balls will disappear.
Sun Wukong, nice to meet you.
Dr. Gallo’s voice was hoarse and cold. You don’t look well.
Sun Wukong stood up with all his strength and managed to force a smile:
Dr. Gallo, you finally showed up. I have been waiting for this day for a long time.
Hahaha!
Dr. Gallo suddenly laughed.
Do you think you are still like you were when you were a kid? Look at you now. You can’t even stand steadily!
Android No. 19 mechanically turned its head, making a clicking sound: Abnormal target energy fluctuations were detected, and immediate action was recommended.
Sun Wukong took a deep breath, suppressed the severe pain in his chest, transformed into a Super Saiyan, and started a combo with No. 19.
Although he had the upper hand, Sun Wukong was very anxious and tried to attack with force, but he failed after a long time.
He knew that he didn’t have much time left and had to make a quick decision.
He put his hands together and began to gather energy: Turtle-style-Qi-gong-
A blue energy ball gradually took shape in his hand, but at this moment, his heart suddenly contracted and the severe pain almost made him lose consciousness.
The energy ball also became unstable, flickering.
Now! Dr. Gallo shouted.
Android 19 suddenly opened his arms, and two dark vortices appeared in the center of his palms.
Sun Wukong felt that the energy he had condensed was being absorbed madly. He wanted to stop, but found that he could no longer control it.
This…what is going on?
Sun Wukong watched in shock as his energy was drained away bit by bit.
“Ha ha!”
Dr. Gallo smiled proudly and said: Number 19 is an energy absorption device designed specifically for you!
Piccolo was shocked when he saw this and immediately wanted to rush over to help, but was stopped by Dr. Gallo:
Don’t be impatient, Piccolo, your opponent is me.
Sun Wukong felt his strength rapidly draining away. He tried to break free, but found that his body was getting heavier and heavier. The pain in his heart became more and more intense, his vision began to blur, and a buzzing sound came from his ears.
No…can’t fall down
He gritted his teeth and tried to gather energy again.
However, at this moment, a sharp pain came from his heart, and he felt that his vitality was being madly drained away.
Ahhh——
Sun Wukong let out a painful roar and his body fell uncontrollably.
Dad! Son Gohan’s eyes were red with anger, and he wanted to rush over, but was forced back by Dr. Gero’s energy wave.
Chapter 9: Vegeta kills No. 19, Trunks appears again (old version)
Sun Wukong knelt on one knee, cold sweat oozing from his forehead, and the severe pain in his chest made it almost impossible for him to breathe.
A heart attack was a fatal weakness he had never expected.
Android 19 approached with a grin, its mechanical arms flashing a cold light.
“It seems that the legendary Sun Wukong is just like this.”
No. 19 taunted, his eyes full of pride.
Wukong gritted his teeth and tried to stand up, but the twitching of his heart caused him to fall again.
He had never felt so powerless, as if life was slipping through his fingertips.
Just as No. 19 raised his arm and prepared to deliver a fatal blow, a golden figure dropped from the sky and kicked No. 19 dozens of meters away.
“Kakarot, you have come to this day.”
Vegeta’s voice was cold and sarcastic, yet it held a barely perceptible hint of concern.
Goku barely raised his head and saw Vegeta standing in front of him, his body burning with golden flames, his eyes flashing with unprecedented confidence and power.
Vegeta glanced at Goku and said coldly: “Take him to the hospital quickly. If he dies, I will have one less opponent.”
Bulma, Yamcha and others finally woke up from their dream, hurriedly stepped forward to help Goku up, and quickly left the battlefield.
Vegeta watched Bulma and Yamcha take Son Goku away, then turned to face Android 19 who had stood up again.
“How dare you, a bunch of rubbish, show off in front of me.”
Vegeta’s voice was like a blade of ice, he said, and then exploded.
Suddenly, Vegeta’s body burst into dazzling golden light, and golden flames rose into the sky. His hair instantly turned golden, and his eyes flashed with cold light.
Super Saiyan, he finally reached this level.
“I am the strongest in the universe!”
Vegeta’s voice was like thunder, shaking the entire battlefield.
Golden flames burned around him, his hair shone like gold, and his pupils revealed a cold murderous intent.
His aura suddenly surged, and the air around him seemed to be torn apart by this force.
Before everyone could finish their exclamation, Vegeta’s figure rushed towards the one-armed Android 19 in the center of the battlefield like lightning.
No. 19 is an android who has devoured Goku’s energy. Although his conversion rate is low, he possesses combat power close to that of a Super Saiyan.
His mechanical body glowed coldly in the sunlight, and his scarlet electronic eyes flashed dangerously.
Facing Vegeta’s attack, No. 19 did not retreat, but instead showed a ferocious smile.
“Hahaha, Saiyan, do you think you can defeat me by transforming?”
No. 19’s voice was cold and mocking. He raised his one arm and a scarlet beam of light condensed in his palm.
Vegeta did not respond, his eyes were filled with the passion of battle. His fist smashed towards No. 19 like a meteor, but was easily blocked by the opponent.
The power of the two people collided violently in the air, causing a deafening roar.
The battle became fierce. Vegeta’s speed and strength reached the peak in the Super Saiyan state, but No. 19’s mechanical body seemed invulnerable.
Every attack was resolved by the opponent, and every counterattack caused Vegeta’s physical strength to be rapidly depleted.
Sweat dripped from his forehead, and the golden flame seemed to dim a little.
“What’s wrong, Saiyan? Your power is waning!”
No. 19’s voice was full of sarcasm, and his scarlet electronic eyes suddenly emitted an energy-absorbing beam that shot directly into Vegeta’s chest.
At the critical moment, Vegeta suddenly turned sideways, and the beam of light brushed his shoulder, leaving a charred mark.
A hint of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes, and he instantly grabbed No. 19’s mechanical arm and tore it apart with force.
The robotic arm was torn off, revealing the internal circuit and core.
Vegeta didn’t hesitate at all and punched the core, completely shattering it.
No. 19’s body trembled violently, and his scarlet electronic eyes gradually dimmed. His voice became intermittent:
“No… Impossible… How could I… lose to you…”
Vegeta looked at him coldly, and the golden flames ignited again: “The power of the Saiyans is not something that a mechanical waste like you can understand.”
No. 19’s body finally stopped functioning and fell to the ground. Vegeta was panting, but the fighting spirit in his eyes did not diminish at all. He knew that this battle was just the beginning and the androids had not been resolved yet.
The smoke from the battlefield had not yet dissipated. Vegeta stood beside the wreckage of No. 19, and the golden flames gradually went out.
His physical strength was close to the limit, but the fighting spirit in his heart was still burning.
He knew that the threat of the androids was not over and the real battle had just begun.
At this moment, Prince Vegeta, the pride of the Saiyans, looked extremely embarrassed.
The super power in his body was exhausted and his fighting ability declined.
His opponent, Dr. Gallo, the mad scientist, was approaching with a grin on his face, and dangerous electronic eyes flashed in his palms, as if they could absorb all the light of life.
“Vegeta, your time is over.”
Dr. Gero’s voice was cold and ruthless, and his electronic eyes were already piercing the exhausted Vegeta, ready to deliver the final blow.
At this critical moment, a figure flashed across the battlefield like lightning.
Caesar intercepted Vegeta in front of him. He understood that this was not a game, not a plot, there would be no “tactical retreat” and no Senzu beans to turn the tables.
He had to take action, he couldn’t just let Vegeta leave like this.
Caesar’s fist hit Dr. Gallo with a force as powerful as thunder.
The doctor’s body was like a kite with a broken string, and was blown away by this force.
The enraged Doctor adjusted his posture in mid-air, his eyes fixed on a new target – Caesar.
Click, click…
Vegeta took the opportunity to ask Krillin for a Senzu Bean. He quickly swallowed the bean, and the strength in his body began to recover. His eyes became sharp again.
In an instant, the energy in his body erupted like a volcano, and golden flames burned around him, as if to swallow up the world.
“Number 20, your game is over.”
Vegeta’s voice was cold and low, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth.
His figure suddenly disappeared from the spot, and the next second, he appeared in front of Dr. Gallo, and punched towards the opponent with devastating power.
However, at this moment, a space-time rift suddenly appeared in the sky, and a time machine appeared.
Vegeta’s fist stopped in mid-air, his pupils contracted slightly, and his eyes were attracted by the time machine.
Dr. Gallo was also stunned and looked up at the sky in shock.
“Is it him, that mysterious boy?” Vegeta murmured in a low voice, feeling vaguely uneasy.
A figure slowly stepped out of the time machine.
It was a young boy, with silver-white hair fluttering in the wind and blue pupils filled with shock and disbelief.
His eyes swept across the scene before him, finally stopping on Dr. Gallo. His pupils suddenly contracted, as if he had seen something incredible.
“How… is this possible?”
The boy muttered to himself, his voice trembling undisguisedly.
Dr. Gallo took the opportunity to step back a few steps, a strange smile on his face.
Then, he raised his palm suddenly, and a dazzling energy beam blasted towards Vegeta and the boy. The huge explosion raised a cloud of smoke, obscuring everyone’s vision.
In the smoke, Vegeta roared, and the golden flames burst out again, dispersing the smoke.
However, Dr. Gallo had disappeared without a trace, leaving only his shrill laughter echoing in the air.
“Damn it!”
Vegeta growled through gritted teeth, his fists clenched so tightly that his knuckles turned white from the effort.
Just then, Piccolo’s voice came from a distance: “Trunks! Why are you here?”
Vegeta turned around suddenly, his eyes stabbing at the boy called “Trunks” like a knife.
A huge wave rose in his heart, and a name echoed in his mind – Trunks, the boy from the future, the one who once brought the warning, turned out to be his son, no wonder he could transform into a Super Saiyan.
Trunks took a deep breath and spoke slowly: “I found that the future has not changed… I came here to stop 17 and 18 from activating. But things are not as we expected.”
“What do you mean?” Vegeta’s voice was cold and a little impatient.
Trunks’ eyes swept around and finally stopped at Vegeta: “In my future, Dr. Gero has been killed by Androids 17 and 18. But here, he is not only alive, but also created Android 19. This… is completely inconsistent with history.”
Vegeta’s brows were furrowed, and the doubts in his heart became stronger. He turned his eyes to Piccolo, as if seeking an answer.
Piccolo was silent for a moment, then slowly spoke: “Trunks, is there any connection between your future and our present?”
Trunks nodded, with a hint of bitterness in his voice: “Yes. I originally thought that as long as we eliminated Dr. Gero in advance, we could change the tragedy in the future. But now it seems that things are far more complicated than we thought.”
Vegeta snorted coldly, with a hint of disdain in his eyes: “Humph, whether it’s the future or the present, as long as I, Vegeta, am here, there is nothing I can’t solve.”
A trace of admiration flashed in Trunks’ eyes, but it was soon replaced by worry: “Mr. Vegeta, the strength of No. 17 and No. 18 is far beyond your imagination, so don’t be careless.”
Piccolo’s eyes were solemn, and he said slowly: “We must find Dr. Gallo as soon as possible and stop his plan.”
Vegeta’s mouth corners slightly raised, revealing a sneer: “Humph, Gero, no matter where you hide, I will find you. And number 17 and number 18, I look forward to your strength.”
Trunks’ eyes flashed with determination: “I will work with you to stop him.”
Chapter 10: The Birth of Super No. 18, the Awakening of No. 16 and No. 17 (Old Version)
Vegeta stood on the top of a barren mountain ridge, his sharp eyes piercing through the clouds like an eagle, shooting straight to the distant horizon. Behind him, Trunks, Krillin and Son Gohan gathered in a circle, whispering about the detailed plan to search for Dr. Gero’s laboratory. The air was filled with an indescribable tension, as if every step was on the edge of an unknown fate.
“We must find and destroy that old guy’s research institute before he activates the androids,” Piccolo’s voice was cold and firm, and every word seemed to be fished out of an ice cellar, bringing a bone-chilling chill.
Trunks gripped the hilt of his sword tightly, his eyes flashing with determination. Krillin seemed a little uneasy, and his eyes kept glancing at Caesar standing at the edge of the team. Caesar was silent and gloomy, as if the whole world had nothing to do with him, and as if he was deeply immersed in his own thoughts.
“Caesar, what do you think?” Klin tentatively broke the silence, with a hint of uneasiness in his voice.
Caesar slowly raised his head, his deep eyes seemed to hide endless secrets. “I agree with Piccolo’s plan,” he whispered, his voice hoarse and powerful, “but perhaps we need to act separately to lock on to the target faster.”
Vegeta frowned slightly, but did not object. “Whatever you want,” he said coldly, “as long as you don’t drag down the team.”
The team continued to move forward, but Caesar quietly stopped. He stared at the backs of his companions as they walked away, with a strange smile on his face. The next second, his figure disappeared like a phantom, as if he had never existed.
At the same time, Dr. Gallo was standing outside the door of his secret research institute, holding the android activation device tightly in his hand, with a crazy and twisted smile on his face. His eyes were flashing with desire for power and domination, as if he had seen his future as the ruler of the world. However, before his smile could fully bloom, it suddenly froze on his face.
“Who?!” Dr. Gallo turned around suddenly and saw Caesar appear behind him like a ghost, his eyes as cold as ice.
“Your ambition ends here,” Caesar’s voice was cold and ruthless. As Buu’s ability was activated, his body expanded rapidly and turned into a ball of black flesh, completely devouring Dr. Gero.
After a moment, Caesar regained his human form, with a strange light flashing in his eyes. He raised his hand, and a complex symbol appeared on his palm. “Teleport,” he whispered, and then disappeared from the spot.
The next second, Caesar appeared in the core area of ​​Dr. Gallo’s research institute. He looked around and a sneer rose at the corner of his mouth. “The game has begun,” he said to himself.
Suddenly, a dazzling light broke the silence, and Caesar instantly appeared in the core area of ​​the laboratory. His eyes were firm and his steps were steady, as if he had everything under control.
Caesar fixed his eyes on No. 18’s hibernation capsule and quickly started the awakening procedure. Time was running out, and he had to complete his plan the moment No. 18 woke up. As the hibernation capsule slowly opened, No. 18’s body gradually appeared, and his skin looked pale and fragile under the light.
The moment No. 18 opened her eyes, Caesar turned into a black shadow and quickly enveloped her. His body flowed like mud, completely engulfing No. 18. In Caesar’s body, time seemed to stand still. He used the wisdom of the scientists gathered in his mind to start an unprecedented fusion experiment.
Caesar forced the future No. 18 to merge with the present No. 18, and their powers, memories, and skills were intertwined under Caesar’s control. This process was full of pain and struggle, but Caesar knew that only in this way could he create a super No. 18 with a hundred trillion powers in dual time and space.
As the fusion was completed, Super 18 awakened in Caesar’s internal space. Her eyes flashed with an unprecedented light, and her body exuded a powerful aura.
Caesar’s eyes were locked in the space inside his body. Super No. 18, born from the fusion of No. 18 in the present world and No. 18 in the future, had sharp eyes and was constantly familiarizing herself with the powerful abilities she had acquired in the void. Soon after, Super No. 18 began to practice chaos to improve her realm. Every breath she took carried an indescribable power, as if she had surpassed everything in this world.
As time went by, Super 18 gradually fell into a deep sleep. Her body was wrapped in a mysterious force, as if she was undergoing a long transformation. Her eyes revealed her expectations for the future and her desire for power.
The birth of Super 18 and her chaotic practice will break the balance of this world and bring about an unpredictable mutation. In Caesar’s body, the existence of Super 18 seems to have become a mystery. Every breath she takes carries an indescribable power, as if she has surpassed everything in this world. Her eyes reveal her expectations for the future and her desire for power.
No. 18 used the Buu cells in Caesar’s body to create a clone of himself. Usually, he moves around in the outside world, follows Caesar, and returns to Caesar’s body when necessary. No. 18, the cool and powerful android, used the cells in Caesar’s body that have Buu’s abilities to create a clone of himself. This clone moves around in the outside world, accompanies Caesar, and is inseparable, even fighting side by side in battle. No. 18’s clone has Buu’s regeneration ability and powerful fighting power.
Caesar’s devouring power was like a violent hurricane, sweeping past, and the entire institute was reduced to ruins in an instant. Only the hibernation capsules of No. 16 and No. 17 stood alone among the ruins, like orphans of fate. No. 18 stood among the ruins, her short golden hair shone with a metallic luster under the cold moonlight, like a goddess from a myth. Her eyes were like torches, and her expression was cold, as if she had expected all this, and seemed to be waiting for a destined moment.
She slowly stretched her body, feeling the surging energy flowing through her meridians, and every inch of her skin was telling of the awakening of power. Her eyes swept around, and the broken glass fragments reflected her angular face, cold and resolute. At this moment, No. 18 looked the same as in the real world, but her inner strength was different. The aura she exuded was mysterious and unpredictable, like a god, and ordinary people could not sense it at all. According to preliminary estimates, her combat power has reached an astonishing 600 billion, and this number can continue to rise as the battle progresses, as if her power has no limit, only endless possibilities.
Finally, we are the only ones left. No. 18 murmured softly, with a barely perceptible sense of loneliness in his voice, as if he was recalling some distant past, or lamenting the fickleness of fate.
She turned and walked towards the hibernation chambers of No. 16 and No. 17, and gently pressed the control panel with her slender fingers. With a light beep, the door slowly opened, and cold mist overflowed from the chamber and spread in the air, as if carrying some mysterious power to awaken the sleeping soul.
No. 17 was the first to sit up from the hibernation capsule. A sharp light flashed in his dark eyes, like a sword drawn from its sheath, ready to pierce the darkness at any time. He stretched his stiff limbs, and a meaningful sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, as if he was looking forward to the upcoming fate.
Then, the hatch of No. 16 slowly opened. His tall figure woke up from his deep sleep, with a hint of confusion in his eyes, as if he had not yet fully adapted to this strange world. However, his gaze gradually became firm, as if at some moment, he had found his direction.
We finally woke up, No. 17 whispered, unable to hide the excitement in his voice, as if the long-awaited freedom had finally arrived.
No. 16 stood up slowly, his burly figure casting a heavy shadow in the moonlight. His eyes scanned the surroundings and finally fixed on No. 18, as if he was looking for some kind of answer.
Dr. Gallo is dead. No. 18’s voice was calm and almost cold, as if he was stating an ordinary fact. However, this sentence was like a sharp blade, piercing the tranquility of the night.
No. 17 frowned slightly, and a complex emotion flashed in his eyes, as if he was thinking about the meaning behind this sentence. No. 16 remained expressionless, as if the news had no effect on him, but his eyes became deeper.
Who did it? There was a barely perceptible anger in No. 17’s tone, and the flame of revenge was burning in his dark eyes, as if he was waiting for a moment to pour out all his hatred.
There was no way. He was originally a rich second-generation living a happy life, but was suddenly captured by Dr. Gallo, transformed into a cyborg, and lost his freedom. His anger could not be dissipated, and the only thing he could do was revenge. Now that his enemy is dead, his rage has become even worse.
“I don’t know, maybe it was Sun Wukong and the others.” No. 18 knew, but said ambiguously. Her eyes were deep, as if hiding something, and as if guiding some unpredictable future.
No. 17 clenched his fists, his knuckles turning white from the force. His voice was deep and powerful: “No matter who it is, I will make them pay the price.”
No. 16 was silent for a moment, and finally spoke: “Are our strengths sufficient?”
No. 18 smiled slightly, with a glimmer of confidence in his eyes: “Our strength has already surpassed that of ordinary people. No matter who it is, no one can stop us.”
The three of them had a blazing fire in their hearts. They stood in an empty research institute with only two hibernation capsules, as if foreshadowing the beginning of a new chapter.
Chapter 11: The Research Institute is destroyed, No. 18 vs. Vegeta (old version)
Dr. Gallo’s research institute is hidden deep in a desolate valley, surrounded by towering cliffs and dense primeval forests, as if isolated from the world.
The sunlight was blocked by thick clouds, and the air was filled with a decaying smell. Occasionally, the hoarse cries of crows were heard, which was chilling.
Vegeta, Future Trunks, Krillin and Piccolo stood in front of the gate of the research institute with solemn expressions and sharp eyes.
“This is it.” Vegeta said coldly, with a hint of disdain and contempt in his voice.
He raised his hand, and a ball of golden energy quickly condensed in his palm. The light was so dazzling that it seemed to be able to tear the air apart. He swung his hand violently, and the air mass blasted towards the door like a cannonball.
With a deafening bang, the heavy metal door was instantly blown to pieces, fragments flew everywhere, smoke and dust filled the air, and the smell of burning metal was filled.
The four of them quickly rushed into the institute. It was dark all around, with only a few flickering lights barely illuminating the passage.
There was a strange mechanical atmosphere in the air, as if countless pairs of eyes were secretly watching them, which made people’s backs cold. The walls were covered with complicated pipes and circuits, and from time to time there was a “tick-tick” mechanical sound, as if calculating their every step.
“Be careful, there may be a trap here.”
Future Trunks whispered a warning, his hand already tightly gripping the hilt of the sword. His heartbeat quickened, and he had a vague sense of foreboding, as if they were heading towards the abyss step by step.
He glanced around, trying to pick up any unusual movements in the dim light.
They moved forward along the passage, moving quickly but cautiously.
Finally, they arrived at a huge laboratory. There were three figures in the laboratory – Android 17, 18, and 16, whom they had never seen before.
“This…this is impossible!” Future Trunks widened his eyes and his face turned pale in an instant.
In his memory, Androids 17 and 18 should have been the last to be activated, but now, they have actually woken up, and there is even an additional Android 16!
All the tragic scenarios of the future flashed through his mind quickly, and a strong sense of fear rose in his heart.
“Huh, it looks like our intelligence is wrong.”
Vegeta sneered, a hint of fighting spirit flashing in his eyes.
He didn’t care about the number of opponents, but was excited by the challenge. He clenched his fists, and golden flames swirled around him, as if ready to explode at any time.
“Who are you?” No. 17 asked coldly, with a hint of coldness in his voice, as if it came from the depths of hell.
“We are here to destroy you!”
Vegeta responded without hesitation, his body already in a fighting stance.
His eyes were full of confidence and contempt, as if the enemy before him was not worth mentioning at all.
Future Trunks’ heart beat faster, as he clearly remembered that the power of the androids was far beyond their imagination.
He didn’t dare to hesitate any longer. He roared suddenly and his body was instantly wrapped in golden aura – he transformed into a Super Saiyan.
His golden hair flew in the air, and his eyes gleamed with determination.
“Everyone be careful!”
He warned loudly, and at the same time, a powerful energy was quickly condensed in his hands. The air was spinning in his palms, as if it could swallow everything.
He pushed hard, and the air mass blasted towards the android like a meteor.
“Qigong wave!”
Future Trunks’ voice echoed in the laboratory, and the energy wave rushed towards the android with destructive force.
The huge explosion instantly engulfed the entire laboratory, with smoke and dust rising and flames shooting into the sky, as if the end of the world had come.
The smoke and dust gradually dissipated, and Vegeta and the others looked at the center of the explosion vigilantly, their breathing becoming rapid.
However, when the smoke completely dissipated, their hearts sank.
Androids 17, 18, and 16 were still standing there, unharmed.
Their eyes remained cold, as if the previous attack was just a tickle.
The corners of No. 17’s mouth slightly raised, revealing a sarcastic smile.
“This…how is this possible!?”
There was a slight tremor in Future Trunks’ voice. His energy wave was enough to destroy the entire research institute, but it had no effect on the androids.
A feeling of powerlessness rose in his heart, as if all their efforts were in vain.
“Humph, it seems that your strength is just like this.”
No. 17 said coldly, with a hint of contempt and sarcasm in his voice.
His eyes swept over the four people as if he was looking at a group of ants that could be crushed at any time.
Vegeta clenched his fists and a hint of anger flashed in his eyes.
He would never think that anyone other than Kakarot would be stronger than him. No matter how strong his opponent was, he would defeat him.
The golden flames rose again around him, as if declaring his determination.
Vegeta, the Saiyan prince, is as confident as ever, even arrogant.
The Super Saiyan transformation would unconsciously magnify one’s conceited personality, and even though Vegeta noticed it, he did not suppress it.
He stood on the ruins, staring ahead with a grim gaze, a disdainful smile on his lips.
“Humph, you are just a bunch of artificial humans, how dare you act so arrogant in front of me?”
Vegeta sneered, crossing his arms across his chest, as if the enemy in front of him was just an ant.
No. 17 stood not far away, with a hint of teasing in his eyes.
He shook his head slightly, as if he found Vegeta’s arrogance ridiculous.
However, before he could make a move, a golden figure quickly passed by him and headed straight for Vegeta.
“Let me teach this self-righteous Saiyan a lesson.” No. 18’s voice was cold and firm, and her figure appeared in front of Vegeta like a ghost.
Vegeta was slightly stunned, then snorted coldly:
“Woman? Humph, do you think you can defeat me?”
No. 18 did not answer, but just smiled slightly, with a hint of cunning in his eyes.
She slowly raised her hand, fingers spread out, as if she were playing with a mouse.
Vegeta felt a powerful aura, but because he couldn’t feel the air, he didn’t know that it was a super terrifying energy, but he still didn’t care. After all, in his eyes, No. 18 was just a woman.
“The cat and mouse game begins now.”
No. 18 said softly, and then her figure disappeared in an instant. When she reappeared, she was standing behind Vegeta.
Vegeta turned around suddenly, only to find that No. 18 had disappeared again.
His brows knitted slightly, and he began to feel a little uneasy. No. 18’s speed and strength were far beyond his imagination, but he was still unwilling to admit his disadvantage.
“Hiding and hiding, what’s the point of that!”
Vegeta roared, and then he suddenly burst out with powerful aura, golden light enveloped his whole body, and he entered the state of an entry-level Super Saiyan.
No. 18 appeared again, still with a faint smile on her face.
She looked at Vegeta and whispered, “Oh? Are you finally serious? Then let me see how strong the Saiyan prince is.”
The two men instantly clashed, fists and feet collided, and a huge energy wave erupted.
Each of Vegeta’s punches carries great power, but No. 18 can always easily deflect them.
Her movements were graceful and deliberate, as if she were dancing, while Vegeta seemed a little impatient.
“How is this possible! Her fighting ability is actually comparable to mine!”
Vegeta was shocked, but he was still unwilling to give up. He continued to increase his strength, trying to suppress No. 18.
However, No. 18 seemed to see through his thoughts. She smiled and said:
“Your strength is indeed good, but it is not enough.”
As soon as she finished speaking, No. 18’s aura suddenly increased, and her combat power instantly reached 500 million, the same as Vegeta.
The two fought again, and this time, the battle became more intense. Every punch of Vegeta carried devastating power, but No. 18 was always able to easily resolve it.
“Huh, do you think you can defeat me like this?”
Vegeta sneered, but sweat had already begun to seep out of his forehead. Although the initial Super Saiyan state was powerful, it also consumed a lot of physical strength.
No. 18 looked at Vegeta with a hint of pity in his eyes.
She whispered, “Your strength has begun to decline, right? You won’t be able to hold on for much longer at this rate.”
Vegeta gritted his teeth, feeling a little uneasy.
He knew that what No. 18 said was true, but he still didn’t want to give up.
He kept increasing his strength, trying to defeat No. 18 before he ran out of energy.
However, as time went on, Vegeta’s strength gradually ran out and his movements began to become sluggish.
No. 18 still maintains her elegant posture, and her strength seems to be endless.
“it’s over.”
18 said softly before her fist suddenly struck Vegeta in the chest.
Vegeta’s body flew out like a cannonball, hitting the ground heavily, stirring up a cloud of dust.
“Damn it!!!”
Vegeta struggled to get up, his eyes full of unwillingness. He looked up at No. 18 and said through gritted teeth.
Chapter 12 The Gears of Destiny: Mature Cell Appears (Old Version)
Vegeta never imagined that this seemingly fragile android could have such powerful strength.
At this time, Trunks, Piccolo and others also rushed up. Trunks drew out his sword, and the sword energy overflowed, while Piccolo gathered green energy waves with his hands, ready to launch an attack. Seeing this, No. 17 raised a contemptuous smile at the corner of his mouth, and he greeted him calmly.
Trunks took the lead in attacking, his sword stabbing towards No. 17’s vital point. No. 17 just raised his hand slightly, easily grabbed the sword, and then squeezed it hard, and Trunks’ sword shattered instantly. Before Trunks could react, No. 17 kicked him in the abdomen, and Trunks screamed and flew out.
Seeing that the situation was not good, Piccolo immediately fired an energy wave from his hand. No. 17 did not dodge or evade, but crossed his hands in front of his chest and took the attack head-on. The powerful energy collision produced a violent explosion, and smoke and dust filled the air. When the smoke dissipated, No. 17 stood there unscathed, while Piccolo’s face turned pale and his body trembled slightly due to the backlash of the energy.
No. 18, No. 17 and No. 16 did not continue to attack. They just stood there quietly, without a trace of killing intent in their eyes. No. 18 looked at the embarrassed soldiers in front of him and said, “We don’t want to be enemies with you. We just want to leave here and find our own life. If you don’t stop us, we can keep our distance.”
Although Vegeta and the others were unwilling to give in, they knew that they were no match for them at the moment, so they could only watch No. 18 and the others turn around and leave, disappearing on the distant horizon.
In the wasteland outside Beidu City, No. 18 and his three companions were walking quietly. Suddenly, the air began to distort, and strange ripples appeared like boiling water. A sharp buzzing sound tore through the eardrums, and a dark green figure slowly emerged from the distorted space.
Cell’s appearance seemed to cast a shadow over the world. His dark red lines meandered on his carapace like flowing blood; his translucent wings trembled slightly, causing waves of disturbing energy; in the glass cover on his chest, purple liquid surged, and countless cells could be vaguely seen multiplying crazily.
Cell?! No. 18’s pupils shrank suddenly. In her memory, this monster who should have been sleeping in the incubator now appeared in front of her in a nearly perfect state. What was even more terrifying was that the aura emanating from him was a mixture of the power of Son Goku, Vegeta, and even Frieza, which was as terrifying as the abyss.
No. 17 subconsciously stood in front of No. 18, and a light blue energy ball condensed in his palm: “What are you?” His voice was as cynical as usual, but also contained a hint of vigilance.
Cell opened his fang-filled mouth and let out a creepy laugh: Interesting, you don’t even recognize your own natural enemy? The core of his chest suddenly lit up, and the shadow of No. 18 emerged vaguely. In the future, your sister has become my perfect nutrient. Now, it’s your turn.
No. 17’s face darkened instantly, and the energy ball in his palm was beating violently: What did you say? ! Indigo flames burst out from his body, and the ground under his feet began to crack.
Cell approached slowly, and the air was distorted with every step: I have fused the cells of the most powerful warriors in the universe. And you are just the next piece of the puzzle on my evolutionary path.
No. 18 stood in front of No. 17 who was out of control, with cold eyes: He doesn’t have you in his memory, it seems that the timeline is distorted. But since you are here… She was surrounded by a faint golden light, don’t think about leaving alive.
Cell suddenly disappeared from the spot. No. 17’s pupils shrank suddenly, and he instinctively threw a punch, but only hit the air. Here! Cell’s voice came from behind, and his spiked tail wrapped around No. 17’s neck like lightning, smashing him to the ground.
In the dust, No. 17 got up in a panic, blood oozing from the corner of his mouth. He roared and rushed towards Cell, and the air exploded wherever his fist hit. However, Cell just raised his hand casually and easily caught the attack. His fingertips pierced No. 17’s arm, and corrosive liquid oozed out of the dark red lines.
Impossible… No. 17’s voice was filled with shock and fear. Cell threw him high into the air, appeared above him in an instant, and slammed him down with a knee. With the sound of bones breaking, No. 17 fell like a meteorite, creating a huge crater on the ground.
When the dust settled, No. 17 lay in the ruins, his consciousness gradually blurred. Cell opened his huge mouth, and the black hole that swallowed everything was aimed at him: Now, it’s time to absorb you…”
Cell’s gaping mouth was like a black hole that swallowed everything. A sharp buzzing sound came from the twisted space. No. 17’s broken body struggled in the gravitational field, blood continued to flow from the corners of his mouth, and his unwilling roar was sucked into the terrifying vortex. Just as he was about to touch Cell’s fangs, a huge figure crashed into the battlefield like a meteorite.
?
No. 16’s burly body whistled in the wind, and his right fist smashed towards Cell with the momentum of a landslide. The blow twisted the air, and the ground cracked into spider-web-like patterns. Cell was forced to stop absorbing, flapped his wings and retreated rapidly, leaving five bottomless claw marks on the ground.
Let him go! No. 16’s deep voice was like a roar from deep in his chest. The peace sign on his chest flickered in the sun, and his eyes burned with unprecedented anger. This usually gentle man-made man now exuded a palpitating sense of oppression.
Cell laughed harshly, his compound eyes flashing with contempt: Even No. 17 is no match for me, what can a big guy like you do? Before he finished speaking, his figure had already disappeared. No. 16’s pupils suddenly shrank, and with his super perception, he punched hard. The wind from his fist brushed past Cell’s shell, plowing a hundred-meter-long gully on the ground.
Cell’s tail wrapped around No. 16’s neck like a venomous snake, and threw him fiercely towards the mountain. The entire mountain collapsed in the impact, and smoke and dust filled the air. No. 16 slowly stood up from the ruins, with fine cracks on his face, but his eyes remained firm. He clenched his fists, and a dazzling golden light burst out from his body, dyeing the entire sky golden.
This power… is interesting. Cell licked his lips, and the dark red lines began to beat violently. The wings behind him fully spread out, releasing a terrifying air wave that was enough to distort space. Countless energy bombs were fired at No. 16 like a rainstorm, each of which was enough to destroy a city.
No. 16 crossed his arms and protected himself, resisting the intensive attacks. The ground beneath his feet continued to sink, and his skin peeled off under the impact of the energy, revealing the flashing mechanical structure inside. But he did not retreat a single step, instead he shouted loudly, condensed a huge energy ball around his body, and threw it at Cell with all his strength.
Amid the earth-shattering explosion, smoke and dust covered the entire sky. When the smoke cleared, No. 16 knelt on one knee, his body was damaged in many places, and the peace sign on his chest was also incomplete. Cell was floating in the air without any damage, and there was not even a scratch on his shell.
What a touching sacrifice. Cell slowly descended, his eyes gleaming with greed, but your resistance ends here. He opened his huge mouth, and a gravitational field stronger than before was formed again. No. 16 wanted to stand up to stop him, but found that his joints were severely damaged. He could only watch Cell approach the unconscious No. 17 again…
Chapter 13: The Explosion of Hidden Power and the Weird Turn of Fate (Old Version)
“No!” No. 18 shouted from a distance, his voice full of anxiety and anger.
Her long golden hair was messed up by the wind and sand, and her blue eyes were burning with anger.
With Caesar’s assistance, No. 18 seemed to have gained a new life, and its combat effectiveness soared like a rocket.
Not only that, since the current body is not her real body, even if it is damaged or even sacrificed, it is not a big deal for her.
However, it should be noted that Caesar is not omnipotent and invincible.
In order not to reveal her true strength and avoid unnecessary trouble and distress, she has been consciously restraining and suppressing her own strength.
However, at this moment, when she watched No. 17 about to be swallowed by Cell’s devouring power, the anger deep in her heart burst out completely in an instant like a lit powder keg!
No. 18’s body suddenly burst into dazzling light like a firework being lit! This light was as hot as the sun, instantly illuminating the entire space.
Along with the burst of light, a suffocatingly powerful air wave centered on No. 18 swept in all directions like a circle of continuously spreading ripples.
Wherever this gust of air passed, the raging sandstorms were pushed away as if by an invisible giant hand, and could no longer get close to No. 18.
At this moment, No. 18’s combat power value soared rapidly like a rocket out of control! In the blink of an eye, her combat power value exceeded 8 billion!
This terrifying power gushed out from No. 18’s body continuously like a volcanic eruption, illuminating the entire sky as bright as day.
However, surprisingly, despite the power of No. 18 being so strong, others are completely unable to sense her power. She is like a giant beast hidden in the dark, although she has the power to destroy the world, she is not noticed by anyone.
When Cell felt the tremendous pressure brought by this terrifying force, his originally complacent expression instantly froze on his face, and even a hint of fear flashed in his eyes.
No. 18 flashed and appeared in front of Cell like a silver lightning, and hit Cell in the face with a fierce straight punch.
The huge impact force caused Cell’s huge body to fly backwards, plowing a long gully in the desert.
No. 18 took advantage of the victory and launched a series of kicks and punches on Cell like a rainstorm.
Each attack carried an earth-shattering force, and Cell was beaten without any ability to fight back, and could only use his arms to barely block.
“Do you think you can do whatever you want with your 1.5 billion combat power?”
No. 18 yelled, his voice echoing across the empty desert.
Cell finally managed to steady himself, but before he could catch his breath, No. 18’s energy bomb whizzed towards him.
Cell dodged hastily, and the energy bomb exploded behind him, raising a cloud of dust. No. 18 chased after him and engaged in close combat with Cell in the dust.
Every move she made was precise and deadly. Cell was beaten back step by step, with new wounds constantly appearing on his body.
Just when No. 18 thought he had won and was about to give Cell the final blow, something unexpected happened.
While Cell was fighting fiercely with No. 18, a very strange smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth. This smile was creepy, as if he already knew everything.
At the same time, behind No. 17, who was struggling to get up, a dark shadow quietly emerged like a ghost. This dark shadow loomed in the darkness, like a demon from hell, exuding a terrifying aura.
When the shadow gradually became clear, people were surprised to find that it was another Cell! It turned out that Cell had long anticipated that there might be an unexpected situation in this battle, so he secretly used Piccolo’s clone skill and left this back-up.
The newly appeared Cell was as fast as lightning, and rushed behind No. 17 like a gust of wind. Before No. 17 even had time to react, he was hugged tightly by this Cell with a thunderous force.
“No!” No. 18 screamed in horror, her voice full of despair and helplessness, but it was too late.
Right in front of No. 18, Cell opened his ferocious tail and mouth, like a bottomless black hole, covering No. 17 completely.
No. 17 seemed so small in front of this terrifying mouth. His body was swallowed up bit by bit, as if he was going to be buried forever in this dark abyss.
No. 17 struggled in pain, and his screams echoed throughout the entire space, making it unbearable to listen to.
His strength and his life were ruthlessly taken away by Cell at this moment.
As the devouring continued, Cell’s body began to undergo amazing changes. His size continued to expand like a balloon, and the patterns on his body became more and more complicated, as if showing his powerful strength and terrifying evolution.
Cell is evolving towards his perfect form. His aura is becoming more and more powerful, making people feel an irresistible pressure.
Cell’s body began to tremble violently, as if an unstoppable force was surging in his body.
Its originally slightly tight skin suddenly became swollen, as if it was constantly filled with invisible air.
On the dark green skin, the iconic lines began to twist and deform, spreading and interweaving at a speed visible to the naked eye, like countless black vines growing wildly.
On its back, the originally smooth shell suddenly bulged, making a teeth-grinding sound of bones squeezing.
Brand new shells emerged from under the skin, stacked up layer by layer to form a hard ridge-like structure, flashing a strange metallic luster.
The muscles in its arms and legs bulged, and blood vessels wriggled under the skin like earthworms. Its originally slender limbs began to swell and become thick, and every inch of muscle was filled with explosive power.
Cell’s head also underwent a huge change. Its forehead gradually bulged, and its two dark red compound eyes protruded outward, becoming even more ferocious and terrifying.
As the evolution progressed, a purple energy halo surrounded Cell’s body. This energy continued to roll and surge, forming circles of twisted air waves, which drew the surrounding sand and rocks into it, forming a huge rotating storm around its body.
The ground began to shake violently, and cracks spread out from it, as if even the earth was shaking at the powerful force.
Finally, Cell raised his head and let out a deafening roar, his voice full of violence and pride.
The purple energy surged instantly, and the light was so bright that it was impossible to look directly at it. When the light gradually dissipated, a brand new, complete Cell exuding a terrifying pressure appeared in front of everyone.
Chapter 14: Caesar’s Shadow and the Death Arena (Old Version)
Cell, the ultimate android created by Dr. Gero, was at the critical moment of becoming a complete man. His ferocious body trembled slightly, and a chilling aura emanated from his body. The powerful energy fluctuations distorted the air around him.
No. 18 was standing not far away, and a hint of anxiety now appeared on her originally cold face.
Her eyes were fixed on Cell, and she was secretly worried about the safety of No. 17.
No. 17 is her twin brother. The two of them were transformed into artificial humans together. In this cruel world, they are the closest to each other.
“Caesar, please…save No. 17.” No. 18 called out silently in his heart, with a barely perceptible tremor in his voice.
Caesar, this name is her only hope at this moment. Caesar’s cells exist in her body, although it is usually not obvious, but she knows that Caesar has a powerful and mysterious power.
As if he had heard No. 18’s thoughts, Caesar responded. A strange wave came out of No. 18’s body, and then part of her body began to change.
The body belonging to Caesar’s cell combination gradually separated some cells, which quickly fused and deformed into a huge bubble gum-like substance.
A strange light flickered on its surface as it slowly floated towards Cell.
At this moment, Cell was about to successfully evolve into his perfect form. The light was so bright and dazzling that everyone had to squint their eyes.
At this critical moment, the huge bubble gum-like substance took advantage of the cover of light and wrapped around Cell at an extremely fast speed.
Cell seemed to sense the danger and roared angrily. He struggled desperately, trying to break free from the sudden restraint. But the bubble gum-like substance stuck to him tightly and kept shrinking, wrapping his body tighter and tighter.
As the bubble gum-like substance shrank, Cell’s body was gradually swallowed up. His roar became weaker and weaker, and finally disappeared.
Cell lost consciousness and was successfully transported to Caesar’s inner space. And No. 17, who was originally absorbed by Cell, was saved and separated. However, due to the special circumstances during the separation, No. 17 remained in Caesar’s inner space.
No. 18 looked at the place where Cell disappeared, and his worries were finally relieved a little.
She knew that No. 17 was safe for the time being. Although he was in an unknown space inside Caesar’s body, it was better than being absorbed by Cell and becoming a part of his complete body. No. 18 did not hesitate and quickly seized this fleeting opportunity. While the mysterious light had not yet dissipated, she rushed into Caesar’s body with the seriously injured No. 16 without hesitation.
At this moment, she had only one thought in her mind, which was to get No. 16 treated as soon as possible. Because she knew very well that No. 16’s injuries were very serious, and if he could not be treated in time, the consequences would be disastrous.
As for this world, No. 18 no longer has much to miss. For her, it has lost the meaning of continuing to move here. All her thoughts are focused on No. 17, and she is worried about his health.
However, the existence of No. 16 is obviously different from the historical trajectory. According to the original development, the Dragon Ball Warriors have a very low acceptance of No. 16.
Although in the original trajectory, Son Gohan transformed into a Super Saiyan 2 in extreme anger after witnessing No. 16 being brutally killed by Cell, afterwards, the Dragon Ball warriors never seemed to consider resurrecting No. 16, and even Son Gohan was no exception.
Now, No. 16 has suffered a serious blow. Even if the Dragon Ball warriors can barely tolerate his existence, there is an 80% chance that they will treat him coldly.
After all, the original intention of repairing No. 16 was just to defeat Cell, and he needed to rely on his power.
Not only that, in the original trajectory, Bulma also secretly took away No. 16’s trump card – the bomb, without him noticing.
This behavior is really surprising. After all, as a powerful robot, No. 16’s defense system should be quite tight.
Yet, Bulma is able to take away his bomb so easily, which certainly shows how smart and skilled she is.
In the original trajectory, when Bulma was repairing No. 16, she must have mastered all the data of No. 16. This means that her understanding of No. 16 has reached a very deep level.
If No. 16 wants to do something that harms the Earth, Bulma is fully capable of stopping him because she not only knows No. 16’s weaknesses, but can also use this information against him.
It can be imagined that if the Dragon Ball warriors knew that No. 16 actually had a bomb in his body that could threaten the safety of the Blue Water Planet, his situation would become extremely dangerous.
After all, the Dragon Ball Warriors have always claimed to be the guardians of the Blue Water Planet, and they will never tolerate any existence that may pose a threat to the Blue Water Planet.
Once they discover No. 16’s secret, they will probably take action without hesitation to destroy him.
Just as the light was about to dissipate, an amazing change occurred. The bubble gum-like substance that wrapped around Cell began to rapidly deform, perfectly replicating every detail of Cell, from the iconic shell to the absorption hole at the tip of the tail, and even Cell’s evil eyes. Countless tiny cells quickly reorganized, and in just a few seconds, a “brand new” Cell appeared in the same place.
This “Cell” transformed from Caesar’s cells slowly opened his eyes. A fleeting blue flashed in the depths of his green pupils, and then they were filled with cold murderous intent.
It stretched its neck with a crackling sound, and the curve of its mouth was exactly the same as the real Cell, its arrogance and pride were perfectly replicated, as if this body was supposed to be like this.
The newly born complete body stretched out its slender body, and its light green skin glowed with a warm jade-like luster.
Unlike the previous two forms that were bloated and rough, its body at this moment was well-proportioned and smooth, and every muscle line was like a precisely calculated killing machine. It possessed the explosive power to tear apart space, while retaining the agile posture of a cheetah.
On that human-like face, two sharp green vertical pupils seemed to be able to see through the soul, and the tiny breathing holes on the wings of the nose twitched with a gentle rhythm.
When it grinned, revealing its sharp white teeth, the width of its mouth from the earlobes and the twisted arc instantly tore the disguised “humanity” to pieces.
The broad shoulders and back are bulging with smooth muscles, and the slender knuckles end with sharp amber claws.
As it waved its arms casually, the air made a teeth-grinding tearing sound.
The abdominal muscles under the thick chest were as clear as if carved by a knife. The wings that suddenly spread out behind him were ten feet long. The translucent membrane wings were covered with spider-web-like dark patterns. A slight flap would stir up a sandstorm.
When it steps out its legs, its calf muscles contract and tug like steel cables, and the soles of its feet, covered with keratinous bumps, reveal a crisp sound as its soles crush the ground.
The light green skin glowed like mother-of-pearl in the sunlight, and beneath the seemingly flexible surface, there was a faint sound of bones colliding…
Planet Aquamarine. The communication tower next to the Cell Tournament arena prepared by Caesar.
In the dark communication tower, the flickering electronic screen cast a strange blue light on Caesar. At this moment, he looked like Cell who had just evolved into a complete form. The surface of his body was flowing with mysterious and dangerous energy fluctuations, faintly emitting a palpitating sense of oppression.
Caesar walked slowly to the center of the laboratory and casually touched the high-tech equipment beside him.
As he operated, the holographic projection device in the laboratory started up, and countless light spots gathered in the air, gradually forming a huge virtual screen.
His eyes were cold and crazy, with a cruel smile on the corner of his mouth. In his mind, he was planning a plan that would shock the world – to hold a “Cell Conference” that would change the fate of the entire Blue Water Planet.
Soon, Caesar successfully controlled almost all media that could transmit information, including TV stations, online live broadcast platforms, electronic billboards, etc. around the world by invading the global network system.
In an instant, no matter what people were doing, the screens of all electronic devices were forced to switch, and Caesar’s chilling figure appeared on the screen.
On streets around the world, bustling crowds stopped and looked up at electronic billboards that suddenly changed their images.
In the shopping mall, shoppers stopped and stared at the big screen; at home, people who were leisurely watching TV were also attracted by this sudden change and stared at the TV screen.
“Ants of the Blue Water Planet, listen carefully!”
Caesar’s voice was transmitted to every corner of the world through the equipment, full of arrogance and disdain, as if he was looking down at a group of insignificant insects.
His voice was low and hoarse, carrying a captivating power that made everyone hold their breath involuntarily.
“I, Cell, a perfect life form born from the most advanced technology, am here to announce to you the future of Planet Aquamarine!”
Caesar slowly raised his arms, and the energy in his body surged slightly. Under the light, his angular body outline looked even more hideous and terrifying.
“You may be curious about my origins, so let me tell you. I am the ultimate artificial human carefully designed and manufactured by Dr. Gero. I am a fusion of the cells of many powerful warriors in the universe, and I carry power and ambition that surpass everything!”
As Caesar spoke, a series of images began to play on the screen.
In the picture, the evil Dr. Gro is busy conducting all kinds of crazy experiments in the laboratory, injecting cells of different organisms into the culture chamber, and all kinds of strange creatures are twisting and struggling in the culture fluid.
“These images record the process of my birth. Dr. Gro spent his entire life to create a perfect being like me, and now, I have surpassed his imagination and become an invincible being!” There was a hint of contempt for the creator in Caesar’s voice.
“Now, I’m going to hold the Cell Conference!”
Caesar suddenly raised his voice, with a crazy light flashing in his eyes.
“This will be a battle event that will attract worldwide attention. All warriors who claim to be powerful can come and participate. Here, you will have the opportunity to compete with me, the most powerful being in this world!”
He opened his arms as if challenging the whole world.
“But you’d better understand that this conference has only one outcome. If no one can defeat me in battle, then when the conference ends, it will be the day when Water Blue Planet is destroyed!”
Caesar’s eyes became extremely cold, and the energy in his body exploded wildly, and the air around him was distorted by this powerful force.
“I want you to struggle in fear and hope for a miracle in despair. But unfortunately, this miracle will never come!”
Caesar laughed wildly, his laughter was full of ridicule and contempt for the whole world.
“Get ready for death, creatures of Planet Aquamarine! The Cell Conference is about to begin!”
After saying that, Caesar waved his hand, and all the electronic equipment images instantly returned to normal, leaving people all over the world standing there in a daze, their faces filled with horror and disbelief.
A crisis concerning the survival of the Blue Water Planet has begun.
Chapter 15: The Transformation of the Spiritual Time House and the Opening of the Fateful Showdown (Old Version)
In the Temple of Heaven, Sun Wukong knelt on one knee on the smooth marble floor, his hands supporting his knee, with beads of sweat still hanging on his forehead.
He looked up at the God, his eyes full of determination and anxiety: “Lord God, Cell’s power is too strong. If we go into battle now, we will have no chance of winning. The Spirit Time Chamber is our only chance.”
Piccolo crossed his arms over his chest, veins throbbing slightly under his dark green skin. He stared at the rolling clouds in the distance and said in a deep voice:
“Son Wukong is right. The aura emanating from that monster… I have never felt such a terrifying sense of oppression. We must become stronger.”
Krillin rubbed his hands, his face full of worry: “But…but Cell has declared war on the whole world. He said that if no one can defeat him, he will destroy the earth. Can we really wait?”
Yamcha gritted his teeth and clenched his fists, “I won’t accept this! If I just hide like this, what kind of warrior am I!”
“Yamcha, calm down!” Tien Shinhan put his hand on his shoulder, “If we act impulsively now, we will only lose our lives. Goku’s plan is correct, we need time.”
Vegeta stood aside, sneered and crossed his arms: “Humph, a bunch of cowards. But since Kakarot said so, I will be patient for now. But don’t think I will wait forever.”
He turned to look at Trunks, a rare look of concern in his eyes: “Boy, follow me into the Time Chamber, I will not show mercy.”
Trunks gripped the hilt of his sword, his eyes firm: “Father, I won’t let you down.”
Bulma stood aside, her arms crossed over her chest, her brows furrowed: “I really hope that the Time Chamber can make you stronger… The fate of the Earth depends on you.”
The god nodded and said slowly: “One day in the Spirit Time Chamber is one year in the outside world. I hope that during this period of time, Cell will not attack prematurely.”
He raised his hand and a beam of light shot towards Vegeta and Trunks, enveloping them both.
When the light faded, Vegeta and Trunks had disappeared from the spot.
The others sat around the edge of the Temple of Heaven, looking at the Earth below. On the electronic screens in the city, Cell’s hideous face continued to play his terrifying declaration.
Chi-Chi hugged young Gohan tightly, tears welling up in her eyes: “Gohan is still so young… I’m really worried.”
Even though Gohan was scared, he still tried to force a smile: “Don’t be afraid, Mom. Dad and I will become stronger and will definitely protect you all.”
Master Roshi leaned on his cane, looked up at the sky, and muttered to himself: “I didn’t expect that my old bones would encounter such a powerful enemy… I hope you can create a miracle, boys.”
The white mist that had been lingering in the Spirit Time Room all year round suddenly surged up, and the purple-black flames wrapped around Vegeta’s body exploded, and the ground where he stepped on cracked like a spider web.
Trunks’ knuckles turned white as he gripped the hilt of the sword. The blue light that burst out from the trembling sword cut tiny cracks in the surrounding space – they had been training in this condensed space and time for a full fifteen months.
“Hahahaha!” Vegeta pulled his mouth open to reveal his sharp white teeth, “No matter how strong Kakarot is, he can never surpass me now! Cell is nothing but an ant waiting to be slaughtered!”
He swung his fist suddenly, and with the sound of the wind from his fist tearing through the air, the iceberg in the distance exploded into pieces.
Trunks slowly sheathed his sword, but the look in his eyes beneath his blue-purple bangs was colder than the blade of the sword.
This year, he not only integrated the fighting skills of the future world into close combat, but also awakened new powers under fear.
He gently stroked the lines on the hilt that were distorted by the energy impact, and a secret arc appeared at the corner of his mouth – his father didn’t know yet that he had gained powerful strength when he broke through again and again.
When the light enveloped the two and they returned to the Celestial Temple, Bulma almost threw herself over and hugged Trunks tightly. Her fingertips touched the cracks on her son’s shoulder armor, and her eyes instantly turned red: “You’re hurt?!”
“It’s just a minor injury.” Trunks met his mother’s worried gaze, but out of the corner of his eye he saw Vegeta raising his chin provocatively at Piccolo.
“Bastard, do you feel it?” Vegeta’s aura surged, and the stone slabs on the ground crumbled under the energy pressure. “Now, even if I don’t become a Super Saiyan, I can easily crush Cell’s head!”
Piccolo’s pupils shrank slightly, and the muscles under his dark green skin instinctively tensed. He felt the dormant power in Vegeta’s body, like a volcano about to erupt, and the pressure from it alone made his breathing tight.
Son Goku, with excitement burning in his eyes: “Hey, Vegeta, don’t get too carried away!”
“Kakarot, if you have the guts, challenge me right now!” Vegeta instantly flashed in front of Son Goku, their noses almost touching.
Son Goku remained calm and Vegeta stopped. He had his own self-respect and said that he would compete with Son Goku again after he finished his training.
Vegeta instantly turned into golden light and rushed towards the clouds. Trunks started almost at the same time, and blue-purple afterimages drew cross-trajectory tracks in the air.
Sun Wukong scratched his head as he looked at the direction where the two people were going away. Although he had a smile on his face, his clenched fists revealed his nervousness.
Piccolo took a deep breath, turned to Krillin and the others and said, “We should also prepare. Cell won’t give us too much time.”
Under the clouds, Vegeta and Trunks were moving faster and faster. Trunks looked at his father’s flying blond hair, and the purple energy ball in his palm grew bigger and bigger – this upcoming battle might be the best stage to verify his own strength.
Pure murderous intent burned in Vegeta’s scarlet pupils. He wanted to let Cell know that the title of the universe’s number one warrior would always belong to the Saiyan prince.
The Cell game arena stands on the barren plain like the bared fangs of a giant beast.
Caesar (disguised as Cell) stood in the center of the ring with his arms folded across his chest. His light green skin glowed strangely in the sunlight, and there was a scornful arc at the corner of his mouth.
He narrowed his eyes slightly, feeling the powerful aura gradually approaching in the air – that aura full of violence and confidence undoubtedly came from Vegeta.
“Hmph, you finally can’t hold it in anymore, Saiyan Prince.” Caesar whispered to himself, his voice full of sarcasm.
He slowly stretched his body, and the translucent wings behind him flapped gently, stirring up a cloud of gravel. “You’ve come just in time. Let me show you what true invincibility is.”
Vegeta, wrapped in golden aura, streaked across the sky like a meteor, and Trunks followed closely behind.
When landing, the powerful impact created two deep pits on the ground. Vegeta shook his golden hair that was blown up by the air wave, stared at “Cell” on the ring with his scarlet eyes, and a cruel smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: “Monster, are you ready to die?”
Caesar laughed wildly, and the sound echoed in the empty field. “Just you? Vegeta, you are still so arrogant. But it doesn’t matter. I was just thinking of trying to see how long you can hold out against me now.”
The energy around him suddenly exploded, and the light green energy formed a huge vortex, and the surrounding air was distorted and deformed.
Trunks stood not far away, watching Caesar’s every move vigilantly.
He could feel that the “Cell” in front of him was even more powerful than the one they simulated in the time chamber.
But he was not afraid, instead he felt a strong fighting spirit.
?On the ring, Vegeta’s scarlet eyes were fixed on Caesar, and a provocative sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.
The energy around him began to surge violently, and his originally tied-up golden hair trembled slightly, as if electric currents were running through his hair.
“Bastard, open your eyes and watch!” Vegeta roared in a low voice, and a suppressed energy began to erupt like a volcano.
The first thing to change was his skin. His originally fair complexion took on a faint bronze hue under the golden aura, and his muscle lines began to bulge like knotted steel.
He took a deep breath, his chest suddenly expanded, and his whole body seemed to grow half a head taller.
With a deafening roar, golden aura burst out from his body like a surging tide, forming an energy column with a diameter of several meters that shot straight into the sky.
Vegeta’s golden hair instantly stood up, dyed a dazzling golden color, and every strand seemed to be burning.
His pupils turned a terrifying light green, and his eyes burned with a fiery desire to fight and a paranoid desire for victory.
The temperature in the air rose sharply, and the sand and rocks on the ground began to melt under the high temperature, producing bursts of white mist.
His muscles continued to expand and contract, and the blood vessels under his skin were clearly visible, throbbing with the surge of energy.
Every breath was accompanied by an explosion of air waves, and the arena under his feet began to form spider-web-like cracks under the powerful pressure.
Vegeta raised his arm and threw a punch casually. A sharp sonic boom suddenly sounded in the void, and the mountains in the distance exploded.
“Hahahaha! This is my full strength. I’m so tired. Quick, tragic tower!” Vegeta laughed wildly, his voice exploding in the air like thunder.
He suddenly opened his arms, as if he wanted to embrace the whole world. As he moved, a powerful golden flame gushed out of his body like a volcanic eruption, instantly enveloping his entire body in a dazzling light.
This golden flame was like a burning flame, raging and raging, constantly rolling and jumping, as if to devour everything. Wherever it passed, the space was distorted and torn apart, making crackling sounds, as if the entire universe was trembling with Vegeta’s power.
“Do you feel it, monster?” Vegeta’s laughter became more and more crazy. His eyes were fixed on Caesar in front of him, and the murderous intent in his eyes was gushing out like substance. “This power is enough to crush you into powder!”
His combat power value continued to rise, and finally stabilized at a terrifying height of 2 billion.
At this moment, Vegeta was like the god of war, and the golden light illuminated the entire battlefield.
Every subtle movement of his was accompanied by powerful energy fluctuations, and even the air was distorted under his pressure.
In this suffocating feeling of oppression, he stared at Caesar with his scarlet eyes, ready to give his opponent a fatal blow.
Chapter 16: Vegeta’s Failure and Trunks’ Rage (Old Version)
In the Cell game arena, the golden aura around Vegeta surged like boiling magma, burning and deforming the air within a hundred meters.
He pulled open his mouth to reveal his sharp teeth, and in his scarlet eyes there danced a crazy flame:
“Bastard! Open your dog eyes–“
Before he finished his words, Caesar (disguised as Cell) suddenly laughed with his head raised. The muscles under his light green skin trembled slightly with laughter. The translucent wings behind him moved without wind, and the airflow they created rolled the gravel on the ground into a vortex.
“With just this level, you are qualified to call yourself invincible?” Caesar slowly stretched out his index finger and rubbed it casually across the corner of his mouth, as if he was facing not an enemy but an ant.
Vegeta’s roar was instantly stuck in his throat. He had never been looked down upon like this before. The bulging blue veins crawled up his neck to his cheeks. His golden aura suddenly surged three times, and the ring under his feet “cracked” and cracked into spider-web-like patterns.
Trunks’ pupils suddenly shrank, and just as he was about to warn, Vegeta turned into a golden afterimage and rushed forward.
His right fist with the force of thunder smashed towards Caesar’s face, and the wind from his fist made a sharp whistle in the air that tore through space. However, Caesar didn’t even raise his eyes, but just turned his head casually, and Vegeta’s attack brushed past his ear.
The next second, Caesar’s elbow struck Vegeta’s ribs like lightning. The seemingly light blow made Vegeta fly backwards like a kite with a broken string, plowing a hundred-meter-long ditch on the ground.
“How…how is this possible!” Vegeta struggled to prop up his upper body, blood flowing from the corner of his mouth, staring at Caesar in disbelief.
Before he could stand firm, Caesar appeared behind him like a ghost, clasped his neck with his slender fingers, and lifted him off the ground easily: “The so-called 2 billion combat power is nothing but the self-satisfaction of a frog in a well.”
Light green energy oozed from Caesar’s fingertips and wrapped around Vegeta’s arm like a poisonous snake, leaving the skin with a strange blue-gray color wherever it passed.
Trunks’s sword-holding hand exerted force instantly, and blue light burst out: “Let him go!” However, Caesar did not even turn his head, and flicked his fingers towards the ground. A wave of energy cut off Trunks’ attack as accurately as a sharp sword. Amidst the flying gravel, Trunks was forced to take several steps back.
Vegeta’s neck, with veins bulging, struggled violently in Caesar’s palm, but he couldn’t break free at all.
Caesar suddenly let go of his hand, and at the moment when Vegeta staggered forward, he kneed him hard in the abdomen. A large amount of blood sprayed out of Vegeta’s mouth, and the golden aura of the Super Saiyan suddenly dimmed.
Then, Caesar threw three consecutive punches: his left fist shattered Vegeta’s defensive arm, his right fist hit him in the heart, and the last uppercut hit his jaw directly.
Vegeta flew into the air and landed heavily at Trunks’ feet. His golden hair slowly turned back to black and his eyes closed as he lost consciousness.
Trunks’ pupils reflected his unconscious father, and his hand holding the sword trembled. Caesar walked slowly, light green energy condensed into a ball at his fingertips, and said grimly: “Saiyans, nothing more than that.”
Trunks knelt on one knee and stroked Vegeta’s blood-stained cheek with trembling fingers. The wet and cold touch from his fingertips made his pupils shrink violently.
The sneering voice of Caesar (disguised as Cell) in the distance pierced the eardrums like a steel needle. A light green energy ball danced in the other’s palm, reflecting the twisted corners of his mouth.
At this moment, the memories of the future world came flooding in like a tide – the tragic scene of being slaughtered by the androids, the mother’s desperate tears, the countless days and nights of his own solitary practice. All the suppressed fear and anger broke through the dam of reason in an instant.
“ah–!!”
Trunks howled toward the sky, his voice filled with the roar of ten years of purgatory.
The energy around him surged wildly like a golden vortex. His blue-purple bangs were blown away by the air waves, revealing the bulging blue veins on his forehead.
The first thing to change was the skin. The originally fair complexion turned a sickly red, and the muscles bulged rapidly under the skin like living things awakening. The fabric of the shirt made a tearing sound as it could not bear the weight.
His golden hair stood up inch by inch, first stained with a light silver color, and then burst into a dazzling golden light like a ignited sun.
The green pupils were completely replaced by violent light green, and murderous intent that was enough to devour everything surged in the eyes.
As the bones made a teeth-grinding cracking sound, Trunks’ body suddenly grew half a head. The bulging muscle lines were like carved granite, and every inch contained the power of destruction.
The ground cracked with him as the center, and countless cracks spread to the edge of the ring like a spider web.
The temperature in the air rose sharply, the sand and gravel melted into red magma under the high temperature, and the steaming heat waves distorted the light.
Trunks slowly raised his head, and the golden aura around him condensed into a ferocious dragon-shaped shadow, inhaling and exhaling electric light with his breathing. Amid the crackling sound of electric current, the air within a hundred meters was ionized into purple.
“You…damn it.” Trunks’ voice was low and hoarse, but it was clearly heard by Caesar.
When he clenched his fist, the energy sparks that exploded from his palm cut tiny cracks in the surrounding space, and each line flashed a dangerous purple light.
The power of the third stage of the first stage of the Super Saiyan was fully awakened, and the golden flames rose into the sky like a raging tsunami, tearing huge holes in the clouds, and even the birds flying in the sky were shocked and fell by this pressure.
Caesar finally put away his contemptuous smile and his pupils shrank slightly.
He felt the power in the other person’s body that was about to get out of control – it was the murderous intent tempered by despair, the madness of risking everything, and the determination to die together.
The ground beneath Trunks’ feet completely collapsed, and he rushed towards Caesar like a golden meteor, leaving a trail of burning purple lightning wherever he passed.
The golden meteor that Trunks transformed into tore through the sky, and the purple lightning wrapped around his body split the clouds in half.
Every time he swung his punch, it was accompanied by a deafening sonic boom. Wherever his fists passed, the air was compressed into cone-shaped air waves visible to the naked eye, and the huge rocks at the edge of the ring exploded into powder in the aftermath.
Caesar’s (disguised as Cell) pupils shrank slightly, and the muscles under his light green skin instinctively tensed – this power, which was filled with murderous intent, was even more oppressive than Vegeta’s.
“Give it to me—!” Trunks shouted, and his right fist, wrapped in spiral golden energy, slammed towards Caesar’s face.
Just as the fist was about to touch, Caesar disappeared like a ghost, and Trunks’ attack hit the center of the ring heavily. The circular venue with a diameter of 100 meters instantly sank into a bottomless pit.
Before the smoke and dust had cleared, Caesar had appeared behind Trunks, his slender fingers pointing at the back of his neck like a venomous snake.
Trunks reacted extremely quickly, flipping over and kicking out a sweeping kick with purple flames, but Caesar easily jumped up and avoided it, and his light green figure drew an elegant arc in the air.
“A fool who seeks strength but sacrifices speed.”
Caesar’s voice was full of teasing, and he suddenly swooped down from above Trunks’ head.
His fingertips condensed into sharp energy blades, piercing Trunks’ shoulder like claws.
Trunks hastily swung his arm to block, and his skin was instantly cut open with a hideous wound, and blood splattered like a fountain.
Before he could fight back, Caesar’s knee had already hit him hard in the abdomen. Trunks flew backwards like a kite with a broken string, rolling hundreds of meters on the ground before he could barely stabilize his body.
Trunks wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and his golden aura surged three times.
He roared and charged again, this time using both arms to exert force at the same time, and countless golden energy bombs poured out like a rainstorm.
Caesar sneered, and the light green energy around him turned into a vortex, swallowing up all the attacks.
The next second, he took the initiative to attack, and his speed was so fast that it left more than ten afterimages in the air.
Trunks’ pupils suddenly shrank, and before he could see the opponent’s movements clearly, he was hit hard on the cheek by a punch. The powerful impact made him roll seven times in the air, and his teeth mixed with blood splattered out.
“Too slow!” Caesar’s voice came from all directions. As soon as Trunks raised his head, he was kicked in the abdomen continuously.
Each kick carried the force to split mountains and rocks, and his ribs made a heart-pounding crisp sound with the impact.
Trunks tried to gather energy to fight back, but Caesar grabbed his wrist accurately. Light green energy rushed into his arm crazily, and the burning pain made him scream.
“The so-called power of 3.3 billion…”
Caesar grabbed Trunks’ neck with one hand and lifted him off the ground, “You are just a burden seeking your own death.”
He slammed Trunks into the ground, and the ring completely collapsed on impact, with debris shooting into the sky like a meteorite.
Trunks struggled to stand up, the golden aura flickered, and Caesar approached him like a thorn in the flesh, punching him in the face three times in a row.
Trunks’ consciousness gradually blurred in the severe pain.
“I will let you off this time, but don’t think you can rest easy! At the Cell Conference in two days, I will never show mercy again and will make you pay a heavy price!”
As soon as he finished speaking, a sneer appeared on Caesar’s lips, and then he waved his hands. The ring that had been destroyed beyond recognition was instantly restored to its original state, as if the fierce battle before had never happened.
Caesar jumped lightly and landed steadily in the center of the ring. He held his head high and chest out, staring into the distance with sharp eyes, as if waiting for the official start of the Cell Conference.
On the other side, Trunks was struggling to support his wounded body, his steps seemed a little staggering.
Despite this, he still hugged the unconscious Vegeta tightly and flew out of the arena step by step.
Chapter 17: Leaving the Time Room and Confrontation Before the War (Old Version)
In the Temple of Heaven, Sun Wukong and his son slowly walked out after opening the door of the Time House. The sunlight shone on him, causing him to squint slightly.
After adapting to the dim light in the room, the bright world outside seemed particularly dazzling. He moved his body, and his joints made a “cracking” sound.
“Goku! You finally came out!” Bulma saw Son Goku coming out and hurried over to him, her face full of worry and concern.
“Vegeta and Trunks were defeated in the battle with Cell, and Cell proposed to hold the Cell Tournament. What…what should we do?”
Son Goku smiled lightly, his eyes sparkling with confidence: “Don’t worry, Bulma. Since Cell dares to hold a conference, then I will naturally go to meet him. However, I am not going to fight him directly this time. I have to feel his bottom line first.”
Trunks stepped forward, his eyes filled with admiration and self-blame: “Mr. Goku, my father and I both failed. Cell’s strength… is too strong.”
Son Goku patted Trunks on the shoulder and said, “It’s okay, Trunks. Failure is the mother of success! Besides, I can feel that Cell’s strength is still hidden. This time I go, just to test him.”
Vegeta snorted coldly and turned his head away, but his eyes also revealed a hint of expectation: “Humph, I hope you won’t let me down, Kakarot.”
Sun Wukong nodded and took a deep breath. He concentrated and felt Caesar’s energy.
Although Caesar’s Qi was well hidden, Sun Wukong, with his years of combat experience and keen perception of Qi, was still able to capture that unique and evil aura.
“Found it!” Sun Wukong whispered to himself.
He squatted down slightly, clenched his fists, and the energy in his body began to gather. The golden light emanated from his body again.
In an instant, Sun Wukong disappeared from the Heavenly Temple. He used instant teleportation to fly towards the arena of the Cell Tournament.
At the moment of traveling through space, countless images flashed through Sun Wukong’s mind, including scenes of past battles, laughter with his companions, and worries about the future.
But these thoughts only flashed through his mind, and soon, there was only one goal left in his mind – to test Cell’s strength.
When Son Goku appeared on the stage of the Cell Tournament, there was silence all around.
People were shocked by the sudden strong aura. Sun Wukong stood on the ring, his eyes were like torches, scanning the surroundings.
Not far away, Caesar slowly walked out. Cell’s iconic green body flickered strangely in the sunlight.
“Oh? Sun Wukong, you’re finally here. I thought you didn’t dare to come.”
Caesar’s voice was full of provocation and confidence.
Sun Wukong looked at Caesar, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised: “Cell, I didn’t come here to fight you this time, I just want to see how capable you are.”
Cell burst into laughter: “Hahahaha! Son Goku, do you think you can test my strength like this? But since you are here, I will let you feel it.”
As he spoke, Cell’s energy began to surge, and he displayed his combat power to 4 billion.
Son Goku felt the energy released by Cell and thought to himself: “4 billion combat power, it seems that this is not his full strength. However, this is enough for me to have a preliminary understanding of him.”
“Cell, you are indeed very strong.” Sun Wukong said, “But I believe that we will definitely defeat you.”
Cell sneered: “Just you? Son Goku, don’t be so naive. However, I am looking forward to a real showdown with you at the Cell Tournament.”
Sun Wukong nodded: “I am looking forward to it too. But before that, I will become stronger.”
After saying that, Sun Wukong bowed slightly to Cell, “Let’s stop here for today, Cell. We’ll see you at the Cell Conference.”
After saying that, Sun Wukong used instant movement again and disappeared from the stage.
Sun Wukong’s figure streaked across the sky like a meteor and disappeared in a flash, but the powerful and firm aura he left behind lingered in the arena of the Cell Tournament for a long time like an echo, as if the whole world was shocked by this aura.
All the powerful people on the Blue Water Star were shocked by this aura. They widened their eyes and opened their mouths, unable to speak for a moment.
This aura is like the incarnation of Sun Wukong. Even though he has gone far away, people can still feel his presence and power.
Caesar stood in a corner of the ring, his eyes fixed on the direction where Sun Wukong left.
There was a hint of doubt and vigilance in his eyes. Obviously, he had a deeper understanding of Sun Wukong’s strength.
“This Sun Wukong is definitely an opponent that cannot be underestimated.” Caesar thought to himself.
He knew very well that Son Goku’s strength was far more than what he saw on the surface. The brief confrontation just now was just the beginning. A real life-and-death battle was about to begin at the Cell Conference.
However, despite being full of fear towards Sun Wukong, Caesar was not afraid at all. On the contrary, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a confident smile.
Because in the test just now, Caesar has successfully learned and mastered Sun Wukong’s ability to move instantly by sensing Qi.
This discovery made him very excited. He believed that with this newly learned skill, he would be able to give Sun Wukong an unexpected blow in the next battle.
The blazing sun mercilessly burned the earth, steaming up the entire desolate battlefield with twisted heat waves.
This is the venue where Caesar ends his role as Cell’s replacement.
Goku and his crew flew and arrived first near the arena of the Cell Tournament. This huge circular venue that was forcibly opened up by Caesar using energy was eerily quiet at the moment, like a dormant giant beast waiting for the arrival of its prey.
Wukong leaped lightly and jumped down from the air. His iconic orange martial arts uniform fluttered in the wind, but there was no trace of nervousness in his eyes. Instead, he flashed with excitement.
For him, a strong opponent means a satisfying battle, which is his purest desire as a warrior.
“We’re finally here, Cell, don’t let me down!” Goku crossed his arms across his chest, a confident smile on his lips.
Krillin followed behind Goku, clenching his hands tightly, with beads of sweat on his forehead. Despite his hard training, he was still full of anxiety when facing the terrifying monster Cell.
“Wukong, our opponent this time is too strong. Can we really do it?”
Wukong patted Krillin’s shoulder, his eyes firm and warm: “Don’t worry, Krillin! We have come all the way here and defeated so many impossible enemies. We can do it this time too! As long as we work together, there is nothing we can’t overcome!”
At this moment, Vegeta and Trunks came roaring in a flying vehicle.
Vegeta’s standing golden hair fluttered freely in the wind, and his stern face was full of arrogance and disdain.
He landed slowly, his eyes scanning the surroundings like a hawk, full of desire for battle.
“Humph, Cell, this time I must defeat you with my own hands and prove that I am the strongest Saiyan!”
After his defeat, he entered the Spirit Time Room again.
Trunks stood beside Vegeta, clenching his fists, his eyes burning with fighting spirit.
Having experienced the desperate world in the future destroyed by androids, he wants to protect this world still full of hope more than anyone else.
“Father, let’s go together this time. We must not let Cell succeed!”
Soon after, Piccolo, Gohan, Tien Shinhan, Le Ping and others also arrived.
Piccolo still looked serious, but there was great power hidden under his green skin. He looked around vigilantly, ready to deal with any possible crisis at any time.
Gohan was wearing a blue combat suit. Although he was still young, his eyes revealed a determination and calmness that did not match his age. After this period of training, his strength had made a qualitative leap.
Tien Shinhan stood aside with his arms folded, his eyes sparkling. He had worked hard to pursue greater power, and now faced with Cell’s threat, he stood up again without hesitation.
Le Ping fiddled with his hair, trying to hide his inner nervousness with a relaxed attitude, but his slightly trembling hands still exposed his uneasiness.
Everyone stood under the ring, the atmosphere was extremely solemn. The ring of the Cell Tournament stood quietly in the center, like an altar leading to life and death.
Everyone was silently feeling each other’s breath, and they all knew in their hearts that this battle not only concerned their own life and death, but also the fate of the entire earth.
“Hahaha! Are you all finally here? I’ve been getting a little impatient waiting! Let’s begin this interesting game! Let’s see how long you so-called Earth powerhouses can hold out against me!”
Caesar’s arrogant laughter echoed throughout the battlefield, like a sledgehammer, hitting the hearts of every Dragon Ball warrior hard.
Goku took a step forward, staring at Cell with a sharp gaze, and his aura began to slowly rise: “Cell, it’s time for you to stop being so arrogant! Today, we will definitely defeat you!”
As Wukong’s words fell, the ultimate battle that would determine the fate of the Earth officially began…
Chapter 18: The roar of Kamehameha and the game of teleportation (old version)
The atmosphere at the Cell Tournament was extremely tense. The scorching sun shone on the arena filled with the smell of gunpowder, and the audience’s eyes were fixed on the two people in the center – Son Goku and Caesar, who played Cell.
Sun Wukong was as light as a swallow, and like a flash of lightning, he instantly crossed the distance between him and Caesar. His feet touched the ground lightly like a dragonfly skimming the water, but in an instant, an amazing force burst out, pushing his body to rush towards Caesar like a ghost.
His fist was like a cannonball, with a whistling sound, and it hit Caesar’s face with lightning speed.
This punch seemed random, but it actually contained the essence of Sun Wukong’s years of practice. His boxing seemed chaotic, but it actually contained a subtle rhythm, and each punch hit the opponent’s vital point just right.
However, Caesar was not an easy opponent to deal with. His narrowed eyes suddenly opened sharply, like two bolts of lightning piercing the night sky.
A fierce light flashed in his eyes, and the aura around him instantly erupted like a volcano.
A terrifying energy storm swept out with Caesar as the center, and the surrounding air seemed to be boiled and violently twisted.
The power of this energy storm was extremely astonishing. The combat power of four billion was fully released at this moment, forming an insurmountable barrier.
Under the impact of this powerful aura, Sun Wukong’s offensive rhythm was instantly disrupted.
His body involuntarily retreated, and his face became solemn. He could clearly feel the power of this force, which was a pressure he had never felt before.
Caesar flashed and appeared beside Sun Wukong, and kicked him with a swift whip kick. Sun Wukong quickly dodged sideways, and the sharp kick grazed his cheek, causing a slight sting.
Before Sun Wukong could stand firm, Caesar followed like a shadow and punched him like rain.
Each punch contained the power to destroy the heavens and the earth, and the ground cracked under the residual force of the punches.
Sun Wukong gritted his teeth and kept dodging, trying to find an opportunity to counterattack.
His body movements were extremely agile, and he barely managed to remain undefeated amid the intensive attacks, but beads of sweat were already oozing out of his face.
“Hmph, is this your strength, Sun Wukong?” As Caesar spoke these words full of disdain and sarcasm, a scornful smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
Caesar clenched his hands as fast as lightning, and in an instant, countless energy bombs condensed rapidly in front of him as if they were cast by magic.
These energy bombs were like meteors in the night sky, shining with dazzling light and with astonishing power, shooting towards Sun Wukong like raindrops.
Faced with such a fierce attack, Sun Wukong showed no fear. His eyes widened with anger and he let out a roar that shook the world. This roar was as powerful as thunder, making the air around him buzz.
As Sun Wukong roared, his aura rose wildly again like a volcanic eruption. A layer of dazzling golden light shone around him, as if he had turned into a golden sun.
Sun Wukong pushed his palms forward without hesitation, and a powerful energy gushed out from his palms like a surging wave.
This energy quickly gathered in the air, forming a golden energy barrier that was as indestructible as a wall of steel.
Most of the energy bombs hit the golden barrier hard, making earth-shaking noises.
However, this barrier was as solid as a rock, keeping most of the energy bombs out.
However, despite Sun Wukong’s powerful defense, a few energy bombs still managed to break through his defense and hit his body like cannonballs.
Instantly, a violent explosion sounded, flames shot up into the sky, and smoke and dust filled the air. Sun Wukong’s figure shook violently under this huge impact, and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.
Caesar took advantage of the situation and rushed forward like a ferocious beast with lightning speed. His movements were as fast as the wind, as if the whole world was at his feet.
In the blink of an eye, Caesar’s big hand grabbed Sun Wukong’s shoulder tightly like an iron clamp. The tremendous force made people worry for Sun Wukong.
Then, Caesar effortlessly lifted the Monkey King high into the air as if he were just an insignificant chicken.
Then, Caesar mercilessly smashed Sun Wukong to the ground. At that moment, the entire stadium seemed to be shaken. A huge deep pit was smashed into the ground, and dust flew everywhere, as if the whole world was shaken by this powerful impact.
“We can’t go on like this!”
Sun Wukong thought to himself. He took a deep breath, and the energy in his body exploded instantly like a ignited gunpowder barrel.
That energy was like surging magma, flowing wildly in his body, and every cell in his body was stimulated by this powerful energy.
Sun Wukong’s hair stood up, as if being pulled by an invisible force. He was surrounded by a layer of dazzling golden light, which was as bright as the brightest star in the night sky, dazzling and dazzling.
At this moment, Sun Wukong’s full 3.5 billion combat power completely exploded, and his body jumped out of the pit like a ignited rocket. His eyes became firm and sharp, as if they could penetrate all obstacles.
Sun Wukong clenched his fists, and the energy in his body turned into sharp wind blades like an angry gale, and like a group of ferocious beasts, he swept towards Caesar with fangs and claws.
Caesar was slightly startled, obviously a little surprised by Sun Wukong’s sudden outburst. But then, an excited look appeared on his face, as if he had met an opponent who was truly worthy of a fight.
The two men clashed again, punching each other in the flesh, and every collision caused a strong energy fluctuation.
Sun Wukong’s speed increased to the extreme, and his fists were like phantoms, attacking Caesar from all angles.
Caesar was not to be outdone, and with his great strength and quick reflexes, he fought off the attacks one by one.
Their battle was spread by Caesar’s black technology, and the people of the Blue Water Star saw it. This battle was beyond the cognition of mortals, as if two gods of war from mythology were fighting each other.
The light generated by the collision of energy on the battlefield illuminated the entire arena, and the media spectators were shocked speechless by this thrilling battle.
With a loud “bang” and accompanied by a powerful impact force, Caesar and Sun Wukong collided violently with each other, then flew backwards and landed heavily on the ring.
After Sun Wukong stabilized his body, he did not stand up immediately, but took a deep breath and adjusted his state. His legs were slightly bent and his body leaned forward, like a cheetah lurking in the grass, ready to strike a fatal blow to its prey.
Suddenly, Sun Wukong kicked the ground hard, and the whole person rushed straight into the sky like an arrow from a bow, like a golden lightning.
High in the sky, around Sun Wukong’s body, waves of air surged wildly like a violent storm. His entire body was enveloped by a layer of golden flames, which burned fiercely, as if to set the entire sky on fire.
Sun Wukong quickly put his hands together in front of him, and between his palms, a blue light began to condense like the brightest star in the night sky. As time passed, the blue light became brighter and brighter, even more dazzling, and it was impossible to look directly at it.
The energy of the Kamehameha wave continued to gather and compress between Sun Wukong’s palms, making a “sizzling” sound, as if announcing its powerful power to the world.
At this time, Caesar was standing on the ring, watching Sun Wukong rushing into the sky to condense the Kamehameha wave. The corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a hint of disdainful sneer.
“Sun Wukong, this is an old trick of yours, how could I not know it?” Caesar thought to himself, his eyes fixed on Sun Wukong, not daring to relax at all, ready to deal with the next attack at any time.
At the moment when the Kamehameha wave was condensed to the extreme, Sun Wukong’s muscles were tense, veins bulged, and beads of sweat oozed out of his forehead and cheeks, as if this attack had consumed all his strength. He shouted loudly, his voice was like a bell, deafening: “Kamehameha!”
As his voice fell, the Kamehameha wave that had been condensed to the extreme suddenly exploded like a ignited gunpowder barrel. An extremely thick blue beam of light, like a roaring dragon, carrying the power of destroying the world, shot straight towards Caesar at lightning speed.
Wherever the blue beam of light passed, the air was instantly torn apart, making a “crackling” sound, just like a piece of cloth being torn. At the same time, the space around the beam of light was distorted by the huge energy, forming a long vacuum zone, as if the blue beam of light was shot from another world.
However, just before the Kamehameha wave was about to hit Caesar, Sun Wukong’s figure suddenly flashed, like a ghost, and disappeared in an instant. All this happened so quickly that Caesar had no time to react.
The next second, Sun Wukong appeared behind Caesar like a ghost. The corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a sly smile, as if he had seen Caesar’s embarrassed look after being caught off guard by his move.
However, Caesar was prepared.
At the same time that Sun Wukong used instant teleportation, Caesar also felt the fluctuation of space.
He snorted coldly and also activated the teleportation. His figure flashed and disappeared instantly, avoiding the attack of Kamehameha wave.
The powerful Kamehameha wave missed the target and directly hit a mountain in the distance.
There was a loud “boom” and the mountain collapsed instantly under the impact of the Kamehameha wave, turning into countless pieces of rubble that flew in all directions.
Everyone was stunned when they saw this scene. “This… this Cell can actually teleport?”
Yamcha’s eyes widened, his face full of disbelief. “How is it possible? How could Cell master such a skill as teleportation?” Tien Shinhan also frowned, his heart full of doubts.
Amid the crowd’s exclamations, Caesar had already appeared behind Sun Wukong.
He raised his leg mercilessly and kicked Sun Wukong hard in the back.
Sun Wukong sensed the danger and wanted to dodge but it was too late.
With a dull “bang” sound, Sun Wukong was kicked out like a cannonball, drawing a long arc in the air, and finally fell heavily to the ground, raising a cloud of dust.
“Wukong!” Krillin called out Sun Wukong’s name anxiously, his eyes full of worry.
“Dad!” Son Gohan also clenched his fists and wanted to rush over to help, but was stopped by Piccolo.
“Don’t worry, Gohan, trust Goku.” Piccolo said. Although his tone was calm, there was a hint of worry in his eyes.
Sun Wukong slowly got up from the ground, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.
“I didn’t expect that you could teleport.” Sun Wukong said to Caesar.
“Humph, Sun Wukong, there are many things you haven’t expected.” Caesar sneered and said, “Today is the day you die!”
After saying this, Caesar’s energy began to surge wildly, and the powerful air wave lifted up the surrounding dust, forming a small sandstorm. His combat power value continued to rise, and finally fixed at 8 billion.
Feeling Caesar’s terrifying fighting power, Sun Wukong’s face became solemn. He knew that his current situation was not good.
The previous battle had already consumed too much of his energy, and now his combat power was only 3.5 billion, a huge gap compared to Caesar.
But Sun Wukong had no intention of retreating. He took a deep breath and mobilized the energy in his body again, preparing to meet Caesar’s next attack.
Caesar shouted and rushed towards Sun Wukong. His speed was so fast that it was almost impossible to catch his figure with the naked eye.
The moment he approached Sun Wukong, Caesar suddenly swung a punch with a whistling sound, hitting Sun Wukong in the face.
Sun Wukong quickly raised his arm to block, but with a “bang”, the huge impact force made Sun Wukong take several steps back and felt a sharp pain in his arm.
Before Sun Wukong could gain his footing, Caesar launched another series of attacks.
His fists and kicks fell on Sun Wukong like raindrops, and each blow carried great power.
Sun Wukong could only barely hold on, wounds continued to appear on his body, and blood stained his clothes red.
“Haha, Sun Wukong, is this all you can do?” Caesar laughed crazily as he attacked. “In the face of my absolute power, you are no match for me!”
Sun Wukong gritted his teeth, endured the pain in his body, and looked for an opportunity to fight back.
Suddenly, he saw a flaw in Caesar’s attack and was delighted. Sun Wukong took advantage of the gap between Caesar’s punches and dodged the punch by suddenly moving sideways. Then, he quickly punched Caesar in the abdomen.
Caesar didn’t expect that Sun Wukong could fight back under such a disadvantageous situation. He was unable to dodge and was hit hard in the abdomen by Sun Wukong’s punch.
He groaned and took a few steps back.
“Good opportunity!” Sun Wukong said in his heart. He took advantage of the moment when Caesar retreated to condense his energy again and prepared to launch the Kamehameha.
However, Caesar quickly adjusted his state. He saw Sun Wukong condensing his energy and immediately realized what Sun Wukong was going to do.
Caesar snorted coldly and rushed towards Sun Wukong again, trying to interrupt him before he could use Kamehameha.
Sun Wukong felt Caesar’s approach and was secretly anxious. He accelerated the speed of condensing his Qi, and finally, at the moment when Caesar rushed in front of him, Sun Wukong completed the condensation of Kamehameha.
“Kameha!” Sun Wukong shouted, and a blue beam of light shot towards Caesar again.
Caesar did not dodge, he actually rushed directly towards the Kamehameha wave.
He crossed his hands in front of him, forming a defensive posture, and then mobilized all the energy in his body to resist the impact of the Kamehameha wave.
The Kamehameha wave collided with Caesar’s energy, making a deafening roar. The powerful energy waves spread in all directions, blowing the surrounding trees toppled and cracks appeared on the ground.
Under the impact of the Kamehameha wave, Caesar’s body kept retreating, but he was never defeated.
He gritted his teeth and tried his best to resist the power of Kamehameha. Suddenly, Caesar shouted loudly, and his energy surged again, and he actually pushed the Kamehameha back.
Sun Wukong’s face changed drastically when he saw his Kamehameha wave was pushed back. He wanted to dodge, but it was too late.
The Kamehameha wave, driven by Caesar, quickly attacked Sun Wukong. Sun Wukong had no choice but to condense his energy again and form an air shield to resist the backlash of the Kamehameha wave.
Suddenly, accompanied by a deafening roar, the Kamehameha wave came rushing like lightning and hit Sun Wukong’s energy shield hard.
This powerful impact was like a tidal wave, unstoppable. In front of this huge force, Sun Wukong’s Qi shield was like paper, instantly shattered into countless pieces, flying everywhere.
Sun Wukong himself was also knocked back by this powerful force, like a cannonball, flying straight into the distance. Finally, he fell heavily to the ground, raising a cloud of dust.
However, before Caesar could rush into the battlefield and launch an attack, Sun Wukong unexpectedly shouted loudly: “I give up! Change people!”
Chapter 19: Gohan’s Roar and Everyone’s Tragic Death (Old Version)
In the ring, Sun Wukong knew very well that he was no match for Caesar. If he continued to fight, not only would he have no chance of winning, but he might also implicate his companions.
So he took a deep breath and shouted loudly: “I surrender!” The voice echoed in the empty wasteland for a long time.
When everyone heard this, they were all shocked, as if they couldn’t believe their ears.
Vegeta’s eyes were wide open, his eyeballs almost popping out, his face was full of anger, veins bulged on his forehead, and he yelled at Son Goku: “Kakarot, what nonsense are you talking about! You are a Super Saiyan, how can you surrender so easily!” His voice was deafening, as if the whole world could hear his roar.
Piccolo stood aside, his brows knitted tightly together, forming a deep “川” character. His eyes were full of worry and confusion, looking at Sun Wukong, as if trying to find some answers from his expression.
Trunks also had a confused look on his face, his mouth slightly open, but he couldn’t say a word. It was obvious that he was also very puzzled by Son Goku’s decision.
In the face of everyone’s questioning, Sun Wukong shook his head, then took a deep breath and explained: “I am no match for him. If we continue fighting, we will all die here. But I believe there is someone who can defeat him!” Although his voice was calm, it revealed an unshakable determination.
As he said this, Son Goku turned his gaze towards Son Gohan. Son Gohan’s heart suddenly shook, and his heartbeat began to accelerate. He knew that he had to take on this responsibility.
“Gohan, it’s your turn!” Son Goku’s voice suddenly became firm and powerful, like a flash of lightning that cuts through the night sky, infusing Son Gohan with endless courage.
Son Gohan took a deep breath, trying to calm his inner tension and make his mind as calm as the surface of a lake, without a single ripple.
When he opened his eyes again, his gaze had become firm and sharp. He slowly took a step forward and walked onto the battlefield. Each step seemed extremely heavy, as if the whole earth was shaking with his steps.
He thought to himself: “Dad trusts me so much, I absolutely cannot let him down!”
Caesar stood in the center of the battlefield, with a disdainful smile on his face. He looked Son Gohan up and down with contempt and sneered, “Just relying on a little brat like you, you think you can defeat me? You are simply overestimating yourself!”
However, Son Gohan seemed to be oblivious to Caesar’s taunts, and all his attention was focused on the surging power in his body. He could feel this power roaring and surging in his body, eager to be released.
He took a deep breath and adjusted his breathing rhythm, allowing this power to echo with his breathing. As he breathed, the Qi in his body began to surge like a torrent, and the surrounding air was stirred by this powerful Qi, forming small air vortices. These vortices spun rapidly around him, making bursts of whistling sounds.
“Hah!” Gohan shouted suddenly. The roar resounded like thunder on the battlefield, making people’s eardrums hurt.
At the same time, all the muscles in his body tensed up instantly, like a taut bowstring, full of explosive power. A faint golden glow appeared on his skin, which was a sign that the aura of the Super Saiyan was beginning to awaken.
The light became more and more dazzling, and his hair gradually turned golden, with each strand standing upright, and powerful power waves spread out in all directions. At this time, Gohan’s combat power rose sharply, reaching an astonishing 3.8 billion!
Caesar looked at Son Gohan in front of him, and a sneer of disdain appeared on the corner of his mouth: “With this little strength, you dare to challenge me?”
The battle broke out instantly, and Son Gohan rushed towards Caesar like a golden lightning. His speed was as fast as the wind, like a meteor across the sky, leaving a trail of afterimages in the air. In the blink of an eye, Son Gohan had already rushed in front of Caesar, and his fists hit Caesar like raindrops.
However, facing such a swift attack from Son Gohan, Caesar seemed unusually calm. He smiled slightly, then gently turned sideways, and like a ghost, he easily dodged all of Son Gohan’s attacks. Son Gohan’s fist missed, hitting the air, making a whirring sound.
“Too slow!” Caesar raised his lips, revealing a scornful smile, and threw a punch. This punch was like a thunderbolt, with such a powerful force that the air was compressed and made a “sizzling” sound. This punch was so powerful that it seemed to tear the entire space apart.
Son Gohan was shocked when he saw this, and quickly crossed his arms to block Caesar’s punch. However, Caesar’s strength was too strong, and Son Gohan felt a surge of overwhelming force, his arms were instantly numb, and his body flew backwards involuntarily.
Son Gohan rolled several times in the air before he managed to stabilize himself. When he landed, his feet left deep footprints on the ground, showing how powerful the punch was. Son Gohan’s face turned pale and he was breathing heavily. It was obvious that the punch had caused him considerable damage.
Son Gohan knew the gap between himself and Caesar, but he did not back down. He gritted his teeth and constantly adjusted his breathing and fighting style, trying to find a flaw in Caesar’s attack. However, Caesar’s strength was too strong, and each of his attacks was like a storm, making it difficult for Son Gohan to resist.
Piccolo knew very well that the situation had become extremely critical. He stepped forward without hesitation, determined to help Son Gohan overcome this difficulty.
However, facing Piccolo’s brave behavior, Caesar showed great contempt. The corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a disdainful smile, as if Piccolo was just an insignificant ant in his eyes.
Caesar flashed in front of Piccolo as fast as lightning. This speed was beyond the imagination of ordinary people, leaving no time for people to react.
“Go to hell!” Caesar said expressionlessly, his voice revealing a cold murderous intent. Before he finished speaking, one of his hands pierced through Piccolo’s chest like lightning.
Piccolo’s body trembled violently, his eyes widened, and his face was full of disbelief. He had never expected Caesar’s speed to be so fast that he didn’t even have a chance to dodge.
As Caesar pulled his hand out, Piccolo’s body slowly fell backwards, and the breath of life gradually dissipated like smoke at this moment.
“Uncle Piccolo!” When Son Gohan saw this scene, his heart was broken. His eyes widened almost to the point of bursting, and a heart-wrenching scream came from his throat.
Son Gohan’s pupils shrank sharply in an instant, as if the whole world had stopped moving at this moment. The power in his body was like a volcano that had been suppressed for a long time, and finally erupted completely at this moment.
That powerful force was like a surging tide, continuously gushing out of Son Gohan’s body and rising rapidly. He was surrounded by a dazzling golden aura, which became brighter and brighter, enveloping him completely.
As his power continued to increase, Son Gohan’s aura also changed dramatically. His originally gentle face became hideous and distorted, veins bulged on his forehead, and his eyes were full of bloodshot, as if they were about to spit out fire.
In the end, Son Gohan’s power was fixed at an astonishing 10 billion combat power! This terrifying power made the air around him tremble, and the whole space was shrouded in his powerful aura.
“Caesar, I want you to pay the price!” Son Gohan’s roar was like thunder, resounding throughout the space. His eyes were burning with anger, as if he wanted to burn Caesar to ashes. As his voice fell, the energy in his body gushed out like a volcanic eruption, and a powerful air wave swept around him.
However, facing Son Gohan’s terrifying outburst, Caesar didn’t show any panic on his face. He raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a playful smile, as if he didn’t take Son Gohan’s strength seriously.
“You want revenge on me for this?” Caesar’s voice was full of disdain, and his body began to tremble slightly. As his muscles continued to expand, a layer of strange black lines appeared on the surface of his skin. These lines moved around his body like living things, emitting a frightening aura.
Suddenly, Caesar’s body trembled violently, and a breath that was dozens of times stronger than before roared out of his body like a ferocious beast. This breath was like a black storm, spinning wildly with Caesar as the center. Wherever it passed, the space was distorted beyond recognition, and the air also made a harsh explosion sound because of this powerful force.
Caesar howled to the sky, his voice full of brutality and madness, as if he wanted to tear the whole world apart. The energy around him formed a huge black vortex, which was like a bottomless black hole, emitting endless suction, as if it wanted to swallow up everything around it.
The sky was covered with dark clouds, thunder and lightning, and purple lightning kept striking down, interweaving with Caesar’s black aura, forming a terrifying and spectacular scene.
The black lines on Caesar’s body flashed with a strange light, and his eyes turned blood red, revealing endless murderous intent and coldness. At this moment, he was like a demon walking out of the depths of hell, emitting a terrifying power that could destroy everything.
“Feel it carefully, this is the real power! 100 billion combat power will let you know what despair is!”
Caesar’s voice was full of oppression, hitting Son Gohan’s heart like a sledgehammer.
Under this powerful pressure, Son Gohan’s body began to tremble uncontrollably. It was the first time he felt such a huge gap in strength, and a deep sense of powerlessness surged in his heart…
When Caesar’s air wave tore through space like a black hole, Son Gohan’s pupils shrank violently. He subconsciously raised his arms to block, but the moment the air wave touched his skin, it was as if he was cut by thousands of sharp blades at the same time, and blood gushed out along the gaps in the golden flame.
“Is this… his true strength…” Son Gohan widened his eyes with disbelief on his face. A low murmur came from his throat, along with blood and saliva gushing out.
However, before he could recover from the shock, Caesar’s figure disappeared from his sight like a ghost. Then, an overwhelming force suddenly hit Son Gohan’s abdomen, as if to tear his body apart.
Son Gohan felt as if his internal organs were all twisted into a ball at this moment, and severe pain surged into his heart like a tide. His body seemed to be blown away by an irresistible force, like a kite with a broken string, flying straight backwards.
Son Gohan’s body hit a mountain three kilometers away hard. There was a loud bang that shook the earth, and the entire mountain collapsed under the huge impact force.
Rocks flew everywhere, smoke and dust filled the air, and Son Gohan’s body plowed a bottomless gully between the rock layers, as if a ferocious beast had torn a hole in it.
But at this moment, Caesar was like a ghost, quietly floating in the air.
Caesar looked at Son Gohan in the distance expressionlessly, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a contemptuous smile. He bent his fingers and flicked them lightly, and a hair-thin energy beam, like lightning, cut through the void and shot straight towards Son Gohan.
Son Gohan had just managed to stand up from the rubble, and before he could catch his breath, the energy beam pierced through his left shoulder like a sharp sword. In an instant, blood and flesh flew everywhere, and the smell of burning and the golden light intertwined, forming a weird and terrifying picture.
“You think anger can cross dimensions? How naive.” Caesar’s voice seemed to come from all directions, cold and ruthless. He suddenly appeared above Son Gohan’s head, and stabbed down with five fingers together like steel spikes. Son Gohan hastily raised his fist to block, and the crisp sound of bones breaking mixed with screams echoed in the sky. The pierced right arm fell down weakly, and blood dripped onto the scorched earth, evaporating into green smoke in an instant.
The ground suddenly began to shake violently, and countless energy spikes broke out of the ground. Son Gohan rolled over in panic to avoid them, but one of them pierced his calf. He knelt on one knee, panting heavily.
Son Gohan’s pupils gradually blurred, and Caesar’s raised palm condensed into a dark purple energy ball, ready to deliver a fatal blow.
At this moment, six dazzling rays of light tore through the clouds – Vegeta was wrapped in golden and blue aura, as was Trunks, his long hair burst out like a perm, Krillin condensed the Qi Element Slash, Yamcha made a Wolf Fang Wind Fist posture, Tien Shinhan’s four arms formed seals at the same time, and Son Goku was surrounded by golden air waves.
“Bastard!” Vegeta launched the first attack, and the golden flame turned into a meteor and hit Caesar. However, the moment of contact, his fist wind twisted and dissipated as if it hit a black hole. Caesar casually swung his hand back, and the energy shock wave tore open Vegeta’s chest and blasted him into the mountains in the distance.
The mountain was blown into pieces in the collision. When the smoke and dust cleared, Vegeta was half-kneeling on the ground, blood constantly flowing from the corners of his mouth, and the wound on his chest was so deep that the bone was visible.
Trunks leaped into the air, and his energy sword drew a silver-white arc.
Caesar’s finger touched the blade, and the powerful force caused the blade to break into pieces. The shock wave penetrated Trunks’ abdomen, and the boy looked down at his translucent body in disbelief. When he fell in a pool of blood, he still held the half-broken sword tightly in his hand.
“Qi Yuan Slash!” Krillin released Qi Yuan Slash, which split into several pieces during flight, attacking Caesar from both sides.
Caesar flashed behind him like a ghost, put his palms on Klin’s back, and dark purple energy poured in crazily.
Krillin’s body began to swell, the blood vessels beneath his skin visible, and finally burst like an over-inflated balloon, with flesh and energy splattering everywhere.
Tien Shinhan’s four arms simultaneously emitted four light waves, and four golden light beams intertwined to form a cage to trap Caesar. But Caesar just snorted, and the air waves around him instantly tore the light beams apart.
The energy bomb pierced Tien Shinhan’s shoulders and knees, causing the once strong man to collapse to the ground. He could only watch as his own energy waves were reflected back by Caesar and turned into a bloody mist in severe pain.
Finally, when Sun Wukong saw Krillin being seriously injured, he burst into Super Saiyan 2 form in anger. The golden air waves turned into golden jets and his body was covered with lightning.
Each of his punches was accompanied by a tremor in space, but Caesar simply waved his palm casually, and the powerful recoil force shattered Sun Wukong’s right arm.
“Sun Wukong, you disappoint me.” Caesar’s fingertips pierced Sun Wukong’s heart, “But I will gladly accept your power.”
When they were on the verge of death, the bodies of the six warriors suddenly floated towards Caesar uncontrollably.
They were horrified to find that their skin was starting to turn transparent and the air in their bodies was forcibly drawn out and turned into black threads that were injected into Caesar’s body.
Sun Wukong struggled to gather his last bit of energy, but Caesar crushed his hand.
“Father!” Son Gohan roared and pounced towards the familiar figure, but was pierced through the heart by Caesar’s tail needle.
In severe pain, he felt the air in his body being forcibly drained, and his golden soul began to leave his broken body.
“Goodbye, ants.”
With a burst of wild laughter, the bodies of the seven people completely dissipated, leaving only seven wisps of soul floating in the void, and were eventually pulled by the gravity of the underworld and fell into the dark abyss of the underworld.
At this moment, Caesar’s body was surging with energy, and the original black lines were replaced by silver light. After devouring seven people, his strength reached an unprecedented terrifying level.
He looked down at the devastated land, a wicked smile on his face, ready to meet his next prey.
In the underworld, seven souls slowly awaken, looking at each other’s wounded appearance, the flame of revenge burns in their hearts…
But, they have no chance!
Chapter 20: Caesar’s Counterattack on the Tennis Court (Old Version)
In the fierce and cruel Cell Conference in the Dragon Ball world, the terrifying Caesar absorbed many powerful Dragon Ball warriors and became more and more invincible.
For a moment, the entire battlefield changed color, and the already tense and depressing atmosphere became even more weird.
Caesar knew very well that there might be a more powerful and mysterious mastermind behind this battle.
He knew that although he had gained great power, in this time and space full of unknown dangers, he could fall into an irretrievable situation at any time.
After careful consideration, Caesar set his sights on Cell’s time machine. He decided to use this time machine to break the time tunnel and go to other time and space to temporarily avoid the edge.
Before leaving, Caesar suddenly felt a strong sense of greed and ambition. He felt that just hiding was not enough, and he wanted to take away some key resources and power from this world so that he could gain a better foothold in the new time and space.
Therefore, he set his sights on the Blue Water Planet. There were many outstanding scientists and important figures on the Blue Water Planet, and their wisdom and strength were of great attraction to Caesar.
Relying on his newly acquired powerful strength, Caesar set off a bloody storm on the Blue Water Planet.
He searched everywhere and devoured those who he thought were useful to him, including the genius scientist Bulma.
Bulma’s wisdom and creativity are well-known throughout the universe. Caesar believes that her knowledge and abilities will definitely bring him great help in the future.
Bulma was busy with a new scientific research project at the Capsule Corporation at the time, and had no idea that danger would suddenly come. When Caesar’s terrifying figure appeared in front of her, her heart was filled with fear and despair.
She tried to resist and escape, but Caesar’s power was too strong and she had no chance at all. In this way, Bulma was ruthlessly devoured by Caesar, and all her knowledge and wisdom became part of Caesar’s power.
In addition to Bulma, many other scientists and important figures were not spared.
Caesar’s behavior caused panic on the Blue Water Planet. People fled everywhere, but could not escape his clutches. The entire Blue Water Planet fell into chaos and despair.
Finally, after completing his plan, Caesar entered Cell’s time machine with the many lives he had devoured.
As the time machine started, a strong light flashed, and Caesar’s figure disappeared in the time and space tunnel, leaving behind only a devastated blue planet full of fear and despair.
Caesar traveled through the space-time tunnel, and the turbulent space-time around him constantly impacted his body. But he relied on his powerful strength to stabilize his body in this chaotic space-time.
He didn’t know which time and space he would go to, nor what would be waiting for him. But his heart was full of expectations and ambitions. He believed that in the new time and space, he would be able to become a hegemon with the power in his hands and the wisdom he had devoured.
After a long journey through time and space,
Suddenly, without any warning, a strange crack in time and space appeared out of nowhere. The crack was like a hideous wound in the universe, emitting a deep and mysterious light.
Immediately afterwards, a dimensional storm that was so powerful that it was irresistible swept out from it madly, and wherever the storm passed, the space was distorted.
Before Caesar could react, he was instantly swallowed up by the horrible storm.
As Caesar tried to steady himself, he found that everything around him became strange and weird. He looked around and found himself in a completely different world – the world of the Prince of Tennis.
Caesar tried to enter this world in his true form without any scruples, but as soon as he tried, he felt that the rules of this world were like a group of vigilant guards, strongly rejecting his overly powerful power.
The repulsive force was like a surging tide, rushing towards him wave after wave, making it difficult for him to resist. Helplessly, he was forced to stay in the middle of the world.
In the mezzanine, Caesar calmed down and concentrated on perceiving and understanding the world.
Soon, he learned that the timeline was at the semi-final stage of the national competition, and a wonderful duel – the Rikkai University game was about to begin. ?
Caesar carefully screened among many characters and finally chose the Rabbit.
He keenly discovered that this character had great potential. Although his current strength was not top-notch among many players, he firmly believed that under his control, Tibetan Rabbit would be reborn and become a remarkable presence on the field.
In order to have a better chance of winning in the team competition, Bulma and No. 18 also joined in.
They came to Nagoya Seitoku Junior High School and selected two seemingly insignificant cannon fodder characters from among the many students.
Through a magical mobile game method, they successfully established a connection with Caesar and decided to cheer for the game together.
The day of the competition soon arrived, and the stadium was already crowded with people. The cheers and shouts of the audience intertwined like surging waves, making the atmosphere tense and enthusiastic.
The players of Rikkai University stood confidently on the field. Their powerful strength was like a towering, insurmountable mountain in the eyes of everyone.
The Kurasa controlled by Caesar, and the members of Nagoya Seitoku Junior High School who were temporarily assisted by Bulma and No. 18, seemed insignificant in the eyes of everyone and were not favored at all.
On the night with one day left before the semi-finals of the national competition, Caesar slowly raised his head, his eyes flashing with a sharp light that was completely different from the past. That light was like the brightest star in the night sky, deep and full of oppression.
The corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a hint of disdainful sneer: “Huh, this is the world of tennis? Interesting.”
That’s right, the one occupying the body of the Rabbit at this moment is none other than the powerful Caesar.
Caesar felt the power of this body. Although it was pitifully weaker than his original terrifying strength, he was not discouraged at all. He knew very well that if he wanted to dominate this world, he had to start from scratch, step by step.
“There is still one day left until the semi-finals. This time is not enough.” Caesar muttered to himself.
Suddenly, his eyes lit up, and he remembered the space-time field that he had studied hard and mastered. “Perhaps, I can use this to buy more time.”
Caesar concentrated his mind and mustered all his willpower.
In an instant, powerful energy surged around him, and that energy was like the light of bright stars, illuminating the entire tennis court.
On the tennis court, he successfully opened the space-time domain. In the domain, the flow of time is completely different from the outside world. One year here is equivalent to one day in the real world.
Stepping into the realm of time and space, Caesar began his special training without hesitation.
He first began to practice from the most basic tennis racket grip. Although this body had limited strength and each swing seemed a bit strenuous, he relied on his strong fighting instinct and indomitable will to repeat the standard movements over and over again.
Sweat kept dripping from his forehead and onto the tennis court, but he had no intention of stopping.
“The more solid the foundation, the greater the room for improvement in the future. Anyone can grow from weak to strong step by step, and I, Caesar, can do it too.” Caesar gritted his teeth and persevered, with a raging fire of fighting spirit burning in his heart.
As time went by, Caesar gradually mastered the basic skills of tennis, serving, receiving, and hitting the ball, and every movement became more and more proficient.
He began to practice against the wall of the court. Under his control, the tennis balls shot out like cannonballs and bounced back accurately. The sound of the tennis balls hitting the wall was like dense drum beats, playing the exciting movement of his special training.
During this half year (in the field of time and space), Caesar experienced countless failures and setbacks.
Sometimes, the ball he sent flew out of bounds because he didn’t control the power properly; sometimes, he couldn’t catch the opponent’s (imaginary) return ball because his feet didn’t move fast enough.
But every failure was like adding a piece of dry wood to the burning fire of fighting spirit, which only made him more determined to become stronger.
“I am Caesar. How can I be defeated by these little difficulties?”
Caesar roared, and that roar seemed to break through the constraints of time and space. He adjusted his state again and again, improved his skills, and constantly broke through his own limits.
As he became more proficient in tennis skills, Caesar began to try to incorporate his fighting skills into tennis.
He uses his keen insight to predict where the tennis ball will land in advance, and then moves to the best position to hit the ball at an extremely fast speed.
He also injected his powerful strength into every shot, making the speed and power of the tennis ball far beyond that of an ordinary person. The trajectory of the tennis ball he hit through the air was like a brilliant lightning, which was amazing.
During the special training, Caesar gradually understood the true meaning of tennis: it is not only a sport, but also a battle, a way to compete with oneself and opponents.
Just as he constantly pursues the improvement of strength in his original world, in this world of tennis, he also wants to pursue the pinnacle of tennis skills.
“Hmph, when I get out, the champion of this national competition will be none other than me. Those so-called tennis masters, just wait to be defeated by me one by one.”
Caesar’s eyes gleamed with confidence, a light that seemed to be able to penetrate all darkness. He seemed to have seen the moment when he stood on the championship podium, being the center of attention, receiving everyone’s cheers and admiration.
Finally, after six months of hard training in the space-time domain, Caesar closed the space-time domain and returned to the real world. At this time, there was only one night left before the start of the semi-finals of the national competition…
At the same time, in a heavily guarded secret laboratory deep in Nagoya Seitoku Junior High School, Bulma and No. 18 were busy in a tense and orderly manner.
In order to help Nagoya Seitoku Junior High School compete with the powerful Rikkai University, they decided to select three seemingly mediocre students from Nagoya Junior High School and perform emergency transformation on them to turn them into surprise soldiers on the field.
Bulma shuttled back and forth among the dazzling array of instruments, tightly grasping stacks of detailed data reports in her hands.
Her eyes were filled with concentration and excitement, and every pore exuded enthusiasm for the upcoming transformation plan.
No. 18 stood quietly by, with a sharp gaze, quietly sizing up the three selected students. The three looked confused and bewildered, like lambs to be slaughtered, unaware of the fate that was about to befall them.
“Let’s choose them. Although their current qualifications are average, with our transformation technology, they will definitely stand out in the arena.”
Bulma adjusted her glasses, the excitement in her eyes shone like bright stars. In her heart, she had long been eager to show her outstanding scientific and technological talent in this new world, and this national competition was undoubtedly a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.
No. 18 nodded slightly, her voice cold and without a trace of warmth: “I hope they will not disappoint us.” Although her tone was still cold, a barely perceptible expectation slipped into her eyes.
After saying that, Bulma carefully took out a carefully developed device. This was the result of her hard work after countless studies and improvements based on the abilities of the Grand Elder of Namek – a potential development device.
She gently pressed the start button, and in an instant, a soft and mysterious light poured out, like a soft veil, enveloping the three students.
Under the cover of the light, the students’ bodies trembled slightly, painful expressions appeared on their faces, and their facial features were slightly distorted due to discomfort.
However, as their potential was gradually awakened, the aura around them began to quietly transform.
The eyes that were originally dull and filled with confusion gradually became sharp like an eagle, as if they could see through all obstacles; the body also swelled slightly, as if injected with infinite power, exuding unprecedented vitality and vigor.
Then, Bulma and No. 18 started to make meticulous changes to the body structure of the three people. With the advanced technology ahead of the times, Bulma skillfully operated various precision instruments to make delicate adjustments to the fiber structure of the students’ muscles.
Under the operation of the instrument, the students’ muscle tissues are constantly reorganized and strengthened. Every fiber seems to be given a new mission, ready to burst out with amazing power.
No. 18 used his unique ability to inject an invisible but powerful energy into the students’ bones, optimizing bone density. With the nourishment of this energy, the bones became stronger and lighter, like wings made of the finest steel, allowing their bodies to move more flexibly on the field, like a nimble swallow.
During the entire renovation process, various instruments in the laboratory hummed, as if playing a mysterious and exciting movement. The lights kept flickering, sometimes bright as day, sometimes dim as dusk, creating an atmosphere that was both mysterious and full of hope.
After an intense and intensive transformation process, the three students’ abilities were successfully fixed at the national peak that they could achieve in their lifetime.
They slowly opened their eyes, and the ignorance and timidity of the past faded from their eyes, replaced by confidence and determination. Although they still couldn’t clearly understand what kind of magical journey they had experienced, they could truly feel that a strong and surging force was surging in their bodies, like a volcano about to erupt, ready to erupt.
“From this moment on, you are shouldering the mission of fighting for Nagoya Seitoku Junior High School. Do you understand?” Bulma looked serious and her eyes were as sharp as torches. She stared at the three students in front of her and spoke word by word.
The three of them nodded heavily, their eyes full of trust and gratitude towards Bulma and No. 18. Their chests rose and fell slightly, full of infinite longing and expectation for the upcoming game, as if they could already see themselves sweating and fighting bravely on the field.
Chapter 21 Caesar’s Sword to Rikkai University (Old Version)
Outside the Tokyo Gymnasium, the sky seemed to be covered by a huge and heavy lead plate. The sky was very gloomy, and the clouds were heavy and low, as if they could be touched with a little effort. It seemed that even the sky was creating a tense atmosphere for the upcoming quarter-finals of the national competition, indicating that the intensity of the competition would be beyond imagination.
The Tokyo Metropolitan Stadium is like a silent giant beast, quietly entrenched in the city, exuding solemnity and majesty.
Inside, the main stadium is magnificent and is the core of the entire stadium. The small stadium outside, although built according to the scale of a park baseball field and surrounded by wire mesh, is filled with a tense atmosphere of impending storm and war, as if every inch of the air is filled with restless factors.
Caesar, the Devourer from the Dragon Ball world, is now controlling the body of Kurasaki and leading the players transformed by Bulma towards the small court of the Tokyo Gymnasium.
His eyes were as sharp as an eagle, and the light flashing in them was completely different from before. It was a sense of oppression that transcended dimensions and the arrogance of a conqueror. An innate aura of a king shone brightly in his eyes.
He was wearing the team uniform of Nagoya Seitoku Junior High School. His steps were steady and powerful, and every step was firm and determined, as if the ground under his feet was not ordinary ground, but announcing his powerful arrival to this strange tennis world. His arrogant aura made everything around him pale in comparison.
Bulma, on the other hand, was adjusting the instruments in her hands with a focused look on her face. These instruments were all masterpieces that she brought from the Dragon Ball world and then carefully improved upon, embodying her wisdom and hard work.
The purpose is to better assist the players to exert their extraordinary strength and help them shine on the field. Fine beads of sweat oozed out of her forehead, gleaming under the light, but her eyes were full of excitement and anticipation, which was the longing for the upcoming game and the confidence in her own scientific and technological achievements.
“Caesar, do you think we can win this time?” Bulma asked in a low voice, with an imperceptible tremor in her voice due to nervousness and excitement. After all, this game meant a lot to them.
Caesar snorted coldly, his voice low and full of disdain: “Humph, relying on those ants of Rikkai University? They are just lambs to be slaughtered. I will let them know thoroughly what real power is.”
His words were like a cold wind in winter, carrying a biting chill, as if he had clearly seen the Rikkai University players being defeated and in a miserable state in the face of his powerful strength. His confident demeanor left no room for doubt about his determination.
At the same time, in the Rikkai University lounge, the atmosphere seemed a little strange. Yukimura Seiichi was sitting with several key players, discussing game strategies with a serious look on their faces.
“Our main goal this time is to focus on training Kirihara Akaya, so that he can truly grow and transform into a more powerful being. Therefore, we can deliberately lose the first two games and force Kirihara, who is fighting three people alone, into a desperate situation. Only under such extreme pressure can he stimulate the stronger power hidden in his body.”
Yukimura Seiichi’s voice was steady and powerful, and every word seemed to be spoken after careful consideration. His eyes revealed a deep expectation for the player’s growth. He was well aware of Kirihara’s potential and firmly believed that this method could enable Kirihara to achieve a qualitative leap.
Genichirō Sanada frowned slightly, his face full of worry, his words were filled with desire for the team’s victory and deep concern about whether Kirihara could withstand the pressure:
“Yukimura, this is too risky. If Kirihara can’t handle the pressure and his mentality collapses, we will most likely lose the game, and all our years of hard work will go to waste.”
He stared at Yukimura, trying to find a hint of a more reliable solution from the other’s eyes.
Yukimura Seiichi smiled slightly, and that smile was like the warmest sunshine in spring, gently spreading on everyone’s heart, but with a hint of elusive mystery:
“Don’t worry, Kirihara has unlimited potential. He is like a dormant volcano. Only in desperate situations can he be fully awakened and burst out with amazing energy.
Moreover, we must not underestimate Nagoya Seitoku Junior High School. They may seem ordinary, but in fact they may bring us some unexpected surprises. We must not take it lightly. “
His words seemed to reassure everyone, easing the originally tense atmosphere a little.
On the way to the stadium, Caesar met several players from Rikkai University.
When Niou Masaharu saw Kurasuna, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a provocative smile, as if announcing his superiority to the other party:
“Hey, isn’t this the Kurasagi of Nagoya Seitoku? Are you ready to be beaten up by our Rikkai University today? You think you can compete with us? It’s just a daydream.”
His tone was full of contempt and ridicule, as if he didn’t take Caesar and the others seriously at all.
A cold light flashed across Caesar’s eyes, like a sharp blade cutting through the night sky, making people shudder. He snorted coldly, with an unquestionable domineering tone in his voice:
“Just you? Today I will let you know clearly what real tennis is and what a real strong person is.”
After saying that, he strode forward with firm and powerful steps, leaving Niou Masaharu standing there in shock. His fearless attitude and powerful aura made Niou Masaharu feel a little flustered, and his original confidence began to waver.
Yagyu Birus looked at Caesar’s departing back, frowned, and said solemnly:
“Niou, I feel that Kurasuzai is a little different today. The aura he exudes is definitely not ordinary. We must not take it lightly, otherwise we will suffer a great loss.”
There was a hint of vigilance in his eyes; years of competition experience made him keenly aware of Caesar’s unusualness.
Niou Masaharu curled his lips and pretended to be calm and said, “What difference can it make? It’s just bluffing. It’s not that easy to scare us.”
But in fact, a hint of uneasiness had already risen in his heart. That uneasiness was like an invisible hand, tightly gripping his heart, making it impossible for him to completely ignore the oppressive feeling brought by Caesar.
When Caesar and his team arrived at Area A, the place was already packed with people and many enthusiastic spectators.
However, most of these spectators are loyal supporters of Rikkai University. They are wearing Rikkai University’s cheering uniforms and their faces are filled with enthusiasm for the home team.
When they saw the players from Nagoya Seitoku Junior High School arriving, they all booed harshly, their words full of contempt and ridicule.
“They are the only ones who want to compete with Rikkai University? They are simply overestimating their own abilities. This is ridiculous!”
“Rikkai University will definitely win! Nagoya Seitoku Junior High School is here to give us points. This match is a foregone conclusion!”
The audience’s laughter and shouts mixed together like a surging tide, one wave after another, rushing towards the players of Nagoya Seitoku Junior High School, trying to suppress their morale in this way.
Bulma looked at the crazy audience around her, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, revealing a confident smile, and said easily: “Caesar, there are so many of them, and they all support Rikkai University one-sidedly. But this is nothing to us.”
She is a person who has seen the world and has experienced countless adventures and challenges in the Dragon Ball world. This little scene cannot scare her at all. She is full of confidence in herself and her teammates.
Caesar smiled disdainfully, his smile was full of contempt and disdain, as if everything in front of him was not worth mentioning:
“They are just a bunch of rabble, they are just confused by the reputation of Rikkai University. When the competition starts, I will use my strength to convince them and let them know who is the real strong one, and make them pay the price for their contempt.”
His voice was as loud as a bell, and was particularly clear in the noisy scene. His powerful aura attracted the attention of many spectators, who looked at him with curiosity and surprise at this confident player.
At this time, the players of Rikkai University also came to the court in a heroic manner. They wore the same uniforms and marched in unison, each step showing confidence and pride, just like a group of proud lions, exuding the aura of a king.
Seiichi Yukimura smiled and waved to the audience. That charming smile instantly triggered a warm cheer and the atmosphere on the scene was pushed to a climax.
“Mr. Yukimura! Mr. Yukimura!” The shouts of the audience were deafening and seemed to overturn the entire stadium. Their enthusiasm was like a burning flame, raising the temperature of the scene.
Caesar looked at the smug look on the Rikkai University players’ faces, with a hint of undisguised disdain flashing in his eyes:
“Humph, they are just some guys who rely on their fame to bluff people. They are just for show. In the competition later, I will completely crush their pride and let them know that true strength is king.”
His eyes were burning with fighting spirit, and the blazing flames seemed to set the entire stadium on fire. He couldn’t wait to prove himself on the field and let everyone see how powerful he was.
The game was about to start. The referee, wearing a neat uniform, walked onto the court with steady steps, holding the game rule book in his hand, and announced the game rules in a loud voice. The players from both sides also stood in their own half of the court, concentrating on the final warm-up.
Caesar closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and slowly felt the power of this body.
Although this body was pitifully weak compared to his original strength, he had undergone arduous special training in the field of time and space, and his control over this body became more and more proficient. Every muscle and every joint seemed to be integrated with his will.
“Come on, Rikkai University, let me see how powerful you are. It’s time for you to see how powerful I am.” Caesar said secretly in his heart, with a firm light flashing in his eyes, which was a desire for victory and a challenge to the enemy.
At Rikkai University, Genichirō Sanada tightly gripped the tennis racket in his hand, his knuckles slightly white from the force, and his eyes revealed a kind of determination and persistence:
“We must not lose this game. Even if it’s for Kirihara’s growth, we must stabilize the situation at the critical moment and not let the previous plan fail.”
He is fully aware of the importance of this game and is ready to give it his all.
Yukimura Seiichi smiled at his teammates, his eyes full of trust and encouragement:
“Everyone, relax and don’t be too stressed. Follow the strategy we discussed before and play to your best. Believe in Kirihara, he will definitely surprise us. We are a team and will be able to overcome any difficulties.”
His words were like a warm spring breeze, soothing his teammates’ nervous hearts and helping them regain their confidence and courage.
With the referee’s crisp whistle, the game officially began. The quarter-finals of the national competition between Nagoya Seitoku Junior High School and Rikkai University slowly kicked off at the small court outside the Tokyo Gymnasium.
A thrilling and fierce tennis match is about to take place on this small court. Everyone holds their breath, looking forward to the exciting process and final result of this peak showdown…
Chapter 22 Ant Chess Game: The Conqueror Caesar’s First Hunting Show (Old Version)
In the slightly cramped rest area of ​​Nagoya Seitoku Junior High School, the air seemed to be filled with tension, and every breath was filled with uneasiness.
The players were whispering to each other, looking hurried, but Caesar in the coaching booth was the only one who looked like a cold iceberg.
He crossed his arms across his chest, emitting an alluring sense of oppression, and his scarlet eyes revealed a arrogance that transcended dimensions, as if the game that was about to begin was nothing more than a farce among ants in his eyes, and all his opponents were like lambs to be slaughtered, not worth mentioning.
Bulma sat at the table in the lounge area, concentrating on computer calculations.
Her eyes were focused and fervent, her fingers jumping rapidly on the tablet computer, and the Rikkai University player data and game videos flashing on the screen were the key to unlocking the code of victory in her eyes.
“Yagyu Hiroshi, Rikkai University’s singles champion, a master of data tennis, with delicate strokes and first-class tactical skills.”
Bulma whispered to herself, frowning slightly, “It’s not easy to defeat him easily.”
At this moment, Galaga, who was chosen and controlled by Bulma, walked over with light steps.
His face looked slightly pale, beads of sweat the size of beans kept rolling down his forehead, and his hands were shaking slightly unconsciously.
“Ms. Bulma, I…can I really compete in this game?” Galaga’s voice trembled, his eyes full of fear and lack of confidence.
Bulma slowly raised her head, her eyes firmly and gently falling on Galaga’s face:
“Don’t be afraid. You just need to clear your mind and let me control your body. I will be like a shadow, always with you on a spiritual level, helping you to accurately analyze the situation and make the most appropriate judgments and actions. We can do it.”
Her voice was deep and powerful, and every word she said carried a soothing power.
Galaga nodded slightly, but the hesitation in his eyes had not completely disappeared.
Caesar stared at Galaga sharply, only to see that his face was as pale as paper and lifeless, as if he had lost all his fighting spirit and courage. Caesar was furious, he could not tolerate such a cowardly person appearing in front of him.
He stepped forward quickly, like a ferocious lion, and instantly crossed the distance between the two. In the blink of an eye, his strong hands were like iron pliers, tightly grasping Galaga’s shoulders.
Caesar’s force was so great that his knuckles turned slightly white from the excessive force. His tone was full of contempt and disdain, as if Galaga was just an insignificant ant.
“Waste!” Caesar shouted angrily, “Stop acting like a stray dog! This is just a trivial fight, and you are so vulnerable. Your behavior is a blasphemy to my plan!”
Galaga was caught off guard by Caesar’s sudden attack. He groaned and his body trembled involuntarily. However, amid Caesar’s rebuke, a glimmer of determination suddenly ignited in his eyes.
He clenched his teeth, trying to keep his voice from trembling, and responded: “Yes, I understand!”
At this moment, the rest area of ​​Rikkai University was filled with a peaceful and tranquil scene.
Yagyu Hiroshi sat leisurely on the chair, his slender fingers gently flipping through the book on tennis tactics in his hand. His face was calm and his eyes were focused, as if everything around him had nothing to do with him. In his eyes, the upcoming game was just a daily practice.
Genichirō Sanada stood upright in the middle of the rest area. His posture was as firm as a pine tree and his eyes were as majestic as a general patrolling the battlefield.
“In this match, victory is certainly important, but the more important thing is to train Kirihara. Yagyu, you will be the starting player. Do everything according to the plan. Let him go appropriately and force Kirihara into a desperate situation to unleash his full potential.”
Sanada’s voice was deep and powerful, echoing in the room.
Yagyu Hiroshi gently put down the book, stood up gracefully, and bowed slightly: “Understood, Vice Captain. I will be sure to handle it properly.”
Soon, the referee walked onto the field, and his voice spread throughout the stadium through the loudspeaker: “Now, please welcome Yagyu Hiroshi from Rikkai University Affiliated Middle School and Galaga from Nagoya Seitoku Middle School to enter!”
With a faint smile on his face, Yagyu Hiroshi bowed gracefully to the audience, then gently waved the tennis racket in his hand and walked calmly towards the court, each step revealing aristocratic elegance.
Galaga took a deep breath, tried to calm himself down, gripped the racket tightly, and followed Yagyu onto the court. Although his back looked a little thin, it also showed a determination to face death.
Bulma stood at the sidelines and made a gesture of encouragement to Galaga: “Relax and follow our plan. Remember, don’t act on your own.”
Galaga nodded, his eyes full of determination. At this moment, he was being controlled by Bulma in a magical way like a mobile game.
Bulma sat in the audience seats beside the stadium, leaning forward, her eyes fixed on the screen of her mobile phone, which displayed Galaga’s visual images and various physical data in real time.
In order to hide her strength, Bulma cleverly used her unique ability to suppress Galaga’s autonomous consciousness, allowing him to only display half a step to the national level.
The game officially kicked off, with Hiroshi Yagyu serving first.
According to the agreement with Captain Sanada before the game, he intended to restrain his strength. Even the incredibly powerful “laser beam” was greatly weakened by him at this moment.
The tennis ball passed over the net lightly with a gentle arc, and its speed and power were in a relatively mild range.
Bulma controlled Galaga and deliberately acted in a flustered manner, as if she had taken great pains to judge where the ball would land. She staggered over and swung the racket hastily to hit the ball.
The ball was hit back, but both the force and angle were weak, like a candle swaying in the wind, giving people a shaky feeling.
Yagyu Hiroshi narrowed his eyes slightly, seemingly concentrating on responding, but in fact he was secretly cooperating with this carefully choreographed “script”.
The two sides went back and forth, and the offensive and defensive battle began immediately. Every shot was like a dancer on the stage performing a wonderful dance, which seemed extremely intense and exciting on the surface, but in fact everything was under the precise control of both sides.
Hiroshi Yagyu skillfully used various ball paths that seemed exquisite but actually contained hidden secrets, while Bulma controlled Galaga, pretending to have difficulty defending and deliberately revealing some small flaws from time to time, making the atmosphere of the game tense and exciting, and full of dangers.
“Come on, Galaga!”
The players of Nagoya Seitoku Junior High School on the sidelines were shouting at the top of their lungs. They had no idea of ​​the secrets behind this game. They only saw their teammates trying their best on the field. Every thrilling save made their hearts rise to their throats and they were so nervous that they couldn’t breathe.
“Come on, Senior Yagyu! Rikkai University will win!”
The supporters of Rikkai University were not to be outdone and cheered for Yagyu Hiroshi at the top of their lungs. Their voices were like surging waves, one after another.
The game gradually progressed to the middle stage, and Yagyu Hiroshi temporarily took the lead.
He looked at Galaga, who seemed exhausted and anxious, and secretly calculated the pace of the game.
At this moment, he hit a seemingly ordinary flat shot, flying towards Galaga’s forehand.
Bulma controlled Galaga, pretending to make a misjudgment and slow down her steps, and finally managed to block the ball back. The ball bounced high and posed no threat.
Yagyu Hirosaki frowned slightly, with a hint of regret on his face, and then he quickly sprinted forward, preparing to intercept at the net.
However, just as his racket was about to touch the ball, Galaga suddenly seemed to be injected with a mysterious power. He quickly adjusted his posture and tried his best to hit the ball towards Yagyu Hiroshi’s backcourt again.
The speed and power of this ball increased suddenly, but everything was within Yagyu Hirosaki’s expectations.
“Good shot!” The players of Nagoya Seitoku Junior High School screamed excitedly. They thought that Galaga had finally found a breakthrough for counterattack and the dawn of victory was just around the corner.
Yagyu Hiroshi pretended to be a little surprised and returned the ball calmly.
In the next few rounds, he gradually increased his intensity and occasionally made some seemingly inadvertent mistakes on purpose, allowing Galaga to struggle to recover a few points and continue the suspense of the game.
As the game heated up, Bulma was racing against time to adjust Galaga’s performance.
She had to make Galaga appear to have the ability to keep improving and resist tenaciously, but at the same time she had to be careful not to reveal any flaws and hide her true strength.
Her fingers slid frantically across the phone screen, precisely adjusting Galaga’s movement parameters. Her eyes were full of tension and concentration, and beads of sweat appeared on her forehead.
In a crucial round, Hiroshi Yagyu sent a spinning ball, which changed direction strangely after landing and rushed towards Galaga’s backhand.
Bulma controlled Galaga and pretended to be in a panic to catch the ball. The edge of the racket rubbed the ball, causing the ball to change direction and fly towards the empty space on Yagyu Hiroshi’s court.
Yagyu Hiroshi pretended that he was slow to react and watched the ball fall to the ground without being able to catch it.
“Nagoya Seitoku Junior High School, score!” the referee’s voice sounded crisply.
The spectators on the sidelines exclaimed in delight, some cheered for Galaga’s wonderful score, while others sighed for Yagyu Hirosaki’s mistake.
The game continued to be stalemate, with the scores of both sides rising alternately, but overall Yagyu Hiroshi still maintained a certain leading advantage.
Towards the end of the game, Yagyu Hiroshi followed the plan and gradually allowed Galaga to score.
In the end, the game ended with a score of 6-2, and Galaga won the game on behalf of Nagoya Seitoku Junior High School.
When the referee announced the result of the game, the players of Nagoya Seitoku Junior High School rushed onto the field excitedly, surrounded Galaga tightly, and cheers resounded through the sky.
On the other hand, Yagyu Hiroshi smiled and waved to Galaga and the audience gracefully, as if the defeat was just a carefully planned performance and had no effect on him at all.
Bulma put away her phone and breathed a sigh of relief. She knew very well that this seemingly thrilling game was actually a carefully planned “perfect performance”. They successfully deceived everyone, not revealing their true strength, but also achieving the purpose of confusing the opponent.
Caesar stood at the sidelines, a sneer flashing across his scarlet eyes. This drama, which he regarded as a fight between ants, was just the first step in his conquest of the tennis world. Next, he wanted to make the entire court a hunting ground for his cross-dimensional power…
Chapter 23: Puppet Show: Caesar’s Cross-Time Hunting Script (Old Version)
The blazing sun hung high in the sky, generously pouring out its scorching rays, burning the entire tennis court into a giant steamer.
The doubles competition is about to begin here. The air is filled with a mixture of tension and anticipation. Every breeze seems to carry the signal of the upcoming fierce confrontation, stirring everyone’s heartstrings.
The doubles team sent by Rikkai University Junior High School – Bunta Marui and Jackal Kuwahara, are like two shining stars, emitting a unique light in the tennis world.
Marui Bunta’s iconic short brown hair is playful and lively, and he always has a confident smile on his lips, as if all opponents in the world are no problem for him.
His tennis style is like a nimble dancer, and his tightrope walking and short shots are a powerful weapon to defeat the enemy. Whenever he is at the net, he is like a cunning elf, relying on superb skills and keen insight. At the moment when the opponent can hardly detect, he hits the ball lightly, and the tennis ball uses tricky angles and strange lines to make the opponent unable to defend.
The Jackal Sang Yuan is tall and strong, with wheat-colored skin that shines with a healthy luster in the sun, and his every move reveals the beauty of strength.
His powerful serve was like a cannonball fired from a gun, accompanied by a whistling sound, which made many opponents feel timid before they even received the ball; his ferocious strokes were like a beast pouncing on its prey, with both strength and speed, coupled with his seemingly endless physical strength. Throughout the long game, he always maintained a strong fighting spirit and became a towering mountain that his opponents could hardly overcome.
On the other hand, the doubles players of Nagoya Seitoku Junior High School, Carlozes and Mullan, are also very capable and should not be underestimated. Carlozes has a head of unbridled golden curly hair, a pair of sports glasses on his high nose bridge, and his deep blue eyes are always full of determination and sharpness, as if he can see through all the changes on the court.
Mulan is agile and nimble, with short black hair that is neat and capable, showing his courageous temperament. His sharp reaction ability is like that of a nimble cheetah, and he can accurately judge the trajectory of the tennis ball; his flexible posture builds an indestructible barrier in front of the net, and any tennis ball that tries to pass through his defense line will hardly escape the fate of being blocked.
In the stands, the enthusiasm of the audience was just like the scorching sun, so hot that it seemed to set the entire stadium on fire.
The colorful flags danced freely in the wind like a surging sea of ​​flowers; the shouts and cheers intertwined into a passionate war song, forming an overwhelming wave of sound.
Some people waved the Rikkai University flags vigorously and shouted the names of their teammates at the top of their lungs, their eager eyes closely following the figures on the field; others cheered for the players of Nagoya Seito, their eyes full of expectation, hoping that they could create a miracle in this strong duel and write their own glorious chapter.
Caesar stood in the shadow of the arena, his scarlet eyes like two burning flames, taking in the entire situation on the field.
He exuded a chilling sense of oppression, and the heat in the air seemed to freeze into ice beside him. Bulma stood beside him, holding a special mobile phone in her hand, which was connected to the microcontrollers on Kalozes and Mulan.
She was wearing a fashionable and elegant dress, her long golden hair fluttering in the wind, and her fair face was full of concentration.
“According to the plan, they will only demonstrate half a step to national level strength.” Bulma whispered.
Caesar snorted coldly: “It’s just an appetizer. The struggle of these ants is quite interesting.”
The crisp game whistle suddenly sounded, like a sharp blade cutting through the tense atmosphere, officially kicking off the grand prelude to this doubles battle.
According to the plan agreed before the game, Bunta Marui and Jackal Kuwahara quietly started the “let the game go mode”.
Marui Fumita’s super half volley, which was usually powerful and could scare his opponents, was deliberately weakened at this moment. The tennis ball fell lightly into the opponent’s court like a harmless fallen leaf, losing its former lightning speed and earth-shattering power.
The Jackal Kuwahara’s powerful serve has lost its former sharp edge. The speed and angle have been deliberately controlled. The serve that originally whizzed in like a cannonball is now soft and powerless, and is easily caught by the opponent.
At Caesar’s instruction, Bulma precisely controlled Kalozes and Mulan.
The two of them were like puppets, yet they worked together perfectly.
Carlos’s powerful forehand shots carried overwhelming force, and every swing of the racket was accompanied by a whistling sound of the wind. The tennis balls were like bullets fired from a gun, with an indomitable momentum, breaking through the defense of the Rikkai University combination time and time again, creating bursts of “gun smoke” on the opponent’s court.
Mulan was like a spirit, volleying flexibly in front of the net. His eyes were fixed on the flying tennis ball, and his focused eyes seemed to be able to capture every change in the trajectory of the tennis ball. Every shot was just right, and he could always accurately block the ball back to Rikkai University’s court at the critical moment, making the opponent’s attack futile.
With the close cooperation between the two, the score rose rapidly like a rocket and soon reached 4-0. The Nagoya Xingde combination was far ahead with an absolute advantage.
In the stands, Rikkai University’s supporters were instantly plunged into a haze of worry.
“What’s going on? Why are Bunta and Kuwabara in such a bad state today?”
A boy wearing a large Rikkai hat frowned and muttered to himself in confusion, his eyes full of confusion and anxiety.
“Is it because the competition is too stressful? This is totally unlike their usual strength!” A girl with a ponytail nearby echoed anxiously, with deep worry in her voice.
Everyone was talking at once, their eyes filled with confusion about the situation on the field and concern for their teammates.
Kirihara Akaya was standing on the sidelines at the moment, extremely anxious. His red hair was even more dazzling under the scorching sun, but it was trembling slightly due to his anxiety.
He clenched his fists tightly, his knuckles turned white from excessive force, and beads of sweat continued to appear on his forehead and slowly slid down his cheeks.
His eyes were fixed on the field, and he kept shouting in his heart: “Senior Bunta, Senior Kuwabara, cheer up! We can’t lose this game!”
Those eyes, full of desire and anxiety, seemed to see through the arena.
At this time, although Marui Bunta looked a little embarrassed on the surface and was scored by his opponent again and again, there was no panic on his face, and there was a hint of determination in the depths of his eyes.
He turned his head slightly and looked at the jackal Kuwabara. Their eyes met and they nodded in tacit understanding. That instant of eye contact was like a silent secret message, indicating that it was time to move on to the next stage.
Marui Bunta quietly untied the weight-bearing device hidden on his body. Once the weight was removed, he suddenly felt his body extremely light, like a bird that had broken free from its restraints, full of vigorous strength, ready to spread its wings and fly high at any time.
The jackal Sangyuan also straightened himself up, took a deep breath, and adjusted himself to the best condition.
In an instant, the power and speed of his serve increased instantly, as if a sleeping beast had awakened.
The serve, which had been weak and powerless, now regained its former power. The tennis ball flew towards the opponent’s court with strong rotation and amazing speed, making a sharp sound of breaking through the air.
Bunta Marui swung his racket again, and the true power of the super half volley was finally demonstrated without reservation. The ball flew towards the opponent’s court at lightning speed like a cannonball. The speed was so fast that people had no time to react and could only watch the tennis ball whizzing past.
Facing Rikkai’s counterattack, Caesar sneered. Bulma understood, and her fingertips slid rapidly across the screen of her mobile phone, sending precise instructions to the controllers of Carlos and Mulan.
The two began a wonderful “cooperative performance”. They seemed to be in a hurry to deal with the strong counterattack of the Rikkai University combination, but in fact every movement was under precise control.
Carlos deliberately made some small mistakes when receiving the ball, and the power and angle of his return ball became a little forced. His originally extremely accurate forehand shot now often deviated, as if he had lost his former accuracy.
Mullan’s volleys at the net were no longer as accurate and precise, and he would occasionally let the ball slip through, creating great scoring opportunities for the Rikkai University combination.
The Rikkai University team seized these opportunities and gradually tied the score with their tacit cooperation and superb skills.
4-4, both teams are back on the same starting line. At this time, the atmosphere in the arena is extremely tense, as if time has frozen, the air has been sucked out, and you can hear a pin drop clearly.
The audience held their breath, staring at every move on the court without blinking, afraid of missing any wonderful moment, and their hearts beat violently with the beating of the tennis ball.
The next match instantly entered a white-hot stage. Every shot of Marui Bunta was accompanied by strong rotation and terrifying power. His body turned gracefully with the shot, like an elegant dancer dancing on the court. Every movement was full of rhythm and power, which was dazzling.
Jackal Sang Yuanze cooperated closely with the team and constantly put great pressure on the opponent. His tall figure shuttled quickly across the court. Every defense and attack seemed so powerful, like an indestructible wall or a brave and fearless warrior.
And Kalozes and Mulan, under Bulma’s control, were not to be outdone.
Carlos used powerful forehand shots to break through Rikkai University’s defense time and time again. His arm muscles were tense and every swing of the racket was explosive, as if he was pouring all his strength into the tennis ball.
Mullan saved the situation with precise interceptions at critical moments. His reaction speed was extremely fast, and he was always able to block the ball back at the moment it was about to hit the ground. He was like a guardian angel on the court, resolving crises time and time again.
The game came to the final round, the scores of both sides rose alternately, one chasing the other, the battle was as fierce as a battlefield. Every point was full of suspense and tension, both players went all out and did not back down.
In the end, after a thrilling battle, Marui Bunta and Jackal Kuwahara lost the game 6-4.
The moment the referee announced the result of the match, the supporters of Nagoya Seitoku Junior High School cheered instantly.
They hugged each other excitedly, shouted the names of their teammates loudly, with smiles of joy and pride on their faces. They thought that their teammates had completed a stunning reversal in adversity, but they didn’t know that behind this was Caesar’s cross-dimensional layout.
And Kirihara Akaya, looking at his teammates on the field, had his fighting spirit completely ignited.
The “failure” of this game put him in a desperate situation, and also aroused a strong desire to win in his heart.
He secretly vowed that he must give his all in the next game, not let Rikkai University lose the semi-final, and must lead the team to victory.
Caesar looked at Kirihara’s eyes full of fighting spirit, and a hint of expectation flashed in his scarlet eyes. This game of chess has just begun.
Chapter 24 Technology and Tennis: Bulma’s Winning Plan (Old Version)
Bulma gently put away her phone, her movements smooth and natural, as if what she had just fiddled with was not a key prop that would determine the outcome of the game, but just an ordinary object.
She tilted her head slightly, and the corners of her mouth curved up quietly. It was a barely perceptible smile, just like a fleeting meteor in the night sky, which flashed by but was full of deep meaning.
This smile revealed her satisfaction with her perfect control of the game, and her confidence in the subsequent development of the battle.
She successfully directed and completed this wonderful “performance”.
In this doubles match, she relied on the high-tech mobile phone in her hand, as well as her extraordinary strategy and courage, to cleverly manipulate the rhythm and direction of the game in secret.
She neither exposed her team’s true strength too early, like a hunter hidden in the dark, maintaining mystery and deterrence, nor let the game move steadily towards victory, taking a solid step towards the team’s ultimate goal.
This seemingly ordinary doubles match actually has undercurrents. Behind every shot and every move, there are careful calculations and plans, just like a war without the smoke of gunpowder.
And it is just a small but crucial microcosm in the magnificent picture of the semi-finals of this national competition, indicating that the subsequent competitions will be even more exciting and thrilling.
The national competition is undoubtedly the most dazzling stage in the entire tennis world and the battlefield of glory that all tennis players dream of.
Every team that has the honor of stepping onto this field has a dream of winning the championship as blazing as the sun. They are willing to give their all, shed countless sweat and blood, just to shine their own light on this supreme stage and leave behind a legend that will be passed down by future generations.
This year, the gears of fate turned quietly, pulling Rikkai University Junior High School and Nagoya Seitoku Junior High School to the semi-finals of the national competition, where these two strong teams met head-on.
As soon as the news came out, it instantly attracted the attention of countless people. Whether they were veteran tennis enthusiasts or newcomers to the tennis field, they were all full of expectations and curiosity about this game.
Unsurprisingly, it has become the focus of heated discussion. People are discussing this upcoming peak showdown everywhere in the streets and alleys and tennis forums. Everyone is speculating on the direction and outcome of the game, and everyone has their own predictions and expectations.
Long before the competition, Bulma fully utilized her intelligence and unique technological advantages.
With the help of the magical space field technology, she broke through the limitations of space, as if she had a pair of invisible eyes, and conducted a comprehensive and in-depth investigation of the Rikkai University Affiliated Middle School.
At the same time, those amazing high-tech devices played a huge role in her hands, helping her collect detailed information on every player of Rikkai University, from their daily training habits, game style characteristics, to the technical parameters of each signature skill, without missing anything.
She is well aware of Rikkai University’s status and strength in the tennis world. It is a well-deserved legendary team. Every player in the team is an elite among elites, each with unique skills and strength that should not be underestimated. Therefore, they must not take it lightly, as any detail may become a key factor in determining the outcome of the game.
Rikkai University Affiliated Junior High School, a team renowned in the tennis world, is like a towering mountain that scares away countless opponents.
With their astonishing strength and their indomitable, never-give-up spirit, they have won numerous awards in various competitions and written one glorious chapter after another.
The team captain, Seiichi Yukimura, is like a shining star in the tennis world. His skills have reached a superb level and he is respected by everyone as the “Son of God”.
His most famous skill, “Destroying the Five Senses”, is considered a “forbidden skill” on the tennis court. Once he uses this skill, the atmosphere of the entire court will change dramatically in an instant, as if it were shrouded in a dark mist.
Under the influence of this mysterious force, the opponent will feel as if they are in a dark world. All their senses such as vision, hearing, and touch seem to be ruthlessly deprived, and they will fall into endless fear and confusion.
In this state, the opponent cannot accurately judge the trajectory and speed of the ball, let alone play to his normal level. He can only respond blindly on the court like a headless fly, allowing Seiichi Yukimura to control the rhythm and direction of the game.
Vice-captain Genichirō Sanada plays with a tough and domineering style, like a fierce general charging into battle.
He incorporated the ancient and profound wisdom of military tactics into his tennis skills, and used the six-character mantra of “wind, forest, fire, volcano, thunder and yin” as his tennis philosophy.
When serving, his movements were swift and powerful. The tennis ball was like a gust of wind, passing through the court in an instant with amazing speed and strong impact, making it impossible for the opponent to defend.
When attacking, he is like an erupting volcano, powerful and aggressive. Every shot seems to contain endless energy and can easily break through the opponent’s defense.
When defending, he is like a quiet and steady forest, impenetrable. Any incoming ball can hardly find a flaw in his defensive area, as if blocked by an invisible barrier.
Yanagi Renji, the young man wearing exquisite glasses, is like a wise strategist on the tennis court.
He is a top player in data tennis. The look in his eyes behind the lenses always reveals extraordinary calmness and wisdom, as if he can see through everything.
He has a unique sensitivity to data and strong analytical ability. He only needs to observe his opponent for a few rounds in the game and he can accurately predict his opponent’s next move through precise analysis of his opponent’s hitting speed, power, angle and other data.
With this precise control over the rhythm of the game, no matter what complex and changeable tactics his opponent uses, he can quickly find the patterns and flaws, and then formulate corresponding response strategies in an instant. Just like a chess master, he can always predict the opponent’s moves in advance and make clever arrangements to make the opponent fall into his own rhythm.
Niou Masaharu has the resounding and mysterious title of “Trickster”.
His ability to imitate is unique in the tennis world. It is as if he has a magic mirror that can perfectly copy his opponent’s skills.
During the game, he always managed to imitate his opponent’s signature moves at the most unexpected moment, and his imitations were lifelike, with the smoothness of the movements and the power of the skills being exactly the same as the originals.
This makes it difficult for opponents to defend themselves when facing him, and they often fall into endless confusion, not knowing how to deal with this “copy” of themselves, thus disrupting their own game rhythm and falling into a passive situation.
Marui Bunta is like a dynamic bomb on the tennis court. In addition to his superb tennis skills, he is always full of energy and passion in the game. His unique personality is like a flower blooming in spring, passionate and infectious.
His playing style is flexible and varied, full of creativity and imagination, and always brings unexpected surprises to the audience. Every move and every shot he makes on the court is like a wonderful performance, becoming a unique and beautiful landscape of Rikkai University, which makes people fascinated.
The jackal Kuwahara’s performance on the field is like that of a ferocious beast, which makes people afraid.
He is tall and strong, exuding a powerful deterrent force. Opponents dare not easily approach the half he is guarding.
Every time he hit the ball, it seemed to carry a tremendous force. The powerful force and fierce momentum seemed to be able to shake the entire stadium.
He was like a solid fortress, guarding half of Rikkai University, forcing opponents to be cautious and fearful when attacking.
Although Kirihara Akaya is somewhat impulsive and irritable, like a flammable and explosive powder keg, his tennis skills should not be underestimated.
Especially when he enters the “demonization” state, as if possessed by a mysterious and powerful dark force, his strength will be greatly enhanced.
In this state, he seemed to be a completely different person, his eyes became fierce and sharp, as if he could see through every weakness of his opponent;
The power and speed of his shots reached a terrifying level. Every swing of the racket seemed to be declaring his dominance to his opponents. His crazy and fierce attacks made his opponents terrified and afraid.
As for Nagoya Seitoku Junior High School, although their reputation in the tennis world may not be as well-known as Rikkai University, they are also a strong team that should not be underestimated.
Most of the players in this team are elite international students from all over the world. They come together with different cultural backgrounds and unique tennis styles, but they can cooperate seamlessly and become a closely coordinated combat team.
Their tactics are flexible and varied, just like guerrillas on the battlefield. They can always quickly adjust their strategies according to the opponent’s situation, making it difficult for the opponent to predict their strategy.
Moreover, they all have a spirit of not admitting defeat. No matter how strong the opponent is, no matter how unfavorable the game situation is, they always maintain firm beliefs and tenacious fighting spirit and never give up easily.
In this team, the third singles player Caesar’s recent performance has been particularly eye-catching, successfully attracting the attention of many people.
His unique playing style combines strength and skill, both hardness and softness, making it difficult to predict.
In previous competitions, the strong strength he demonstrated has exceeded people’s imagination time and time again, making many people curious and expectant about him.
Everyone is speculating whether Caesar has hidden deeper secret weapons, and what kind of surprises and shocks he will bring to everyone in this crucial national competition semi-final.
In the first two games of the match, the development of the plot was beyond most people’s expectations.
Rikkai University Affiliated Middle School seemed to be a little too confident and underestimated the opponent. Yagyu Hiroshi failed to perform at his best in the match with his opponent and unfortunately lost.
The doubles combination of Bunta Marui and Hu Lang Kuwahara also encountered stubborn resistance in the game and eventually lost the game respectively.
These two losses caused Rikkai University to temporarily lag behind Nagoya Seitoku at 0-2.
This result, like a bombshell, shocked and worried the players and supporters of Rikkai University.
No one could believe that the usually powerful Rikkai University would fall into such a passive situation at the very beginning of the game.
Chapter 25 Rikkai University’s Last Stand (Old Version)
“What happened? We lost the first two games!”
The Rikkai University players quickly gathered together, their expressions were serious and solemn, as if they were shrouded in a layer of haze. Everyone’s eyes were full of doubts and unwillingness. They were originally full of confidence in this game, but now they had to re-examine the situation in front of them. They couldn’t figure out why the game was going in such an unfavorable direction. They were once invincible, but now they fell into deep self-doubt and reflection.
In fact, the reason why the three giants of Rikkai University made such a seemingly risky arrangement is that they have their own considerations behind it. They know very well that if they want to go further in future competitions, the young players in the team must be fully trained and grown. Therefore, they chose to adopt an extreme method in this semi-final to train the next generation of players, hoping to inspire the potential strength and fighting spirit of the young players in this way. However, their approach is like walking on a tightrope, full of risks and uncertainties. Once they fail, the consequences will be disastrous. Their supporters have not yet known the deep meaning behind this. If they knew the true intentions of the three giants, I really don’t know what they would think. However, the answer may be revealed soon.
In the semi-finals of the national tournament, the blazing sun poured down without reservation, as if to ignite the entire stadium. The ground was baked hot, steaming, and the air was filled with a strong atmosphere of tension and excitement. This match between Rikkai University Affiliated Junior High School and Nagoya Seitoku Junior High School has long been the focus of everyone’s attention. At this moment, everyone held their breath and focused all their attention on the singles match that was about to begin – Rikkai University’s Kirihara Akaya, who was about to play against Nagoya Seitoku’s Caesar. This match will undoubtedly become a key battle to reverse the situation of the game. Both players are under tremendous pressure and expectations. Their every move and every shot will affect the hearts of the audience.
The rest area of ​​Rikkai University should have been filled with the laughter and encouragement of the players, but at this moment it was extremely depressing, and even time seemed to have frozen. There was no sound here, only a suffocating silence. The three giants Yukimura Seiichi, Sanada Genichirō, and Yanagi Renji sat on a bench, their faces were extremely solemn, their brows were tightly furrowed, as if they were being pressed by a heavy stone. Although they had prepared for this game a long time ago, and the game had been developing as they expected, they were also confident in their own strength. However, after all, it was now a critical moment, and the victory or defeat depended on this last fight, so they were still inevitably a little nervous.
Yanagi Renji gently pushed his glasses on the bridge of his nose, his eyes behind the lenses full of worry and anxiety: “We have lost two games in a row, and we really can’t afford to make any mistakes in the next game. Akagi has a heavy burden on his shoulders.” His voice was low and hoarse, with a bit of urgency and uneasiness that was rare in normal times, as if he was telling everyone the severity of the situation of this game.
Genichirō Sanada clenched his fists, veins on his arms bulged and his joints turned white from excessive force, as if he wanted to release all the anger and unwillingness in his heart through his clenched fists: “We must not lose this game! Absolutely not! We must win the next one! Akaya, you must shoulder this responsibility!” His tone was firm, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth, full of firm determination and indomitable fighting spirit, as if declaring their beliefs to the world.
Yukimura Seiichi narrowed his eyes slightly, revealing a confident glow. He looked at the arena quietly, and after pondering for a long time, he slowly spoke. Although his voice was very soft, it revealed an unquestionable determination: “Let Kirihara play. We know his potential best. Only by forcing him into a desperate situation can we stimulate his greater strength. This is our only hope now.” A trace of determination flashed in his eyes, as if he had already made the worst plan, and for the honor of the team, he was willing to take a risk.
At the same time, in the player area of ​​Nagoya Seitoku, Caesar’s figure was particularly eye-catching. He stood there quietly, with a faint sneer on his angular face, and that smile was full of certainty and confidence in victory, as if the outcome of the game was already under his control, and everything was just going according to his script. Caesar’s original “Crucifixion Ball” is well-known in the tennis world. Through his unique force-generating technique, he can make the tennis ball produce irregular rotation at the moment of hitting, as if it was given life and twisted its trajectory strangely in the air, with a sharp whistle that tore through the air, and approached the opponent at an unpredictable angle. Once hit by this “quantum fission ball”, not only will you bear a huge impact force, but you will also feel dizzy for a moment because of the abnormal rotation of the ball. This is why this skill is so terrifying.
The three giants of Rikkai University chose to let Kirihara Akaya fight against Caesar because of this move. They hoped that Caesar’s “Cross Execution Ball” could be like a key to completely open the door to Kirihara Akaya’s hidden power, and through this extreme stimulation, stimulate the powerful power hidden deep in his heart. However, they overlooked a key issue. This extreme stimulation method is likely to make Kirihara Akaya’s demonization more thorough, and the explosive power is not only difficult to control, but may even be far less than expected. It’s like a gamble. They put all their hopes on Kirihara Akaya, but they didn’t consider the huge risks involved.
With the referee’s clear and loud command, the third match officially kicked off. Kirihara Akaya and Caesar walked towards the center of the field from both sides of the field with firm steps. Both of them had a strong fighting spirit burning in their eyes, which was an extreme desire for victory, as if two blazing flames collided and intertwined on the field.
Kirihara Akaya, with his iconic red hair, was wantonly flaunting in the sunlight, like a burning flame, emitting fiery fighting spirit and endless vitality, and like a volcano about to erupt, containing huge energy. He stood firmly on the ground with both feet, like a pine tree rooted in the land, indestructible; his hands tightly grasped the racket, his knuckles turned white because of the force, as if he wanted to concentrate all the strength of his body on this small racket. His eyes were burning with the desire for victory, staring at Caesar opposite him, that look seemed to be able to penetrate everything, to see every flaw of the opponent.
Caesar was tall and slender, with a specially made sportswear that outlined his perfect muscle lines. His gestures revealed an elegant and dangerous aura. His face was stern, and his black hair was slightly wet with sweat, but it was still neatly combed back, looking particularly energetic. His eyes were deep and mysterious. He stood there calmly, but gave people an unfathomable sense of oppression, as if he was not here to participate in an ordinary tennis match, but to dominate the entire court. He exuded an innate confidence and arrogance, as if everything in the world was under his control.
“Kirihara Akaya, today I will show you what real strength is.” Caesar spoke coldly, his voice was low and magnetic, but it was as clear as a bell and spread throughout the entire stadium. His voice was filled with unquestionable arrogance and confidence, as if he was declaring his dominance to Kirihara Akaya.
“Hmph, then give it a try. I won’t lose to someone like you!” Kirihara Akaya responded without showing any weakness, his voice full of the stubbornness and unwillingness to admit defeat of a young man. His eyes flashed with a firm light, as if to tell Caesar that he would never give up easily and that he was determined to win this match.
The horn of the game suddenly blew, and the scorching sun poured unreservedly on the tennis court that attracted everyone’s attention. The whole venue seemed like a battlefield on fire, filled with a tense atmosphere that made people’s blood boil. At this moment, Kirihara Akaya took a deep breath, his chest heaving violently, his eyes burning with an extreme desire for victory, and his eyes were like a sharp blade, firmly locked on Caesar on the opposite side. He threw the tennis ball high, and the white ball was particularly eye-catching against the blue sky like a gem. At the same time, his body was like a powerful spring compressed to the extreme, every muscle was tense, ready to go. In an instant, he burst out with all his strength and swung the racket violently. The whole movement was done in one go, smooth and full of power. Driven by this powerful force, the tennis ball was like a cannonball fired from a gun, wrapped in the whistling sound of the wind, and rushed straight towards Caesar with astonishing speed and power. The whistling sound seemed to tear the air apart, announcing Kirihara Akaya’s powerful attack.
However, facing this aggressive serve, Caesar was unusually calm, as if everything was within his expectations. He raised his chin slightly, and a mocking arc appeared at the corner of his mouth. The smile seemed to declare to Kirihara Akaya: “Your attack is nothing to me.” He took a half step back lightly, and the center of gravity of his body sank instantly. His wrist turned flexibly, and the racket in his hand seemed to be endowed with magic, drawing an elegant arc in mid-air. When the tennis ball touched the racket, he cleverly used the force to unload the force, not only changing the direction of the ball, but also injecting it with unique rotational force. The originally aggressive ball, under Caesar’s control, fell lightly into the dead corner of the boundary like a tamed beast, and the fine dust raised was full of precise calculations.
“What?” Kirihara Akaya’s pupils suddenly shrank, and an unbelievable roar came from his throat. His eyes widened, and the muscles on his face twitched slightly due to shock. His originally tense body froze in place instantly. He never thought that his serve, which he had sent with all his strength, would be so vulnerable in front of Caesar. It was like a heavy punch hitting cotton, and all the strength was silently dissolved. This strong sense of frustration was like a sharp dagger, which severely hurt his self-esteem. Kirihara Akaya bit his lower lip tightly, tasting blood but not realizing it. He held the racket tightly, his knuckles turned white due to excessive force, and blue veins popped out on the skin, as if silently venting his inner anger and unwillingness.
Chapter 26 2:0 Crisis: Caesar’s fatal suppression and Kirihara’s crazy counterattack (old version)
In the next few rounds, the situation on the field changed suddenly, and Kirihara Akari seemed to be ignited with the flame of battle and completely started a crazy offensive mode.
He was like a cheetah, running and jumping on the court, with a nimble and agile body. When he hit the ball with his forehand, he raised his arm high, his muscles tensed, and with a roar, the tennis ball flew out like a cannonball with amazing force; when he hit the ball with his backhand, he turned his wrist skillfully, and the tennis ball spun strangely and brushed against the net. He tried his best every time he hit the ball, as if he wanted to pour all his energy into this small tennis ball. The tennis ball shuttled back and forth on the court at a speed that was dazzling, like lightning across the night sky, leaving only a series of blurred light and shadows.
Kirihara Akaya’s batting rhythm was breathtakingly fast, with almost no gap between each return, like a violent storm, sweeping towards Caesar violently, not giving the opponent any chance to breathe. Sweat continued to roll down his forehead, and beads of sweat slid down his cheeks, dripping onto the hot ground, evaporating instantly, leaving only a small stain of water, which disappeared in a flash.
However, facing Kirihara Akaya’s crazy attack, Caesar was calm and composed. His steps were light and steady, and every move was just right, as if he was dancing on the court. His eyes were fixed on the tennis ball, like a falcon locking onto its prey, accurately predicting where the ball would land. The racket in his hand was like a smart sword, always able to accurately find the position of the tennis ball at the most appropriate time, or gently block the ball and send it steadily back to the opponent’s half; or cleverly cut the ball with a tricky angle, making it difficult for Kirihara Akaya to defend; or pull it hard and launch a very threatening counterattack, forcing Kirihara Akaya to run around and save the ball all over the court.
In this fierce confrontation, the game ended quickly, and Kirihara Akari was unfortunately broken. He stood there blankly, his chest heaving violently, breathing heavily, as if he had just experienced a life-and-death struggle. The sweat on his forehead kept flowing, blurring his vision, and the world in front of him became hazy. However, the resentment and anger in his heart were like a blazing flame, becoming more and more intense, almost swallowing him up.
The game continued without stopping, and it was Caesar’s turn to serve. He stood on the serving line, his eyes focused and determined, and threw the tennis ball high up. Under the sunlight, the tennis ball flashed with golden light and slowly rose, as if it was frozen in the air. At the moment when the tennis ball reached the highest point, Caesar swung his racket violently, and the strength of his whole body gathered in his arms. The racket and the tennis ball collided violently, making a loud and crisp sound. The tennis ball was like a cannonball, with the sound of whistling wind, and flew towards Kirihara Akaya at a very fast speed.
Kirihara Akaya reacted quickly, his body like a spring, instantly turned sideways, raised the racket in his hand high, and tried to catch this powerful serve. However, Caesar’s serve was too powerful and fast, and the tennis ball hit Kirihara Akaya’s racket with a strong impact. Although Kirihara Akaya barely caught the ball, his body was staggered a few steps by this force, his steps were a little flustered, and he almost fell to the ground, looking a little embarrassed.
“What a powerful serve!” A spectator in the audience couldn’t help but exclaimed, his voice full of shock and awe, his eyes wide open, staring at the court.
“This Caesar is indeed not simple. Kirihara Akaya is in big trouble now.” Another audience member said worriedly, his brows tightly furrowed, his face full of worry.
“Rikkai University has lost two games in a row, they must not lose this game again!” A Rikkai University supporter shouted anxiously, his voice trembling, his eyes full of expectation and worry, his hands clasped together tightly, as if praying for Kirihara Akaya.
The audience’s discussions rose and fell, like waves, one after another. In the rest area of ​​Rikkai University, the faces of the three giants became even uglier. Yukimura Seiichi bit his lower lip so hard that his lips turned pale. He clenched his hands unconsciously, and his knuckles turned white because of the force. He silently said in his heart: “Kirhara, calm down, don’t be overwhelmed by the opponent’s momentum.” Sanada Genichirō had a furious look on his face, and his eyes seemed to be spewing fire. He wished he could go on the court immediately to replace Kirihara. His fists were clenched, and his body trembled slightly, showing his inner anger and anxiety. Yanagi Renji opened his eyes wide, and there was more anxiety and uneasiness in his eyes. He stared at the field, trying to find a way for Kirihara Akaya to break the deadlock.
In the next few rounds, Caesar completely dominated with his excellent skills and stable mentality. Each of his shots was full of power and skill, with tricky angles that were hard to predict and full of power, as if he could tear the air apart. Kirihara Akaya could only cope with it, running around on the court, his clothes soaked with sweat, his hair stuck to his face, but he had no power to fight back. Soon, Caesar took the lead with a score of 2:0, and the balance of victory seemed to have completely tilted towards him.
“Damn it!” Kirihara Akaya’s eyes flashed with resentment, and that look seemed to be able to spit out fire. He began to become a little agitated, his breathing became more rapid, and his chest rose and fell violently, like an angry bull. He held the racket in his hand even tighter, and his knuckles turned white, as if that was his last hope, and if he let go, he would lose everything.
“Kid, is this all your strength? Looks like this game will be over soon.” Caesar sneered, with an increasingly smug smile on his face. His tone was as if he was looking at a clown who overestimated his own abilities, his eyes full of contempt and disdain.
Kirihara Akaya’s face turned red, like a ripe tomato. His eyes began to become bloodshot, bloodshot all over his eyeballs, and the signs of demonization gradually appeared. His breathing became heavy and rough, and every breath was like a dull sound coming from his chest, like a wild beast about to lose control, ready to pounce on its prey at any time.
“Oh no, Kirihara is going to lose control!” Yanagi Renji exclaimed. He stood up suddenly, and his movement was so big that he almost knocked over the chair next to him. His face was full of anxiety and worry, and fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.
“Let’s see the situation first. Kirihara must break through himself in this desperate situation.” Although Yukimura Seiichi was a little worried, he still decided to let Kirihara Akaya continue to compete. There was a hint of expectation in his eyes, expecting Kirihara to create a miracle. He believed that Kirihara Akaya had unlimited potential, and in this desperate situation, he might be able to inspire unprecedented power.
Kirihara Akaya completely fell into a demonic state. His eyes became fierce and crazy, like a demon from hell, with a hideous smile on his lips that made people shudder. His hair seemed to stand up slightly because of anger, and every strand of hair stood upright, as if venting his inner anger.
“Since you are so powerful, then try my power!” Kirihara Akaya roared, his voice full of anger and unwillingness, like the roar of a wounded beast, echoing in the arena and making people’s eardrums hurt.
In the following game, Kirihara Akari also became desperate. His shots became irregular and he no longer followed any tactics or techniques. Every shot was highly aggressive and aimed directly at Caesar’s knees. He had completely lost his mind and had only one thought in his mind – to defeat the opponent in front of him. At this moment, he was like a warrior who was overwhelmed by hatred, rushing towards the enemy regardless of everything.
Caesar frowned slightly. He didn’t expect Kirihara Akaya to become so crazy after being demonized. However, he was not panicked. With his half-step world-class physical strength and excellent reaction ability, he easily dodged every attack of Kirihara Akaya. There was a scornful smile on his face, as if he was laughing at Kirihara’s overestimation of his own abilities, and his eyes were full of ridicule and disdain.
“Hmph, you think you can hurt me with this kind of attack? Too naive!” Caesar sneered, his tone full of disdain. The voice seemed to carry a cold breath, making people shudder.
The audience was stunned by the scene before their eyes. They had not expected that the game would become so intense and crazy, as if it was not a tennis match, but a life-and-death contest. The entire arena was filled with a tense atmosphere, making people breathless.
“What happened to Kirihara Akaya? He seems to be in a weird state.” An audience member asked doubtfully, his eyes full of confusion and he kept shaking his head.
“Is this Rikkai University’s secret weapon? It looks so scary!” another audience member said in horror, his body trembling slightly, fear written all over his face.
“Caesar is also very strong. He can handle such crazy attacks with ease.” Someone exclaimed with admiration in his eyes, expressing his sincere recognition of Caesar’s strength.
In the rest area of ​​Rikkai University, the faces of the three giants turned very ugly. They did not expect that Kirihara Akaya’s attack after the demonization would be so uncontrollable, not only did it not pose a threat to Caesar, but it put themselves in a more dangerous situation.
“We can’t go on like this. Although Kirihara’s attacks are crazy, they have no effect. Instead, they will consume a lot of his physical strength.” Yanagi Renji said anxiously. There was a slight tremor in his voice. He kept gesturing with his hands, trying to analyze the current situation.
“Don’t panic, Kirihara hasn’t reached his limit yet.” Although Yukimura Seiichi appeared calm on the surface, he began to feel uneasy in his heart. A trace of worry flashed in his eyes, and he bit his lips slightly, showing his inner nervousness.
After dodging Kirihara Akaya’s attack once again, Caesar decided not to delay any longer. He wanted to give Kirihara Akaya a fatal blow and end the game. He stood on the serving line, took a deep breath, and calmed himself down. His eyes became focused and cold, as if he could see through everything. The racket in his hand trembled slightly, as if it contained endless power and was about to explode. At this moment, the entire stadium fell silent, and everyone held their breath, their hearts seemed to have stopped beating, waiting for his blow. The entire stadium was so quiet that even a pin drop could be heard, and only the breeze blew gently, blowing the flags on the side of the stadium, making a rustling sound.
Chapter 27: Hell Trial: A Tennis Game of Life and Death under the Punishment of the Cross (Old Version)
“You asked for this, little brat. Now I’ll let you see my crucifixion!”
Caesar roared, his voice full of murderous intent, as if it was the judgment from hell, making people shudder.
He threw the tennis ball high up. Under the sunlight, the tennis ball sparkled brightly and rose slowly, like a bomb about to explode.
Then, Caesar swung the racket violently, concentrating all his body strength on the racket. With a devastating momentum, the tennis ball flew towards Kirihara Akaya at an incredible speed and power.
Kirihara Akaya subconsciously swung his racket to catch the ball. However, the moment his racket touched the tennis ball, a huge force knocked him out.
As if he was hit by a speeding car, his body flew backwards uncontrollably.
“Bang!” Kirihara Akaya hit the wire mesh of the tennis court heavily. The huge impact force caused his body to rub against the wire mesh violently, making a harsh sound.
His body formed the shape of a human cross on the barbed wire. His clothes were torn, revealing cuts and bloody marks on his skin. Blood oozed from the wounds, staining his clothes and the barbed wire red.
“Ah!” Kirihara Akaya groaned in pain, his voice full of pain and despair. Blood flowed from the corners of his mouth, staining his chin and clothes red, making him look very miserable.
The audience was stunned by the scene before their eyes. The entire stadium fell silent instantly, as if time had stopped. Only Kirihara Akaya’s painful groans echoed in the air, making people feel extremely distressed.
Everyone stared with their eyes wide open, unable to believe what had just happened, their mouths opened wide, their faces filled with shock and fear.
“This… is this the crucifixion? It’s so horrible!” An audience member covered his mouth in horror, his body shaking constantly, his eyes full of fear.
“I hope Kirihara Akari is okay? He looks seriously injured.” Someone asked worriedly, with a frown on his face and concern.
“Rikkai University is in trouble now. It’s likely to lose the game.” A neutral spectator said regretfully, shaking his head slightly, expressing sympathy for Rikkai University’s situation.
In the rest area of ​​Rikkai University, the faces of the three giants turned pale, without a trace of blood.
They did not expect that Caesar’s crucifixion would be so horrific, as if it were a judgment from hell, which made people shudder.
“Did we do something wrong? Is this too cruel?” There was a hint of self-blame in Yanagi Renji’s voice. He regretted that he had supported this risky decision. He kept shaking his head with regret on his face.
“No, this is a step we must take. Kirihara, you have to hold on!”
There was a hint of determination and expectation in Yukimura Seiichi’s eyes. He still believed that Kirihara Akaya could create a miracle. He clasped his hands tightly together, as if cheering for Kirihara Akaya.
Kirihara Akaya slowly slid down from the wire mesh, his body shaky and every movement seemed to have exhausted all his strength.
His steps were weak, as if he was stepping on cotton and he could fall down at any time. But his eyes were still firm, showing his persistence and desire for victory, like a burning flame, shining in the darkness.
“I haven’t lost yet, and I will never lose!” Kirihara Akaya roared, his voice full of indomitable fighting spirit, echoing in the arena and shaking people’s hearts.
Suddenly, Kirihara Akaya’s body underwent an amazing change. His hair began to turn white, as if covered by a layer of frost, the red in his eyes turned green and exuded a strange aura, and his skin also turned red, like a real demon, and the degree of demonization reached a deeper level.
There seemed to be a dark aura emanating from his body, making people shudder, as if they were in hell.
Kirihara Akaya completely lost control. He had only one thought in his mind, and that was to win!
In order to win, he has begun to do whatever it takes.
He ignored the pain in his body, the severe pain from the wound seemed to have no effect on him, and rushed towards Caesar frantically, using all his strength for each shot. His target was no longer the tennis ball, but Caesar’s body.
He was like a mad beast, attacking recklessly. At this moment, he had completely fallen into a state of madness, with only hatred and desire for victory in his heart.
Caesar’s expression finally became serious. He didn’t expect that Kirihara Akaya would become so crazy.
Faced with Kirihara Akaya’s crazy attack, he had to start taking it seriously.
A hint of vigilance flashed in his eyes, as if he was facing a powerful enemy. His steps became more flexible, and each step was just right. He held the racket in his hand more tightly, as if it had merged into one with his hand, ready to meet Kirihara Akaya’s even more frenzied attack.
“Humph, since you want to attack me so much, then taste my counterattack!”
Caesar raised a cold arc at the corner of his mouth and sneered. His eyes flashed with cold light, like the cold stars in the night sky, revealing a bone-chilling coldness.
After that, he turned his wrist slightly and began to accurately control the rotation of the tennis ball.
The tennis ball seemed to be given life under his control. It ran in the direction where it bounced off the ground with a fierce momentum. Its target was Kirihara Akaya who was chasing after it.
At this moment, the tennis ball, like a bullet fired from a gun, was flying towards Kirihara Akaya at an extremely fast speed, accompanied by a sharp whistling sound. The whistling sound seemed to tear the air apart, which was terrifying.
Kirihara Akaya was in pursuit and couldn’t dodge in time. The tennis ball hit his body hard like a cannonball.
In an instant, blood splattered, and his body had several more shocking wounds. The bright red blood slowly flowed down the wounds, soon staining his clothes red, and staining the white uniform with dazzling blood flowers.
However, he seemed to feel no pain, his eyes still revealed madness and persistence, and his determination to never give up until his goal was achieved had not diminished in the slightest.
He did not pause at all and continued to rush towards Caesar, as if he wanted to use his body to break through the obstacles.
“Ah!” Kirihara Akaya screamed in pain, his voice full of agony and unwillingness, as if a wounded beast was roaring in despair.
However, this scream did not serve as a signal for him to retreat, but instead made his attack even more fierce. At this moment, he had completely fallen into a frenzy of fighting and could not extricate himself.
There was only one thought in his mind, which was to defeat Caesar in front of him and win victory for himself and Rikkai University.
“This Kirihara Akaya is simply a lunatic!”
The audience was stunned by Kirihara Akaya’s crazy behavior. They stared with their eyes wide open, their mouths opened wide, and their faces were full of shock and disbelief.
They had never seen such a crazy game or such crazy players. The whole arena was shrouded in this tense and crazy atmosphere, and the audience’s heartbeats kept speeding up with the rhythm of the game, as if they were also in this fierce battle.
“This foreigner is not easy to mess with. These two people are too scary.”
Someone sighed, his voice full of awe and fear. Caesar’s superb skills and cold attitude, as well as Kirihara Akaya’s crazy attack and tenacious fighting spirit, made them deeply feel the cruelty and intensity of this game.
“This match has gone beyond the scope of a tennis match. It is simply a battle of life and death.”
A senior spectator said with emotion. His eyes were solemn, as if he saw two soldiers fighting desperately on the battlefield, and every round was related to life and death. This game was not only a contest of ball skills, but also a showdown of will and faith.
In the rest area of ​​Rikkai University, the three giants had extremely complicated feelings.
Their eyes were fixed on Kirihara Akaya on the field, feeling proud of his tenacity but also worried about his injuries.
Their eyes were full of contradictions and pain, as if they were engaged in a fierce inner struggle.
They knew Kirihara Akaya’s character. Once he made a decision, he would never give up easily, but they couldn’t bear to see him continue to get hurt like this.
“Kirhara, stop fighting and give up!”
Genichirō Sanada couldn’t help but shout, his voice choking with sobs. He clenched his fists, the veins on the back of his hands bulged, and the pain and anxiety in his heart made his body tremble slightly.
He looked at the wounds on Kirihara Akaya’s body and felt very sorry for it. He really couldn’t bear to see his teammates continue to suffer like this.
“No, I will never give up! I want to win!”
Kirihara Akaya’s voice was full of determination and persistence; that voice seemed to penetrate the entire arena and reach everyone’s ears.
There was a burning fire in his eyes, which was the desire for victory and the persistence of his belief. His belief was like steel, and no matter how big the blow was, it could not be shaken.
The game continued, and Kirihara Akari had reached his limit.
His body was covered with wounds. Sweat and blood mixed together and dripped down his cheeks and arms onto the field, forming shocking bloodstains.
His steps became weak, and every step seemed to use up all his strength, but he still did not stop fighting.
Every time he hit the ball, he seemed to be burning up his last bit of strength, a strength that contained endless unwillingness and stubbornness.
After a fierce competition, the game finally came to an end.
Although Kirihara Akaya tried his best, he was still unable to withstand Caesar’s powerful strength.
His movements became slower and slower, his attacks became weaker and weaker, his body was shaky and he seemed to fall at any moment. There was a hint of despair in his eyes, but he was still struggling and refused to give up.
In the end, Caesar won the game with a score of 6:0.
Chapter 28: The Moment of Defeat: The Bloody Dusk of Rikkai University (Old Version)
On the hot tennis court, Kirihara Akaya’s body fell heavily, making a dull sound. His eyes were wide open, full of unwillingness and loss. The original youthful vigor seemed to be completely extinguished at this moment, leaving only endless darkness. His body was motionless, like a forgotten sculpture, and only the faint rise and fall of his chest proved that he still had a glimmer of life.
At this moment, Kirihara Akaya’s heart was like a raging sea, and the emotion of self-blame was like a surging tide that completely drowned him. He felt that it was because of his failure in the arena that Rikkai University lost the precious opportunity to advance. “Why… why am I so useless…” His lips trembled slightly, and he muttered to himself, with endless pain and despair in his voice, as if a wounded beast was wailing in a low voice. Tears burst out of his eyes uncontrollably, mixed with the dense sweat on his forehead, slowly slid down his cheeks, and finally dripped onto the cold and ruthless arena, leaving a small dark mark.
“The game is over, Nagoya Seito’s Kurasa wins!” The referee’s clear and loud voice spread through the loudspeakers of the stadium without reservation to every corner, instantly breaking the brief silence. This voice was like a heavy hammer, fiercely hitting the hearts of everyone in Rikkai University, making their hearts suddenly tug, as if they were tightly grasped by an invisible big hand.
Everyone at Rikkai University seemed to be under a spell, unable to move. Their faces were filled with shock, loss, and unwillingness, as if they had been struck by a bolt from the blue. They could not accept this cruel reality no matter what, everything seemed like a terrifying nightmare, a nightmare that they were deeply trapped in and could not wake up from.
Kirihara Akaya collapsed on the court, his eyes were as empty as a deep black hole, and his confused expression was beyond words. He was filled with self-blame and regret, feeling that he had completely failed his teammates’ unreserved trust and earnest expectations. In his mind, like a slide show, scenes from the game kept flashing, and those moments of failure were like hideous demons, tightly entwining him, making him miserable and unable to let go. “Why am I so useless…” He kept questioning himself over and over in his heart, his voice filled with endless pain and despair, as if it wanted to devour him.
The three giants of Rikkai University, Yukimura Seiichi, Sanada Genichirō, and Yanagi Renji, who have attracted much attention, are feeling as if they have fallen into an abyss, so heavy that it is suffocating. They stand quietly in place, staring blankly at the stadium, as if their souls are still trapped in this nightmare and have not yet awakened. Their eyes are filled with deep loss and confusion, as if they are a ship that has lost its direction in the vast ocean and can’t find the way forward.
They have always had unwavering confidence in their team, firmly believing that they can defeat any powerful opponent, overcome all obstacles and reach the pinnacle of victory. However, reality is like a cold blade, which has dealt them a heavy blow, causing them to fall into deep self-blame and regret, unable to extricate themselves.
“How could this happen…” Yukimura Seiichi’s voice trembled slightly, and his face, which was always confident and calm, as if he was always in control of everything, was now covered with a gloomy haze. As the captain of Rikkai University, he had always regarded leading the team to victory as his unshirkable responsibility, but this failure made him feel that he had completely failed to fulfill his captain’s duties and failed to lead the team to the victory they deserved. In his heart, regret and guilt intertwined, like a dense net, tightly binding him.
Genichirō Sanada clenched his fists so tightly that the veins on the back of his hands bulged out like twisted earthworms. His eyes burned with anger, as if he could burn everything around him in the next second: “Damn it! This Caesar is too arrogant! If it weren’t for the restrictions of the game rules, I really want to go up and fight him right now!” His body couldn’t help but tremble slightly because of anger, and the raging anger in his heart seemed to swallow him up. He was unwilling to lose the game like this. He was extremely eager to have the opportunity to seek revenge on Caesar and let Caesar and everyone else see the true strength of Rikkai University.
Yanagi Renji gently pushed his glasses, and his eyes behind the lenses revealed a deep sense of helplessness and unwillingness: “It’s useless to say these now. The game is over, we lost… Moreover, we are already in the third year of junior high school, there is no chance to try again…” His voice was full of powerlessness, as if all hope was completely shattered like bubbles at this moment. He knew very well how heavy a blow this failure meant to them. They were about to graduate, and this might be their last time to participate in the competition, but it ended in such a heartbreaking way, which made him feel extremely regretful and lost, as if a large piece of his heart was hollowed out.
On the other side, the moment the referee raised his right hand and announced in a loud voice, “The game is over, Nagoya Seito’s Kurasaki wins,” the entire stadium was like a ignited powder keg, boiling in an instant.
The audience of Nagoya Seitoku Junior High School was the first to burst into overwhelming cheers. The sound was so deafening that it seemed to overturn the entire sky. The cheerleaders stepped in unison to the deafening rhythm of the Taiko drums and waved the flags with the school emblem in their hands vigorously. From a distance, it looked like golden waves surging. Colored paper and light sticks flew freely in the air, interweaving into a colorful storm, and the entire audience became a sea of ​​joy.
In the stands, the neatly-dressed students of Star De spontaneously formed a human wave, shouting “Takahashi! Takahashi!” one after another. In the crowd, some people held up a sign with the words “Absolute King is Coming” written on it, the lights flashing and particularly eye-catching; others spread out the cheering banner with Caesar’s head portrait to the extreme, and the head portrait seemed to be in high spirits with the cheers.
The captain of the cheerleading team stood at the front, leading everyone in shouting out their own slogan. The passionate voices were filled with the ecstasy of victory, like surging waves, one after another, as if they were really going to overturn the dome of the stadium.
Afterwards, Caesar led the Nagoya Seitoku players and walked slowly past the Rikkai University crowd with a proud look on his face. His steps seemed particularly relaxed, as if this venue was his exclusive territory and a stage for him to show off. As for the Rikkai University players, he completely ignored them, as if they were just a group of insignificant passers-by.
Caesar’s face was filled with a look of smugness that was almost arrogant, an extreme arrogance in his own strength, and an undisguised contempt for his opponent. The corners of his mouth slightly raised, outlining a smile of extreme contempt, which was like a sharp arrow, shooting straight at the Rikkai University team members, as if mercilessly mocking their incompetence and weakness.
The members of Rikkai University were completely enraged by Caesar’s arrogant attitude. Their faces instantly turned red, like ripe tomatoes, and their fists were clenched tightly involuntarily, with their knuckles turning white due to the force. The flames of anger burned in their eyes, as if they wanted to burn Caesar to death.
However, even though the rage in their hearts was as violent as a volcanic eruption, they could not vent their anger immediately. At this moment, they could only watch Caesar and his team members walk away triumphantly. The feeling of powerlessness and humiliation was like a sting that deeply pierced their hearts.
“Hmph, you guys think you can compete with us for the championship? You are simply overestimating your abilities!” Caesar said with disdain, his tone full of sarcasm, as if Rikkai University was just a group of insignificant ants in his eyes.
Hearing Caesar’s arrogant words, Genichirō Sanada could no longer suppress the rage in his heart that was like a volcanic eruption. His eyes were red, and he rushed forward, reaching out to grab Caesar’s collar, wishing to teach Caesar a lesson immediately.
Yukimura Seiichi was quick to act and grabbed him: “Sanada, calm down! Acting impulsively now will only make things more difficult for us.” Yukimura Seiichi knew very well that acting impulsively at this moment would only put Rikkai University in a more unfavorable situation and make the opponent laugh at them.
Genichirō Sanada struggled hard, his body shaking violently with anger, but he was unable to break free under the strong resistance of Seiichi Yukimura. He could only glare at Caesar, his eyes wide open as if they were about to spit fire, and shouted loudly: “Don’t be too proud! We will avenge today sooner or later!” The roar was full of anger and determination, as if announcing to Caesar that Rikkai University would not just give up.
Caesar smiled contemptuously and met Sanada Genichirō’s angry gaze without fear: “I’m at your service anytime! But next time we meet, you will still lose miserably!” After saying that, he turned around with a big laugh and walked away with his teammates in a swagger. The arrogant laughter echoed in the air for a long time.
The members of Rikkai University looked at Caesar’s departing back, their hearts filled with anger and humiliation. It felt like there was a fire burning in their hearts, causing them unbearable pain.
They know that this failure will become a wound in their hearts that will never heal, reminding them of the shame this time. But at the same time, it will also become the most powerful motivation on their way forward, motivating them to keep working hard and keep surpassing themselves.
“We won’t give up just like that!” Yukimura Seiichi looked into the distance, his eyes rekindled with fighting spirit. His eyes were firm and blazing, as if they wanted to burn away all the difficulties.
“Although we lost this time, our dreams will not be shattered. We will keep this failure in mind, and after we go back, we must train harder. One day, we will let everyone know that Rikkai University’s strength is far more than this! Even after we graduate, Rikkai University’s tennis spirit will be passed on!” Yukimura Seiichi’s voice was firm and powerful, like a huge bell, echoing in the hearts of the team members.
The team members nodded vigorously, with a firm and bright light flashing in their eyes. That light was like stars shining in the darkness, full of hope and strength.
Even though they lost this game and their Big Three were about to graduate, they would never have the chance to pursue their long-cherished dream of winning three consecutive championships on the national stage, but the faith in their hearts did not waver in the slightest, but became even stronger.
They believe that as long as they hold on to their dreams and are willing to work hard and strive for them, one day, Rikkai University’s former glory will reappear and will be even more dazzling.
After the game, the players of Rikkai University quietly packed up their things, and everyone’s movements seemed a little slow, as if they were carrying a heavy burden. They dragged their heavy steps and left the stadium step by step, and their backs looked extremely lonely.
The afterglow of the setting sun casts long shadows on them, which move slowly on the ground, as if silently telling their deep loss and unwillingness at the moment. But behind this loss and unwillingness is their infinite expectation and unswerving faith in the future.
They know that new challenges are like an unknown journey that will soon be waiting for them ahead, and the story of Rikkai University is like an unfinished legend that is far from over…
Chapter 29: Fuji Shusuke’s Ghostly First Attack (Old Version)
At the national tournament finals, the highest and most shining stage in the Japanese tennis world, the atmosphere was so intense that it almost burned out everything around the stadium.
The bright sunlight poured down unreservedly like a golden waterfall, perfectly interweaving with the audience’s enthusiasm that surged like raging waves, making the entire air full of excitement that made people’s blood boil and their heartbeats accelerate rapidly.
Today, Seishun Gakuen and Nagoya Seitoku Junior High School, two powerful teams in the field of tennis, are about to have a peak showdown. This match is like a powerful magnet with super strong magnetic force, attracting countless eager eyes. Everyone is extremely excited and eagerly looking forward to witnessing this wonderful game that can be called a feast for the tennis world.
The stands were already packed with people, the crowds like a surging ocean. The audiences were talking to each other, the heated discussions like waves hitting the shore, one after another, continuous.
“This match is going to be really exciting! Look at how much trouble and difficulty the Youth Academy has gone through along the way to reach this crucial step. Their strength should not be underestimated!”
A middle-aged man with a body as strong as a hill, wearing a bright youth academy team uniform, waved the colorful flag in his hand excitedly and spoke in a loud and excited voice.
A young man beside him who was wearing exquisite glasses and looked gentle and refined nodded vigorously and agreed, “Of course, Nagoya Seitoku Junior High School is also no ordinary school! I heard that their captain, Kurasaki, is so powerful that just standing there can give people a sense of oppression that is like a mountain pressing down on their heads.”
Just when everyone was discussing heatedly and passionately, a figure suddenly appeared like a stone thrown into a calm lake, instantly breaking the original tranquility and attracting the attention of everyone in the audience.
Caesar was seen walking towards them with his head held high and chest puffed out, his eyes were like stars flashing cold light in the night sky, sharp and chilling, and his body naturally exuded a powerful aura that was very different from the past, like a ferocious beast that had been lurking for a long time, secretly spying on its prey, ready to strike at any time.
Just standing there quietly, people around him could feel a strong sense of oppression that was as real as a substance.
In fact, Caesar relied on his extraordinary comprehension ability to quickly and accurately understand the tennis rules of this world.
He raised his head slightly, snorted softly, and said to himself in a low voice with disdain written all over his face: “Humph, these so-called masters in their eyes are nothing more than weak and vulnerable ants in my eyes. The championship trophy of this national competition will definitely belong to Nagoya Seitoku Junior High School. The glory and fortune of the junior high school tennis world will all be gathered in this body that I control.”
Thinking of this, Caesar’s heart was like a raging fire, and his desire to fight became stronger. He secretly clenched his fists and vowed to let everyone present see his supreme strength, making them tremble in fear in front of his power.
At this time, the contestants of Seishun Academy were making final preparations in an orderly manner at the sidelines of the competition.
Some of them concentrated on stretching their muscles and carefully moving every joint, as if they wanted to adjust every cell in the body to the best condition; others closed their eyes quietly, adjusted their breathing steadily, trying to calm their hearts in order to cope with the upcoming intense competition. Everyone was silently building up their strength for this crucial game in their own unique way.
Fuji Shusuke, the talented player famous for his gentle and friendly smile and extraordinary tennis skills, was sitting quietly on a bench nearby.
His eyes were slightly closed, and his face was as calm as a deep pool without ripples, as if all the noise from the outside world could not disturb his inner peace. His teammates gathered around him, their eyes full of unwavering trust and enthusiastic encouragement, as if they were conveying endless strength to him through their eyes.
“Buji, this game is all counting on you!”
Kikumaru Eiji came to Fuji quickly, like an agile and nimble rabbit, and put his hands heavily on Fuji’s shoulders. His lively and cheerful energy seemed to want to inject all his vitality into Fuji’s body without reservation.
Fuji slowly opened his eyes, a gleam of incomparable determination flashed in his eyes, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing his signature gentle smile, and said softly and steadily:
“Don’t worry, everyone. I will do my best and will never let you down.”
That smile was like the warm and bright sunshine in spring, instantly dispelling the hidden worries in the teammates’ hearts and making them full of confidence in winning the upcoming game.
On the other side, in a room filled with various high-tech devices, which looked like a scene from a science fiction movie, Bulma was sitting in front of the computer, concentrating intently.
Her bright and intelligent eyes were fixed on the huge computer screen, which clearly displayed the real-time images of the game and the detailed data of the Galaga players. These data kept flashing and changing on the screen like jumping notes, as if telling of a fierce battle that was about to begin.
“Humph, Caesar is so determined to win. But it won’t be that easy. How can I lose to this guy?”
Bulma talked to herself as she stretched out her slender and flexible fingers, tapping and sliding expertly on the keyboard and console. Her skillful movements were like a general commanding thousands of troops, carefully formulating detailed and thorough tactics for her soldiers. Every instruction was accurate and correct, striving to enable Galaga to exert his strongest strength and show the most perfect performance on the field.
As time passes quietly, the singles match is finally about to begin like a grand drama.
The audience seemed to have a telepathic connection and fell silent one after another, casting their gazes towards the arena, their eyes filled with anticipation and enthusiasm, as if they were going to light up the entire arena.
“Fuji, come on! Fuji, you will win!”
The fans of Seishun Gakuen were waving their colorful flags in unison and shouting at the top of their lungs. The deafening cheers were like surging waves, one after another, echoing throughout the entire stadium. The sound was so loud that it seemed to overturn the entire sky.
Fuji Shusuke took a deep breath and slowly stood up. He held tightly in his hand the racket that had accompanied him through countless battles and witnessed countless glory and sweat. At this moment, this racket was like his most loyal and closest comrade-in-arms, who was in tune with him and would never leave him.
He walked towards the arena with steady and firm steps, step by step, calmly and unhurriedly. Every step he took was full of confidence and composure, as if the entire arena was under his control.
At this time, Galaga was standing on the field with full confidence and high spirits under the precise control of Bulma through the computer connection.
His posture was as tall and straight as a green pine or cypress, and his eyes revealed a powerful aura that no one else could do it better than him, as if he was declaring to everyone present: Victory in this game will definitely belong to me, and the championship trophy is already waving to me enthusiastically not far away.
When Fuji Shusuke and Galaga stood firmly on the field, the moment their eyes met in the air, the whole world seemed to be cast under a magical spell, frozen in an instant, and everything was silent.
The originally noisy and bustling arena was now so quiet that even the sound of a pin drop could be heard clearly. Everyone couldn’t help but hold their breath and stare at the two players who were about to start a life-and-death contest, fearing that they would miss any exciting moment.
A peak showdown that was destined to be thrilling and leave a brilliant mark in the history of tennis slowly began its mysterious and brilliant curtain.
As the referee’s clear and loud whistle like a huge bell sounded, the singles three competition officially kicked off.
Fuji Shusuke stood elegantly and leisurely in the serving area, his posture upright like an independent and graceful kendo master, about to swing the fatal sword that would break the stone and decide the outcome. He bent his knees slightly and squatted, his body center of gravity sinking steadily, like a towering mountain firmly rooted in the earth, silently accumulating endless power that seemed to be about to burst out.
His left hand gently held the tennis ball, and then he tossed it up leisurely. His movements were as gentle as a feather slowly falling. It seemed soft and powerless, without any threat, but in fact, there was an exquisite world hidden in this gentleness.
At the same time, his right hand tightly grasped the racket and slowly pulled it back. The racket and arm naturally outlined a smooth and graceful arc, like a piece of art carefully carved by a skilled craftsman, flawless.
His eyes were as sharp as a falcon locking onto its prey. He stared intently at the tennis ball in mid-air that seemed to be shining with light and was carrying the expectations of his teammates. At this moment, the whole world had gradually become blurred in his eyes. Only he and the tennis ball existed truly and clearly.
In a flash, Fuji’s wrist suddenly exerted force, and the speed was so fast that it was like a lightning that cut through the dark night sky, dazzling everyone and leaving them no time to react. The racket was like a black light and shadow, wrapped in an extremely fierce momentum and swung out rapidly. It seemed free and easy, effortless, but in fact every detail was hidden with an extremely sophisticated calculation.
The tennis ball and the racket collided violently, making a clear and pleasant sound like the sound of nature, just like the melodious bell echoing in an ancient temple in the early morning, lingering in the court for a long time.
The tennis ball was accompanied by a slight sound of wind and flew towards Galaga at an extremely fast speed like an arrow shot from a bow.
At first glance, there is nothing surprising about this serve. Neither the speed nor the power has reached the amazing top level. It is just like a gurgling stream flowing quietly and calmly in the mountains, seemingly calm on the surface.
However, at the moment when the tennis ball hit the ground and bounced back, something unexpected happened suddenly without any warning.
The tennis ball, which was originally flying along a normal trajectory, was suddenly accelerated without warning as if it was pushed by a mysterious and powerful unknown force. Its speed increased several times in an instant, just like a rocket rising from the ground and piercing the sky.
At the same time, the trajectory of the tennis ball was as strange and twisted as a winding snake, instantly deviating from a predictable straight line into an unpredictable and unpredictable curve.
The ball was like an illusory phantom, leaving a vague afterimage in the air, and flashed past Galaga’s eyes in a magical posture that was almost “disappearing”, so fast that people could hardly catch its trace.
The audience was stunned at first, their brains seemed to have gone into a state of shutdown, and they could not believe the sudden and unimaginable scene before them. Then, there was a deafening cry that resounded through the sky.
“What happened? Where did the ball go?” “What on earth just happened? How come the ball suddenly disappeared?”
The audience stood up involuntarily, stretched their necks, widened their eyes, and looked around anxiously for the missing tennis ball, with expressions of shock and confusion on their faces.
The members of Seishun Gakuen were so excited that their faces turned red and they shouted at the top of their lungs, “It’s the disappearing serve! Fuji used it again!”
The beauty of this “disappearing serve” lies in that it breaks the speed and trajectory rules followed by conventional tennis. It cleverly uses instantaneous acceleration and strange trajectory deviation to make the opponent feel as if they have fallen into a five-mile fog at the moment of receiving the ball. They are unable to accurately capture the trace of the tennis ball, and are forced into the difficult dilemma of passive defense in panic and confusion.
The audience was so excited that they seemed to be on fire. They stood up impatiently, stretched their necks, and stared with their eyes as round as bells, expecting to see Galaga unable to catch the ball and looking embarrassed and helpless.
Their faces were filled with anticipation and excitement, as if they had already seen in advance that the balance of victory was slowly tilting towards Seishun Academy, and the dawn of victory was just around the corner.
Chapter 30: The Peak Collision of Technology and Tennis Art (Old Version)
However, under Bulma’s control, Galagar suppressed his nature and stood there calmly like a veteran who had been through many battles, without any panic.
The corners of his mouth lifted slightly, revealing a confident smile. That smile carried a sense of calmness and composure as if he was in control of everything, as if everything in the world was under his control.
Just when the tennis ball was about to fly in front of him, he took a step forward calmly, his steps steady and powerful, as if leaving a solid mark on the ground.
He gently raised the racket in his hand. The action seemed casual, but in fact he had already accurately predicted the strange trajectory of the ball. His eyes were firm and sharp, like two sharp swords, tightly locking onto the seemingly disappearing tennis ball, as if they could penetrate all the fog and hit its essence.
Then, Galaga turned his wrist gently, the movement was light and flexible, as if he was playing a beautiful piece of music.
The racket hit the tennis ball with perfect precision, like hitting the bull’s eye. His movements seemed casual and effortless, but they contained great power and extreme precision.
Under his strike, the tennis ball changed direction like a tamed beast, passing through the net at a very fast speed, heading straight for Fuji Shusuke. This time the ball was extremely fast, with a whirring sound, it passed through the court like a flash of lightning, leaving a visible airflow trail in the air.
The signature gentle smile on Fuji Shusuke’s face froze instantly, his pupils shrank slightly, and a hint of barely perceptible surprise flashed in his eyes. He obviously didn’t expect that Galaga could so easily break his “disappearing serve”, which was one of his special skills.
His body reacted instinctively, trying to return the ball quickly, but Galaga’s return speed was so fast that his body movement was ultimately a step slower.
The tennis ball brushed past the edge of Fuji’s racket and landed on the court behind him with a hint of irony.
There was a sudden silence in the stands. Everyone was stunned by this scene. They seemed to be under a spell. Their mouths were open and their eyes were wide. They couldn’t believe their eyes.
Time seemed to stand still at this moment. The entire stadium was silent. Only the breeze blew gently, blowing the flags in the hands of the audience, making a rustling sound.
After a while, the audience woke up from their dream and reacted, exclaiming and discussing one after another.
“How is this possible! He actually broke the disappearing serve so easily!” The players of Seishun Academy widened their eyes, their faces full of disbelief.
Kikumaru Eiji jumped up even more exaggeratedly, covering his mouth with his hands, his eyes wide open like bells, as if he had seen some incredible monster.
“What is the origin of this Galaga? It’s incredible!” said an audience member in surprise, with shock and confusion written all over his face, as if he was exploring a mysterious mystery.
“Yes, it seems that this game is much more exciting than we imagined!” another spectator echoed, his eyes full of anticipation for the next game, as if he was expecting a more thrilling visual feast.
Under Bulma’s precise control through the computer, Galaga quickly took the initiative in the game with his strong basic skills and the tennis routes analyzed in advance by the computer.
In the next few balls, Galaga was like a skilled dancer, easily resolving Fuji Shusuke’s fierce attack and continuously launching fierce counterattacks.
Each of his shots was full of power and skill, as if he was presenting an artistic performance of tennis to the world.
Although Fuji Shusuke tried his best to fight back and his clothes were soaked with sweat, he was still gradually trapped in a passive defensive situation under Galaga’s overwhelming attack, and every time he received the ball, he seemed a little struggling.
Soon, Galaga won the first game with his outstanding performance.
“Damn it!” Fuji Shusuke gritted his teeth and vowed to turn the situation around. He wiped the sweat off his forehead with his arm, his eyes revealing a firm determination, as if announcing to Galaga: This is just the beginning, the real battle is still to come.
As the first game came to an end, the entire arena was filled with a tense and exciting atmosphere.
The audience in the stands were whispering to each other, discussing how Galaga had just easily broken Fuji Shusuke’s “disappearing serve”. Their eyes were full of anticipation for the next game, and they all wanted to know what kind of exciting duel would happen next.
The second game started with everyone’s eager anticipation. Fuji Shusuke stood on the court, the breeze blowing gently, his hair, which was stuck to his cheeks by sweat, fluttering slightly.
At this moment, he looked calm, but his eyes revealed firmness and determination. Facing the upcoming game, he decided to take the initiative and launch a fierce attack on Galaga.
Galaga stood opposite, his eyes cold and emotionless, staring at Fuji Shusuke. His serve was extremely oppressive, he threw the tennis ball high up, his body was like a fully drawn bow, it shot out instantly, the racket swung out with a whirring sound, the tennis ball was like a cannonball, it hit Fuji Shusuke’s court with a tricky angle and amazing power.
Facing this fierce serve, Fuji Shusuke quickly turned sideways, bent his knees and lowered his shoulders, concentrating all his strength on his right arm. His eyes were fixed on the flying tennis ball, and his focused expression seemed as if everything around him no longer existed.
The racket swung, creating a gust of wind, and cut into the tennis ball at an extremely clever angle and force. This seemingly random shot actually contained the exquisiteness of “Phoenix Returning to the Nest”, one of the evolved versions of the triple return shot.
The tennis ball brushed past the net, making a slight rustling sound. After landing, it did not bounce high like a normal return ball, but instead stuck to the ground strangely, like a phoenix flying close to the ground, with an elusive spin, sliding towards Galaga’s blind spot at an extremely fast speed.
The stands were boiling with excitement, and the audience stood up one after another, staring at the fast-moving tennis ball with eyes wide open. The shouts and exclamations intertwined together, as if to overturn the entire stadium.
“What a great move! How is Galaga going to respond now?”
A young spectator waved the flag in his hand excitedly and shouted loudly.
“This ball is too tricky, it’s impossible to predict!” An old man nearby couldn’t help but sigh.
The members of Seigakuen were so excited that their faces turned red. They shouted at the top of their lungs to cheer for Fuji Shusuke. Their voices were full of power, as if to inject endless energy into Fuji Shusuke.
However, Galaga was not panicked at all. Under the precise control instructions of Bulma’s computer, he seemed to know the trajectory of the ball in advance. He took a leisurely step with his left foot, lowered his body slightly, and held the racket firmly with his right hand, forming a perfect batting posture.
His eyes were firm and sharp, locked onto the tennis ball sliding along the ground, as if he could see through all the fog. Just as the tennis ball was about to reach the ground, Galaga exerted force on his wrist, and the racket pierced through the air like a black lightning, accurately hitting the bottom of the tennis ball.
This counterattack was a stroke of genius. Galaga hit the tennis ball back at a faster speed and at a tricky angle, like a cannonball fired from a gun, with a sharp whistling sound, heading straight for the center of the court where Fuji Shusuke was.
The ball was too fast and the angle was too tricky. Even though Fuji Shusuke reacted quickly, he could only watch the tennis ball fall to the ground and bounce back in his own court.
The whole stadium was in an uproar, and the audience was stunned by this wonderful transition between offense and defense.
“He actually cracked the Phoenix Returns to the Nest so easily and fought back so beautifully!” A girl wearing glasses covered her mouth in surprise.
“What kind of monster is this Galaga? It’s so powerful!” said a little boy in shock.
The smiles on the faces of the members of Seishun Academy froze instantly, replaced by shock and worry.
Fuji Shusuke looked at the tennis ball flying by, narrowed his eyes slightly, but still had a faint smile on his lips, thinking to himself: “It seems that this game is much more difficult than I imagined, but I will never give up easily.”
Then, Galaga served again. He jumped high, his muscles tensed, and shouted loudly. He swung the racket in his hand like a sharp blade, and the tennis ball was wrapped in a whirring sound, like a cannonball, and flew straight into Fuji Shusuke’s half of the court. This powerful smash was incredibly fast and powerful, with a winning momentum, as if it was going to penetrate the entire court.
But Fuji Shusuke was not flustered at all, his eyes were focused, and there was even a faint smile on the corner of his mouth. At the moment when the tennis ball was about to land, he quickly turned sideways, lowered his body, and pulled the racket in his hand along with the momentum, using the centrifugal force of the racket to cleverly lift Galaga’s powerful smash high.
The tennis ball seemed to be given new life, flying high into the sky with a graceful arc.
“Look, it’s Qilin falling to the ground!”
There was a burst of exclamations from the audience, the members of Seigakuen jumped up excitedly, and Kikumaru Eiji shouted excitedly: “Well done, Fuji!”
The tennis ball continued to rise in the air, passed over Galaga’s head, and flew towards the baseline. This move of Qilin falling to the ground perfectly combined defense and counterattack, cleverly transformed Galaga’s offensive power, and instantly reversed the seemingly losing situation.
However, Galaga was not panicked at all. Under the precise instructions from Bulma through the computer, he calmly judged the trajectory of the tennis ball. He moved quickly, as agile as a cheetah, and quickly retreated to the baseline.
His eyes were fixed on the tennis ball flying in the air, and his focused expression seemed to be able to calculate every landing point of the tennis ball. When the tennis ball was about to land, Galaga jumped high, holding the racket high in his hand, and his body formed a full bow in the air.