The two of them were very happy.

"Is that so? I'm really sorry, haha."

Son Gohan's eyes cleared up instantly, and he scratched his hair subconsciously with his right hand.

"Yeah!" Cell folded his hands and nodded slightly, indicating that he didn't care about it at all.

"I'm so sorry! Thank you again!" Son Gohan bowed politely, including Son Goku.

Seeing this, Piccolo also let go of his hands, but he was a little entangled, just bent down slightly and gestured.

"Nothing! Reviving you is just a wish of Trunks. I just want to help Trunks. Don't think too much."

Cell smiled and said slowly.

"Trunks? He must be living well now!" Son Gohan was stunned for a moment, then reacted, with a bright smile on his face and a twinkle in his eyes, as if reminiscing.

"Of course! By the way, your left hand is the gift he left for you." Cell nodded and said.

"Huh? If you hadn't told me, I wouldn't have noticed that my left hand has grown, and there is a tail?"

Son Gohan looked left and right in confusion, and even Son Goku became curious.

"Ah! Gohan, my tail has grown too, look."

Son Goku raised his butt and pointed it at Son Gohan's face.

"Father, this is too rude!" Son Gohan pretended to be angry and said.

"Ah! Sorry, sorry! Haha" Son Goku scratched his head, and then seemed to feel something, his face suddenly became unusually serious.

"This is..."

Son Goku's eyes became sharp, his eyebrows knitted, and his right hand subconsciously formed a sword finger and placed it on his forehead to sense it.

"Vegeta and another with a similar aura!"

Sun Wukong spoke lightly, looked at Cell and smiled, "Mr. Cell, next time you come to Baozi Mountain, I will definitely treat you to delicious food. Chi-Chi's cooking skills are very good. Now I have something to do."

Before Cell could speak.

After speaking, his figure disappeared instantly and appeared in the distance.

"Mr. Cell..." Son Gohan was about to speak.

"It's okay! Go and do whatever you want! You don't have to stay with me." Cell spoke slowly and waved his hand.

"Then do as my father said, you must come to Baozi Mountain next time." Son Gohan smiled.

"Okay!" Cell nodded and said.

"Then Uncle Krillin, Uncle Piccolo, let's go and find my father!" Son Gohan said in a firm voice.

"Okay!"

Speaking of Son Gohan, Piccolo, and Krillin, the three flew away at the same time, heading into the distance.

After a while, when they left, Cell suddenly looked up at the sky and slowly said, "Does the highest god in the universe like to hide in the dark and peek?"

.............

On a desolate island, a place where no one lives, Vegeta and Trunks were facing each other.

"Trunks! I am shocked that you can reach this level, but there is still a gap between us. Come on! Use all your strength and don't hold back."

Vegeta's mouth was grinning. Since he saw Trunks transform into the Super Saiyan 2 that he had worked so hard to practice, his mouth has never closed.

His son's potential is far beyond his imagination, and he is probably right behind him.

"Okay!" Trunks shouted, his body sank slightly, and he was ready to fight.

In just a moment, Vegeta took the lead in attacking, and his right foot stepped on the ground and rushed towards Trunks quickly.

"Ha!"

Vegeta shouted violently, and stretched out his hands slightly to test Trunks.

"Bang!"

Trunks grabbed Vegeta's hands. The two men held their hands tightly with their fingers interlocked, and each of them burst out with powerful strength.

"Ahhh!"

With a bang, the ground where the two men were fighting suddenly sank, forming a semicircular shape, which was still expanding. The surrounding ground directly cracked, and dense cracks spread in all directions.

Vegeta used all his strength to burst out his whole body aura. The golden flame on his body soared into the sky. During the golden arc, the electric light kept flashing and the explosion sounded.

On the other hand, Trunks' hair turned into golden light, and there was no trace of aura on his body. He could only feel a powerful momentum, a momentum that was sharp and powerful.

"Ahhh! Trunks, you have reached this point!"

Vegeta's face was flushed, and veins on his forehead were bulging. He was struggling.

It was difficult to say.

"To become stronger! I have not neglected training in these years! Get up!!"

Trunks shouted, his eyes flashing with golden light, and his arm muscles suddenly expanded. He threw Vegeta up and smashed him to the ground.

"Bang!"

There was a loud roar, and cracks appeared on the ground. The ground closer to the sea surface collapsed and fell.

"Puff!"

Vegeta looked incredulous, and his face hit the ground.

"Huff, huh, huh~"

Trunks retreated violently, pulled away, and gasped.

After thinking about it, he pulled out the long sword behind him. After all, his father said, go all out! !

"Boom!"

A breath burst out, and the wind of the breath swept the surrounding ground and collapsed continuously. Stones of different sizes kept floating up, and then turned into powder.

"I actually... I actually..." Vegeta's eyes were bloodshot, and a trace of steam emanated from his body. It seemed that his anger at himself for not being as good as his son had broken through his limit and reached a critical state.

"Bang!" Vegeta ran away instantly, stomping hard on the ground and rushing towards Trunks.

His right fist was wrapped in a layer of golden flames, and it slammed into Trunks with a whistling fist wind.

"So fast!"

Trunks' eyes became solemn, and circles of white air waves slowly flowed around him. A shocking and sharp sword sounded. At this moment, Trunks was like a sharp sword that was indomitable, and the sword was ready!

Trunks looked at the right fist that was getting closer and closer, and handed the long sword fiercely.

"Bang!"

The two suddenly collided, and the surrounding ground seemed to be unable to withstand it and exploded directly, and the auras of the two fighting collided with each other.

Forming shock waves that attacked the distance.

"Buzz!"

A white light suddenly appeared on the long sword, and Vegeta was shocked when he saw it.

"Bang!"

A sword light whistled out from the long sword, and the white light turned into a sharp light blade when it formed, instantly breaking the golden flame wrapped in Vegeta's right fist, but he reacted in time and only scratched a blood mark.

Vegeta retreated violently and jumped back.

"This..."

Vegeta lowered his head and looked at his right fist. The white glove on it had been scratched, and a little blood flowed out of a scratch that was neither deep nor shallow.

"Trunks, have you reached this point?"

Vegeta murmured silently, staring at his hand in a daze.

He knew that the next move would probably be the one that would decide the outcome.

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