Dragon Ball: Rebirth of the Saiyan Fortes

Cell slowly opened his eyes. Ten days had passed, and it was time for him to have fun.

"Aren't you coming yet? It seems that they underestimate my strength." Cell frowned slightly. He didn't feel a trace of tyrannical energy, and couldn't help laughing.

"Oh? Here it comes." Suddenly, several breaths soared into the sky and flew towards Cell.

"Huh? No, this breath is... where do so many Saiyans come from?" Cell just closed his eyes and began to adjust his state, and suddenly felt many obvious breaths of Saiyans.

"No problem, this world is strange." Cell felt the powerful power in his body, but he didn't panic. He was slightly shocked for a moment and ignored it.

"Mr. Satan, are we really going to go?" A host looked at Satan in front of him, and looked at Cell with his peripheral vision. Because of the great martial arts on the earth, he could also clearly feel the oppression brought by Cell.

Satan's legs kept shaking, his lips moved slightly, looking at the host in front of him and the eyes of the disciples behind him, gritted his teeth and said: "Come on, follow me, you can personally feel the power of me, Satan."

Satan forced himself to walk forward.

The others looked at Satan who had taken the lead, and they also looked at each other, followed Satan with their legs swinging.

"Audience, we... are now at the martial arts conference held by Cell, and the one walking in front is Mr. Satan." The host's professional ethics was perfect, and even though he felt endless oppression, he still forced himself to start the live broadcast.

"Where did the clown come from?" Cell felt several faint breaths approaching and frowned slightly.

"Live broadcast? Then let the people on Earth see how the Earth will be destroyed." Cell found out who was coming, and he no longer cared.

Swish! Swish! Swish!

Several figures passed through the sky, standing on a mountain not far away.

"Son Goku, you are finally here." Cell finally opened his eyes again and stood up slowly.

"Hey, Cell, I've been waiting for a long time." Son Goku was slightly stunned and waved his hand gently at Cell.

Suddenly, a shadow appeared in the air and quickly landed behind Son Goku and others.

"Meet Prince Kakarot and Prince Vegeta." Many Saiyans behind them saluted slightly to Son Goku and Vegeta.

"Well, get up." Vegeta nodded gently.

"It's incredible that there are so many Saiyans, so let's all stay." Cell's mouth corners slightly raised.

"Trunks, go and teach him a lesson." Vegeta frowned slightly and patted Trunks' shoulder gently.

"Okay, father." Trunks nodded immediately and appeared on the ring in an instant.

Cell's pupils shrank slightly. He actually felt a little pressure from Vegeta's son.

"Those people... are all powerful martial artists. That one is Mr. Son Goku! And Mr. Tien Shinhan and Mr. Krillin." Satan and others not far away all looked at Son Goku and others with wide eyes and excitedly.

"Don't hold back, just defeat him directly." Vegeta said lightly.

Trunks clenched his fists, suddenly burst out his breath, and transformed into a Super Saiyan.

Cell couldn't help but shed a drop of cold sweat when he looked at the calm Trunks in front of him.

Bang!

The ring was broken in an instant, Trunks appeared where Cell was standing, and Cell was directly knocked to the ground.

"Cough! Cough! It seems that I underestimated you." Cell slowly flew up, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with one hand, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.

Trunks didn't say anything, but disappeared in an instant, appeared under Cell, and threw a punch, and Cell's body couldn't help flying upwards.

Trunks took advantage of the victory and came to Cell again, clasping his hands and smashing at Cell.

After countless moves, Trunks finally stopped, and Cell fell to the ground with a weak breath.

"No... It shouldn't be like this..." Cell coughed up blood from the corner of his mouth and his eyes were dull.

"Tsk, is this the only level?" Vegeta and others not far away clasped their hands on their chests and commented mercilessly.

Tien Shinhan, Krillin and others smiled bitterly and shook their heads. Cell was really not weak. If they fought, they would have to fight to the death anyway, and the outcome was not guaranteed.

"Okay, Trunks, come back, let the tribesmen go up and get familiar with it." Vegeta said.

Trunks also had an intuitive feeling of his own strength and breathed a long sigh of relief. After all, his previous opponent had always been Fords, and he really had no confidence at all.

"Who will go first?" Vegeta looked at the many tribesmen behind him and smiled lightly.Asked in a loud voice.