With the Blonde Referee's announcement, the victor of the finals of the 23rd World Martial Arts Tournament was revealed.
Talot had become this tournament's Champion, fulfilling a dream he had once held in his previous life.
Thunderous applause erupted from the stands. Such an incredible battle had overturned countless people's worldviews, making them realize just how terrifyingly powerful Martial Artists could be.
And it was at that moment.
In an unnoticed corner, a tall figure draped in a black robe stood silently.
The battles he had witnessed one after another had shocked him so deeply that he could barely calm himself.
More precisely, he was not human, but an ugly monster.
Having learned that the 23rd World Martial Arts Tournament was being held, he had come here to see how strong the Son Goku and others he knew had become.
He was not from this time and space either. He was Cell from the Future Timeline.
Originally, he was supposed to arrive five or six years later. But the Time Machine had gone off course, and after encountering a Time Storm, he had been brought to this timeline.
"W-What is going on?! Why is this past world completely different from what I know?!" Cell's expression was a vivid mix of fear, panic, and disbelief...
Since the tournament began, he had been concealing his aura here.
His original plan had been to take advantage of this opportunity to devour every Martial Artist present and increase his strength.
But now, he was utterly dumbfounded.
Setting aside the fact that Vegeta, Nappa, and Raditz were all on Earth at this point in time, they had even participated in the World Martial Arts Tournament?
Shouldn't they still have been working under Frieza? Weren't they supposed to arrive on Earth five or six years