Pick Up All.
Son Gohan thought to himself.
The attributes on the ground, like tadpole script, eagerly rushed into his body.
His Battle Power kept rising.
Special Beam Cannon and Multi-Form Technique had appeared in his combat skill list.
If he used Multi-Form Technique to fight, then the system's Pick Up Battle Power attribute would work perfectly.
Gulp!
Son Gohan couldn't help swallowing.
Four identical Super Saiyans—just imagining it was awesome.
Gurgle, gurgle, gurgle!
A sound rang out. Cell, who had been chopped into several pieces, had actually revived.
The four pieces also merged back together.
"Th-this is Piccolo's cells. Piccolo's bloodline has the ability to regenerate."
Trunks saw Cell, who had been chopped into several pieces, come back at full strength.
He was a little surprised, but quickly understood.
They were Piccolo's cells.
"Trunks, this fight isn't fair at all."
"Why don't you let me go? Once I've reached my mature form, we can have a proper match."
Cell stood up from the ground.
His eyes darted around, and he quickly came up with a good plan.
He had Saiyan cells in his body.
He wanted to use the Saiyans' combative and arrogant nature to persuade Trunks to let him go.
Then, after absorbing Android 17 and Android 18 and reaching his mature form, he could come back and reclaim his pride.
"Let you go? Do you really think I'm stupid?"
"Wait until you reach your mature form?"
"Keep dreaming."
"You'll never get your wish in this lifetime."
"Hahaha!"
"I'll let you in on a secret. I've already destroyed Android 17 and Android 18."
"They've become specks of dust in the universe."
"Hahahaha!"
Trunks hovered in the air, looking down at Cell as if he were an idiot.
Did you really think I was as stupid as you?
Let