Just as Vegeta was about to fall into the sea, he unleashed his power once more. But then his aura suddenly vanished, and he dropped into the sea. No one could figure out what Vegeta was thinking.
Vegeta climbed ashore. Cell looked at him in such a sorry state and said, "Weren't you just saying that the gap between us was too great, and that fighting me was pointless? I'm giving you your own words back now!"
How could he be willing to accept this? Suddenly, Trunks's aura rose another level, and his muscles began to swell dramatically.
Krillin looked at him. "What are you waiting for, Trunks? If you don't hurry, Vegeta's going to die. And once he's dead, he won't have any dignity left!"
But Trunks had been thinking the same thing. He was still waiting—waiting for the right moment. I'll strike after Dad loses consciousness. That way, he won't realize that I've already surpassed him.
Krilin was extremely anxious, but there was nothing he could do. He couldn't understand Trunks's thoughts or feelings. "Mr. Krilin, self-respect is indispensable to Dad. Without his self-respect, he wouldn't be Dad anymore."
"Self-respect makes Dad stronger, but it also makes him lonelier. Still, that must be exactly what attracted Mom to him! I also..." Krillin seemed to understand what Trunks meant now, so he stopped trying to interfere.
"I just hope he doesn't get killed before he loses consciousness!" Cell looked at Vegeta's pitiful state. "You're trash, Vegeta. I'm sorry, but the warm-up is over!"
Vegeta was utterly unwilling to accept defeat. "Before we say goodbye, I have to thank you. Without the help of an idiot like you, I probably couldn't have achieved Perfect Form." What Vegeta meant by Perfect Form was that he wanted to challenge someone stronger.
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