Trunks Battles Cell

Cell's plan was quite simple.

He intended to exploit the Saiyans' arrogance, hubris, and combative nature to carve out a sliver of hope for survival.

Cell possessed Saiyan genes within his own body, so he had a firm grasp on the intricacies of the Saiyan personality.

As long as he claimed he could become even stronger, he was certain he could ignite the Saiyans' love for battle.

Although judging by Trunks' tone just moments ago, Android 17 and Android 18 seemed to have already been eliminated.

However, as long as there was a glimmer of hope, he could figure out a way to deal with the rest later.

"Heh? Do you take me for an idiot?"

Trunks sneered, his eyes filled with killing intent.

This Monster's strength was already not to be underestimated; if he were allowed to improve for any longer, Trunks would no longer be his match.

If that happened, wouldn't the peace that humanity had finally looked forward to go down the drain?

Thinking of this, Trunks did not hold back. Instead, his attacks became increasingly fierce, and his energy grew ever more potent.

Today, he had to nip this Monster in the bud.

"What is going on?!"

Cell struggled to parry Trunks' blows.

When he sensed that Trunks' ki had risen even further, he cursed inwardly.

"Isn't it said that Saiyans are a warrior race?"

"Isn't it said that Saiyans are combative by nature? That the stronger the opponent, the more excited they get?"

"I'm so weak right now, so why is this bastard getting more and more fired up the longer we fight?!"

Cell's assessment was not wrong.

Saiyans were indeed born with a combative nature; there was no doubt about that.

Unfortunately, he had run into the only Saiyan in Dragon Ball who didn't mess around: Trunks!

Having experienced so much, Trunks' personality had long since diverged from that of the average Saiyan.

The arrogance and hubris inherent in his genes had long been smoothed away by the harsh realities of life.

"Squelch!"

The sound of a sharp blade slicing through skin rang out.

"Ah!"

Accompanied by a miserable scream from Cell, Trunks's sword carved another chunk of flesh from Cell's ribs.

Purple blood dripped onto the ground, pattering down to bloom into little flowers of gore.

Enduring the pain, Cell scrambled back five or six steps in a hurry.

Only then did he temporarily escape Trunks's attack range. If the fight continued like this, he would truly lose his life here...

Ji Yun, standing nearby, had been keeping a close eye on the battle.

"Tsk tsk, Trunks really doesn't hold back..."

"But, I like this personality!"

Ji Yun smiled, his eyes filled with praise as he watched Trunks.

If he had to name his favorite character in Dragon Ball, Trunks would certainly be one of them.

The reason was simple: he liked that Trunks didn't mess around and possessed a decisive, ruthless nature.

Goku was too kind-hearted, and his brain didn't always work right.

Vegeta was arrogant and unrestrained, filled with conceit.

Given their personalities, if not for the boost of main character plot armor, they would have died thousands of times over, and there would be no story left to tell.

On the other side, on the battlefield.

Cold sweat poured down Cell's forehead, and he gasped for air.

"Trunks, I have no grudge against you, and I haven't done anything evil! Why must you insist on making things difficult for me!"

Driven to a dead end, Cell shouted his question at Trunks.

Cell knew that Trunks still had half-Earthling blood in his veins.

Earthlings were inherently kind; if he could just argue his case with logic, perhaps he could convince Trunks to let him go.

"Heh, haven't done anything evil?"

"By the time you've actually done something evil, it'll be too late!"

"In that case, I'll just have to ask you to Go to hell! before you can do anything evil!"

Trunks smiled coldly.

He had had enough of his past life.

He didn't believe for a second that Dr. Gero had created such a Monster for the benefit of all mankind.

Ji Yun nodded in satisfaction upon hearing Trunks' reply.

He hadn't interfered with the matter regarding Cell because he wanted to see how Trunks would handle it.

The result did not disappoint Ji Yun; he truly lived up to being his favorite character.

Of course, those things were secondary. The main issue was that the damn system hadn't issued a single mission.

He might as well stand to the side, watch the battle, and enjoy someone else's performance.

"Damn it... am I really finished?"

Cell groaned in frustration, his hands clenching tightly of their own accord.

He still had grand ambitions of conquering the Earth and the universe that he hadn't even begun to realize.

How could he just die like this?

He was unwilling to accept it, and he began to roar impotently in his heart!

"Cell, just accept your fate. If you want to blame someone, blame Dr. Gero for creating you!"

Trunks said with an indifferent gaze.

At the same time, he pointed his sword at Cell and mobilized all the energy in his body.

He intended to finish off this Monster once and for all with the next strike.

Cell felt the chilling gaze of Trunks.

His heart couldn't help but tremble.

Because he, too, felt that in the next round, he would undoubtedly die!

Suddenly, Cell remembered that there was another young man accompanying Trunks.

Cell scanned Ji Yun with his peripheral vision.

He had absolutely no memory of that face.

The energy on his body was also extremely faint; he figured he was just an ordinary Earthling powerhouse.

"Trunks, traveling with this person, you must be very close friends."

"If..."

A flicker passed through Cell's eyes, as if he had thought of a brilliant plan to escape.

"Cell, Go to hell!"

Trunks let out a loud shout, his figure exploding forward, his sword blade aimed directly at Cell's head.

Seeing Trunks's attack, Cell dared not be slow.

Using every ounce of strength he had, he rushed desperately toward Mr. Ji Yun.

"Swish!"

Although Cell's speed was also very fast, his tail was still sliced off by Trunks in one stroke.

The severed tail flopped on the ground a couple of times before going still!

Trunks missed his mark and felt a bit dissatisfied.

When he saw Cell rushing toward Mr. Ji Yun, he was stunned for a moment. He... what is he trying to do?!

In an instant, Cell had circled behind Mr. Ji Yun.

His sharp claws hovered directly over Mr. Ji Yun's head.

They could fall at any moment, cracking Mr. Ji Yun's skull open.

"Trunks, if you don't want him to die, let me go."

"I guarantee I won't harm him in the slightest!"

A smile of triumph curled the corners of Cell's mouth.

He was already calculating that if he managed to escape, he would quickly go into hiding.

When the time was ripe, he would return to take revenge for today.

Trunks watched everything happening before him, looking at Cell as if he were an idiot.

Using Mr. Ji Yun as a hostage—how was this Cell's brain wired?

Although Mr. Ji Yun was being held captive, he felt no ripples in his heart; he even felt like laughing.

So that's why Cell was eyeing me earlier; that was his plan all along.

Fine then. Since it's come to this, let me send him on his way. It would be a waste for him to have walked this earth for nothing.