South City, Earth.
A gigantic arena had been built on the largest island.
Besides Cell standing in the arena, there were several others nearby.
A reporter held a microphone and said, "Hello, everyone. This is where Cell is located. We can see Cell right up ahead."
"The seven days Cell set for the arena have elapsed. At present, only a few contestants have arrived. They are the world martial arts champion, Mr. Satan!!!"
"And his disciples!"
"Let's interview Mr. Satan and hear what he thinks of Cell!"
The microphone was held to Satan's mouth. Satan smiled disdainfully. "I've already seen through Cell's tricks. I'll be the one to defeat him shortly!"
The people of Earth watching in front of their televisions cheered at those words.
Only a small number shook their heads with cold smiles. Satan was truly stupid. Could that earth-shattering explosion really have been a magic trick?
If he had such an incredible trick, why had no one ever seen him use it?
The reporter did not know what the viewers were thinking. Suddenly, he saw a figure flying over from the sky. It was Vegeta.
"M-Mr. Satan, someone's flying over!"
Satan's breathing tightened, but he quickly returned to normal and said calmly, "Just a trick!"
His disciples nodded. "It really is a trick!"
The reporter scratched the back of his head. Was that a trick?
It didn't seem like one!
Several more figures soon flew over.
Satan's eyelids twitched, but he continued calmly, "Just a trick!"
Vegeta glanced back at everyone.
"Hmph, I'll be the one to kill Cell!"
Vegeta swiftly descended into the arena.
Cell opened his eyes and smiled faintly. "Vegeta, have you finished your training?"
Vegeta said coldly, "Cell, prepare to die!"
"Hahaha, you said the same thing to me before. And what