Cell Escapes Again

Facing Cell, Krillin had no power to fight back.

He could only barely dodge Cell's attacks.

Krillin watched Cell, feeling deeply unwilling to give up.

But there was nothing he could do. His strength was far too far below Cell's, and there was no way he could win.

Cell looked at Krillin with amusement.

They'd been playing around long enough. It was time to end this. Absorbing the life energy of this little bald guy should make him quite a bit stronger.

Cell curled his lips into a wicked grin and shot toward Krillin at top speed.

However, what greeted him wasn't Krillin's life energy, but a bald head.

A bald head so shiny it could blind anyone who looked at it.

"Solar Flare!"

Just like Cell when he escaped, Krillin chose to use the Solar Flare too.

A brilliant flash of light illuminated heaven and earth in an instant.

Cell, facing the light head-on, felt as though his eyes were about to go blind.

By the time he opened his eyes again, Krillin had already disappeared.

However...

Cell looked up at the sky. A plane was flying away from the area.

Unfortunately, it was moving a little too slowly.

Underneath the plane, Krillin suppressed his energy and clung to a steel pipe. He let out a long sigh of relief.

Just as he thought he had managed to escape,

he suddenly realized he couldn't see Cell on the ground anymore.

Krillin immediately went on alert.

"Where is he? Where did he go?"

Krillin anxiously scanned his surroundings.

Suddenly—

"Bang!"

"Ah!!!"

A loud crash came from overhead, followed by two panicked screams.

Krillin hurriedly released his energy and flew to the top of the plane.

Sure enough, it was Cell.

He was prodding the plane with his tail.

In his desperation, Krillin didn't have time to think. He flew over as fast as he could and rammed Cell away.

The two stood facing each other on the plane's wing.

The biting wind stung Krillin's face.

A murderous aura filled the air around them.

Krillin focused all his attention.

Cell looked at Krillin, who was braced for battle, and sneered.

The needle-like tip of his tail glinted coldly.

Whoosh!

Cell's tail shot toward Krillin at lightning speed, like a venomous snake lunging at its prey.

The attack was too fast.

Even though Krillin had been on guard, he barely managed to dodge it.

But Cell gave Krillin no time to react. The instant Krillin dodged, Cell flickered and appeared right in front of him.

Then Cell swung his massive fist at Krillin's head.

This time, Krillin couldn't dodge.

Cell's fist grew larger and larger in Krillin's eyes.

Then Krillin's whole body flew backward like a kite with its string cut, crashing through both sides of the cabin. His head pierced through the cabin while his body remained inside, stuck and unable to move.

Krillin felt as if his head had been struck by a sledgehammer. He was dizzy and dazed.

Before he could recover, Cell appeared before him, upside down.

Cell slowly walked toward Krillin, one step at a time.

Each step felt as if it landed on Krillin's heart, making it almost impossible for him to breathe.

Cell aimed the needle-like tip of his tail at Krillin.

Just as Cell was about to attack him,

a powerful energy and another, much weaker one were drawing near.

The newcomers were Piccolo and Tien Shinhan.

The two of them had also been searching the area for traces of Cell. When they suddenly sensed the energy of Cell and Krillin fighting, they hurried over.

Seeing Piccolo, Cell knew he wouldn't be able to attack the little bald guy today.

After all, he still wasn't Piccolo's match.

"What a shame..."

Cell regretfully ran a hand over Krillin's gleaming bald head.

Then he suppressed his energy, jumped off the plane, and slipped away.

Seeing Piccolo and Tien Shinhan arrive, Krillin finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He'd been scared out of his wits just now.

He'd thought he was going to die again...

WaitΣ( ° △ °|||)

Why "again"?

After yanking his head out with some effort, Krillin said to the girl,

"Don't be afraid. That monster's already run off."

"Thank you, big brother!"

Seeing the two of them looking at him with admiration, Krillin felt a little embarrassed.

He rubbed his bald head, waved his hand, and said, "Don't mention it. I didn't really help much. If not for... sigh."

Krillin was still shaken.

If Piccolo and Tien Shinhan hadn't arrived in time, all three of them would have died there.

"Anyway, we have to go after that monster." Krillin waved goodbye to the two of them, then turned and left.

"Wait, sir..."

The girl wanted to say more, but Krillin had already vanished from sight.

She stared blankly at the place where Krillin had disappeared for a long time. Then two blushes suddenly appeared on her pretty face.

Like a lovesick girl who had finally met the man of her dreams.

The girl's eyes gradually filled with determination.

Time passed as they trained.

Before they knew it, Mo Yuan and Lazuli had spent half a year training in the Hyperbolic Time Chamber.

Perhaps it was because of the abundant Vitality.

In just half a year, Mo Yuan had grown to look about ten years old.

Even Lazuli had grown five centimeters taller.

If King Frieza knew about this, wouldn't he be green with envy?

However, Mo Yuan noticed that Lazuli would often look at him with a regretful expression, then shake her head and sigh.

Lazuli's behavior left Mo Yuan completely baffled.

Until one day, he secretly overheard her talking to herself.

"Sigh... the little cutie has grown a bit more. He's still so cute, but..."

"Should I do it before the little cutie grows up completely..."

Mo Yuan: ┌(.Д.)┐

Mo Yuan was so scared that, for a long time afterward, he couldn't help trembling whenever he saw Lazuli.

Fortunately, Lazuli still had some conscience and didn't lay a hand on him.

With each passing day of training, Mo Yuan's battle power had undergone a tremendous transformation. His current battle power was a hundred times what it had been before entering the Hyperbolic Time Chamber.

Once he activated Kaioken, even Lazuli was no match for him.

At that moment, Mo Yuan stood in a vast white space, surrounded by purple flames of energy.

A terrifying aura spread from Mo Yuan, sweeping across the entire Hyperbolic Time Chamber in an instant.

Wave after wave of shockwaves surged outward from him in every direction.

The wind rose and clouds gathered. Tornadoes appeared out of nowhere, turning into blades of wind that shrieked in unison, as if they would tear the entire space apart.

But Mo Yuan furrowed his brow.

His battle power was now ten times that of Vegeta in his base form.

Yet he still couldn't become a Super Saiyan.

He hadn't even touched the threshold of transforming into a Super Saiyan.

Judging by his base battle power, he was already extremely strong. If he could become a Super Saiyan, he would be ten times stronger than Vegeta.

By then, as long as Cell hadn't absorbed Lapis and Lazuli, Mo Yuan was confident he could destroy him.

But he still couldn't transform.

If the minimum threshold for transforming was three million in battle power, then his current battle power had to be far beyond that.

Based on his comparisons with Vegeta and the others, Mo Yuan estimated that his battle power was at least in the tens of millions, and might even be over a hundred million.

With battle power this high, surely he should be able to become a Super Saiyan.

Could it be that he needed to rely on anger?

Mo Yuan withdrew his energy and fell into deep thought.

Anger was an emotion that seemed to come up often, but it was actually quite difficult to feel truly furious.

Son Goku had grown angry because Frieza killed Krillin.

The anger caused by the death of a childhood friend was undoubtedly immense.

As for Vegeta, his anger came from being the Saiyan Prince yet falling behind Son Goku, a low-class warrior.

Pride and self-respect were the things Vegeta cared about most at this point. Having both trampled on had made him no less furious than Son Goku.

They both had reasons to be angry, but as for Mo Yuan, he didn't seem to have any reason.

In his previous life, his parents had died young, but they'd passed away from a terminal illness.

Mo Yuan had been sad and heartbroken about it, but it was hard to feel overwhelming anger.

Besides, his parents had left him a fortune, so he could live comfortably for the rest of his life without even working.

So in his previous life, Mo Yuan had felt only regret, not anger.

There was even less to say about this life. He'd only just escaped from the laboratory before entering the Hyperbolic Time Chamber.

He'd spent the past six months training with Lazuli every day. What was there to be angry about?

He couldn't exactly imagine Cell absorbing Lazuli just to make himself angry, could he?

Some things couldn't be accomplished through imagination alone. Without experiencing them personally, it was impossible to truly understand how they felt.