Unconscious

Cell's body slammed heavily into the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust. He struggled to get back up, only to stagger and fall from the searing pain. Tang Yangbing stood where he was, watching Cell expressionlessly, as though that punch had been nothing more than a casual gesture. The atmosphere on the battlefield instantly froze; only the wind continued to howl, as if playing a mournful dirge for this one-sided battle. Mo's fist tore through the air with a shriek and smashed viciously into Cell's chest like a falling meteor. Accompanied by the sickening crack of breaking bones, Cell's chest caved in at once, and he was sent flying like a kite with its string cut, tracing a miserable arc through the air.

"Urgh—" Cell spat out a mouthful of scalding blood in midair, crimson droplets gleaming eerily beneath the sunlight. His body crashed heavily into the ground, sending dust billowing into the sky and making the surrounding ruins tremble and rattle. Tang Yangbing stood proudly in midair, golden aura blazing around him. At full power as a Super Saiyan, every strand of his hair shone with dazzling light. Gale-force winds whipped up his tattered martial arts uniform, exposing his lean, powerful muscles, while battle intent that made one's heart tremble flashed in those emerald-green eyes. "No... Impossible!

"Cell struggled up from the crater, his cracked green carapace smeared with dirt and blood. He staggered backward, his bloodshot eyes locked on Tang Yangbing, his face full of disbelief. "I'm the flawless Perfect Form! How could this be..." His voice abruptly cut off as the scene from moments ago replayed endlessly in his mind. The instant Tang Yangbing transformed into a Super Saiyan, the terrifying energy erupting from his body had shattered the ground within a hundred meters. That was nothing like the Super Saiyan he knew—it was something far more terrifying.

"Boom—!" In the instant Cell lost focus, Tang Yangbing vanished from where he stood. The next moment, Cell felt a gut-wrenching agony rip through his abdomen, and he was blasted away once more. His body plowed a trench dozens of meters long across the ground before slamming violently into a ruined mountain, sending rocks flying everywhere. "Cough... cough, cough..." Cell painfully crawled out of the rubble, his green carapace covered in spiderweb-like cracks. Fury and humiliation grew wildly within him. Only moments ago, he had been smug over attaining his perfect form, yet now he had been beaten into such a pathetic state.

Tang Yangbing slowly descended to the edge of the crater, his golden aura vaporizing all the dust around him. He looked down upon the battered Cell from above, a cold curve lifting at the corner of his lips. "Get up." Tang Yangbing's voice was calm, yet carried unquestionable authority. "I know you're not dead yet." Cell clenched his teeth, his nails digging deeply into the flesh of his palms. He stared fixedly at the suffocating golden aura around Tang Yangbing and finally realized—this battle was far more brutal than he had imagined. Mo slowly walked to the edge of the bottomless crater, his long black hair whipping wildly in the gale.

He lowered his head slightly, his icy gaze piercing down into the pit like a blade—Cell, covered in blood, was struggling to support his battered body. His green carapace was covered in spiderweb-like cracks, and dark green blood streamed continuously from his wounds. "Damn it! I won't let you get away with this!" Cell roared as he leaped from the bottom of the crater, dazzling energy erupting around him. He stomped hard against the ground, making the entire island quake violently as shattered rocks rained down from the cliff edges. But Tang Yangbing was faster. The instant Cell shot into the air, Tang Yangbing had already turned into a streak of light.

A piercing sonic boom erupted through the air. He left a chain of afterimages in his wake, and space itself distorted faintly wherever he passed. Boom—! Two fists collided violently, erupting with light as brilliant as the sun. The raging shockwave spread outward in a ring, scattering every cloud within miles. The island beneath them let out a groan of unbearable strain as countless bottomless fissures spread outward from the pair. Crimson magma surged from underground, staining the entire sky red like blood. Cell's entire arm shattered inch by inch in the collision, fragments of green carapace and flesh spraying in every direction.

He screamed as he was sent flying backward, plowing a trench hundreds of meters long across the shattered earth. Tang Yangbing followed like a shadow, flashing in front of Cell in an instant. His fingers curled like claws as he precisely seized Cell by the head and lifted his entire body off the ground. Cell struggled desperately, his legs kicking wildly in the air, but he could not break free from that iron vise-like grip. "You enjoyed eating them, didn't you?" Tang Yangbing's voice was as cold as ancient ice. "Now, spit them all back out!" Before his words had even faded, his other fist, wrapped in destructive energy, slammed heavily into Cell's abdomen.

That punch carried the force to split mountains and shatter stone. Its violent power pierced straight through Cell's body, forming a clearly visible vortex of energy behind his back. A thousand-meter-tall mountain in the distance was struck by the aftershock and instantly turned to dust. "Ughhh—!" Cell's scream was heartrending. His body bent into a horrifying arch as he spewed torrents of filthy blood mixed with energy and fragments of internal organs. He clutched his caved-in abdomen tightly, convulsing violently in Tang Yangbing's grasp, each cough bringing up more dark green blood.

"Cough, cough... cough, cough, cough..." Cell hunched over, his body shaking violently. Every cough felt as though it would force his organs out through his throat. He clutched his chest, his green skin twisting in pain, clammy cold sweat beading across his forehead. Yet Tang Yangbing merely stood coldly before him, with not a trace of pity in his eyes, as if he were looking at an insect struggling on the verge of death. "It's not over yet." Tang Yangbing's voice was low and cold, like the wind on a freezing night. Before his words fell, Tang Yangbing abruptly vanished from his spot. The next second, he was already in front of Cell.

His fists fell like a torrential downpour, every blow carrying a howl that tore through the air. "Bang, bang, bang—!" Cell's body was battered back and forth through the air, green blood splattering across the charred ground. Tang Yangbing's fists did not pause for an instant, each strike landing precisely on Cell's vital points, the sounds of shattering bones clearly audible. Cell tried to raise his arms to block, but Tang Yangbing was too fast for him to react. He could only let his body be struck over and over again. Finally, Tang Yangbing grabbed Cell by the neck and lifted him high, then flung him aside as though tossing away trash. "Bang—!

" Cell's body smashed heavily into the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust. He struggled to crawl back up, but the agonizing pain throughout his body left him almost unable to move. "Damn it... I'm not trash... How dare you treat me like this..." Cell's voice was hoarse, filled with fury and unwillingness, but his body could not support his rage. He began coughing violently again, as though something were writhing in his throat. Suddenly, he doubled over and spewed a mouthful of green slime. Along with it came an unconscious figure—Android 17! Android 17 was covered in viscous green fluid, his face pale and his breathing weak.

Seeing this, Android 18 immediately rushed over, dropped to her knees beside him, and gently patted his cheek as she anxiously called his name. "Android 17! Wake up!" Cell lay sprawled on the ground, gasping heavily, the fury in his eyes nearly bursting forth. "No... I can't die like this..." He gritted his teeth as the energy inside his body churned violently once more. Then another violent bout of retching seized him, and another figure slowly slid from his mouth—it was the Android 18 from the future! Her body was likewise coated in green slime, her long hair stuck to her cheeks. Though unconscious, her presence sent a chill through everyone present.

The future Android 18 lay on the ground, barely breathing, while the present Android 18 tightly held Android 17's hand, her eyes filled with worry and resolve.