Lightning and Flint

Tang Yangbing's voice was calm yet forceful, as though announcing the official beginning of an unavoidable battle. Mo slowly appeared before everyone, his gaze flashing like lightning as it swept across every person present. The air was thick with fighting spirit, as if even the wind had been sliced apart by this overwhelming aura. He smiled faintly, his voice steady and powerful. "Looks like you've all trained diligently these past few days. Your power levels have increased quite a bit." His gaze finally settled on Son Goku and Vegeta, sensing the surging energy within them, as vast and turbulent as rushing rivers.

A proud curve formed at the corner of Vegeta's mouth. He crossed his arms over his chest, his muscles taut, golden aura flickering around him like a beast poised to strike. He strode forward, making the ground beneath his feet tremble slightly, his voice brimming with provocation. "Hmph, Tang Yangbing, just watch. My power has already surpassed yours. Once I deal with Cell, you're next!" His eyes were sharp as blades, as if he wanted to see straight through Tang Yangbing. Tang Yangbing merely smiled calmly and shook his head. His gaze was as placid as water, as though Vegeta's bold declaration was no more than a breeze brushing past him.

Super Saiyan at full power, and he thinks he can surpass me? What a dream! Tang Yangbing thought. After training in the Hyperbolic Time Chamber, Vegeta had indeed broken through to Super Saiyan 2, and his strength had grown enormously. But Tang Yangbing knew that even so, Vegeta was still no match for Super Cell. On the arena, Cell stood unmoving, his green carapace gleaming coldly beneath the sunlight. A trace of mocking amusement hung at the corners of his mouth, as if he were waiting for an entertaining show to begin. Without hesitation, Vegeta leaped onto the arena. His golden aura erupted at once, scorching the surrounding air until it twisted and warped.

"Vegeta, you're too sly! You actually rushed up there first!" Son Goku shouted resentfully, clenching his fists as a hint of unwillingness flashed through his eyes. He had originally wanted to challenge Cell first, but Vegeta had beaten him to it. Vegeta glanced back at Son Goku and sneered. "Hmph! Whoever goes first should be decided by strength. I'll defeat Cell now and let all of you see who the true genius among Saiyans is!" His voice echoed across the arena, full of arrogant confidence. Around the arena, the spectators nearly stopped breathing, all eyes fixed on Vegeta and Cell.

Vegeta's golden aura collided with Cell's green energy in midair, producing a piercing hum. Tang Yangbing stood quietly to one side, his gaze deep, as though he had already seen through the outcome of this battle. Yet Tang Yangbing stood at the back of the crowd, a cold smile curling across his lips as anticipation glimmered in his eyes. What could be more thrilling than personally witnessing Prince Vegeta get utterly humiliated? he thought, as though he had already foreseen Cell being completely crushed. "Cell, come on!" Vegeta's voice was cold as a blade, ringing across the empty battlefield.

Cell casually turned his head, his contemptuous gaze sweeping over Vegeta. The corners of his mouth lifted slightly into a mocking smile. Slowly raising a hand, he crooked a finger, his tone filled with disdain. "Come on!" His lazy, indifferent posture made it seem as though he were facing nothing more than an insignificant ant. Vegeta's pupils suddenly contracted, fury erupting in his chest like a volcano. Cell actually dared to look down on him like this! As the prince of the Saiyans, he would never allow anyone to trample upon his dignity. He gritted his teeth and clenched his fists, his knuckles whitening from the force.

Today, he would crush Cell completely and make him pay a painful price for this arrogance! "Ah! Hah!" Vegeta threw back his head and roared, his voice brimming with savage power. The energy within him surged forth like a flood, golden light bursting from his body as though a blazing sun had suddenly descended. The ground shook violently beneath his feet, cracks spreading rapidly like a spiderweb. Rubble was swept into the air by the violent currents, spinning madly overhead. "So strong!" Krillin and the others went pale and instinctively retreated.

They seemed to have become pitiful background figures in this battle, driven back step by step by the world-destroying shockwaves until they could barely keep their footing. Krillin clung tightly to a nearby rock, cold sweat beading on his forehead as he sighed inwardly. Vegeta's power has reached such a terrifying level! Blazing golden aura poured from Vegeta's body, its light so dazzling that no one could look directly at him. Every strand of his hair stood upright, crackling with electricity, while a sharp chill flashed from his pupils. He had entered Super Saiyan 2 directly, his power skyrocketing in an instant as though a god of war had descended upon the mortal world. "Such powerful energy... Is this Vegeta's current strength?"

Yamcha stared in disbelief, his voice full of incredulity. He recalled the harsh training in the Hyperbolic Time Chamber. Though he had improved as well, the gap between himself and Vegeta had only continued to grow. He could not help clenching his fists, complicated emotions rising within him—admiration mixed with unwillingness. On the battlefield, the tension had reached its peak. Vegeta and Cell faced each other, their gazes colliding in the air as though sparks might fly. The surrounding air seemed frozen, with only Vegeta's golden aura and the strange presence radiating from Cell clashing violently. A world-shaking battle was about to begin!

Goku stared at Vegeta's upright back, his fists unconsciously clenching as golden aura flickered around him. He grinned, revealing his signature wild smile, eagerness shining in his eyes. The aura Vegeta, prince of the Saiyan warrior race, displayed at this moment reminded him of that exhilarating clash on Namek. Android 18 tilted her head slightly, her golden hair drifting softly in the breeze. A hint of surprise flashed through her ice-blue eyes, and her rosy lips parted unconsciously.

This always-arrogant Saiyan prince had actually broken through to such a level in such a short time, which truly exceeded her expectations. Although he was still slightly inferior to her, the perfect Android, the speed of his progress was enough to make her see him in a new light. "Oh? Looks like you've worked pretty hard." Cell finally dropped his casual posture, his green body leaning forward slightly as danger glimmered in his compound eyes. Tilting his head as if examining an interesting toy, he said, "To reach this level in only a few days, I did underestimate you. Now, you finally qualify to make me take you a little more seriously."

At Cell's words, a proud curve rose on Vegeta's lips. He deliberately straightened his back, making the aura around him burn even more fiercely. Feeling the astonished gazes of Krillin and the others behind him, his vanity was greatly satisfied. The normally stern and reserved Saiyan prince actually showed a somewhat childish smugness. "You think that's all there is?" Vegeta snorted coldly, clenching his fists as blue energy swirled rapidly around him. "There's still plenty you can't imagine. Don't be scared out of your wits!" Cell merely waved a hand dismissively. "Don't get too pleased with yourself. I only gave you a casual compliment.

"Enough nonsense. Let's get to the real show. Come on!" "Hah! Die!" Completely enraged by Cell's dismissive attitude, Vegeta roared as the aura around him suddenly exploded. The ground beneath his feet shattered in response, spiderweb-like cracks spreading rapidly outward. In the next second, his figure vanished from the spot like a phantom, leaving behind only a deep footprint and swirling dust. A shrill sonic boom tore through the air as Vegeta ripped across the sky at a speed beyond the naked eye. Wherever he passed, grass and trees snapped, rocks flew, and the immense pressure plowed a deep trench into the ground.

In the blink of an eye, Vegeta had appeared before Cell. His right fist clenched tightly, a blue energy wave gathering around it as he drove it straight toward Cell's face with force capable of tearing apart anything. That strike contained all his fury and pride, determined to utterly crush this arrogant opponent. A cold glint flashed through Vegeta's eyes as every muscle in his body tensed in an instant, and his golden aura surged explosively.