Infinite Energy

He kicked off the ground hard, sending dust flying as he shot into the air like an arrow loosed from its bow, trailing a howling gust behind him.

He turned back and waved at Tang Yangbing, his brilliant smile almost dazzling. "Tang Yangbing, I'm going on ahead!"

Hearing that, Tang Yangbing could not even be bothered to raise his eyelids. He merely shot Son Goku a slow glance, his eyes filled with undisguised contempt—You've already charged up there, and you're still putting on an act and asking me? Isn't that just blatant showing off?

He could not help rolling his eyes inwardly, though the corner of his mouth curled into a faint smile.

At that instant, an idea suddenly flashed through Tang Yangbing's mind.

He abruptly remembered that he seemed to have an unopened sign-in gift pack.

Earlier, in his rush to get to Namek and fuse those two Android 18s, he had been running nonstop, without even a moment to catch his breath.

And afterward, when he met Android 18's tender, love-filled gaze—one that could nearly melt ice and snow—he had completely thrown the matter to the back of his mind.

Now, he drew a deep breath and silently said, "System, open the sign-in gift pack immediately!"

In an instant, it was as though an invisible light bloomed in the depths of his consciousness. The system's notification rang out, crisp and powerful. "Ding! Sign-in gift pack successfully opened! Congratulations, Host, for obtaining Android Infinite Energy!"

"Ding! Congratulations, Host, for obtaining Android 18's deepest love. You may do whatever you wish with her!"

Tang Yangbing froze slightly, then a trace of surprise and amusement flashed through his eyes—Uh, there's even a benefit like this?

He could not help stroking his chin. Android 18's cool yet gentle face surfaced in his mind, along with those eyes that seemed capable of seeing through a person's heart.

Infinite energy?

Her deepest love?

This system really knew how to pick its moments when handing out grand gifts...

Tang Yangbing stood at the edge of the crowd, sweeping his gaze across the arena before quietly letting it settle once more on Android 18 beside him.

Her golden hair fluttered gently in the wind, while her fair face glowed faintly beneath the sunlight.

Tang Yangbing reached out and gently clasped her slightly cool fingers. Android 18 did not pull away; she merely tilted her head slightly, the corner of her lips curving in an almost imperceptible smile.

This was already the most intimate contact they had for now—holding hands now and then, or sharing brief embraces.

But at that moment, Tang Yangbing could feel the invisible barrier between them quietly beginning to loosen.

This sudden progress made his heartbeat quicken uncontrollably.

"Really... too convenient."

Tang Yangbing chuckled inwardly, a sly glint flashing in his eyes.

Just then, an earth-shaking boom erupted from the arena.

Son Goku and Cell's figures flickered in and out of view amid the sky-filled dust. Golden auras wrapped around both of them, blazing fiercely like tangible flames.

Shockwaves spread outward from them, sweeping up sand and stones and forcing the spectators to raise their arms to shield themselves.

"Boom—!"

Another deafening explosion rang out as Son Goku was blasted backward, carving a golden trail through the air.

He barely managed to steady himself. Blood seeped from the corner of his mouth, and the martial arts uniform across his chest had already been torn to shreds.

"I didn't expect... this Cell to be so strong..."

Son Goku wiped the blood from his mouth, but his eyes only grew more excited.

Cell across from him let out a low laugh as his aura suddenly surged.

Golden lightning crawled around his body, and every strand of his hair stood on end, radiating a suffocating pressure.

"Super Saiyan 2?!"

Vegeta abruptly clenched his fists, his knuckles turning white from the force.

He had only just regained consciousness after taking a Senzu Bean, only to witness this shocking sight.

"That monster... can actually reach even that form?"

Tang Yangbing narrowed his eyes slightly and said in a low voice, "He has fused the cells of everyone within his body. It's no surprise that he can transform."

His tone was calm, but inwardly, he was rapidly assessing Cell's strength.

This Super Cell, who had absorbed Frieza and Pikkon from Hell and fused with this timeline's original self, had already exceeded Tang Yangbing's expectations in strength.

On the arena, Cell suddenly moved.

His figure vanished from where he stood, and in the next second, he had appeared before Son Goku.

His fist shot out with a shriek that tore through the air. Son Goku barely raised his arms to block, only for the blow to leave both arms numb from the impact.

"Too slow!"

Cell sneered as an energy sphere had already condensed in his other hand.

Blinding light gathered in his palm, radiating a destructive aura.

Tang Yangbing's brows furrowed slightly.

He had remained at the Super Saiyan 2 level for several years, and only recently had he finally touched upon the threshold of the next realm.

This battle to the death was the perfect opportunity for him to break through.

That was also why he had not personally dealt with Cell of this timeline back then—he needed a powerful opponent like this to force himself past his limits.

"But..."

Tang Yangbing's gaze swept toward Android 18 beside him, a faint, inscrutable smile curling at the corner of his lips.

He still had one final trump card.

As long as Android 18 completed her ultimate evolution, then with the two of them joining forces, even this Super Cell would be nothing to fear.

In the arena, Son Goku was sent flying once again, crashing heavily into the ground and leaving behind a bottomless crater.

Amid the swirling dust, his aura had clearly weakened considerably.

"Looks like... Son Goku won't be able to hold on much longer."

Tang Yangbing murmured softly as the energy within him began to circulate slowly.

It was time to prepare to step in.

Standing at the edge of the arena, his eyes locked onto the golden figure in the ring, a vague premonition rose within him—this opponent named Cell might be the key to his breakthrough into Super Saiyan 3.

Tension filled the air, as though even the wind had frozen.

In the arena, the battle had already reached its most intense stage.

Son Goku's figure gleamed with dazzling golden light beneath the sun. Suddenly, his body flickered, and he vanished from where he stood like a phantom, leaving behind only an afterimage.

With a soft whoosh, he had already appeared behind Cell, moving so fast it dazzled the eye.

Bang!

A heavy punch tore through the air as it struck straight toward Cell's back.

The force of the punch howled, sweeping up broken stones from the ground as though it would rip everything apart.

"So fast! Goku, you can do it!"

Krillin shouted excitedly from the sidelines, his hands clenched into fists as hope shone in his eyes.

He believed that with Son Goku's speed and strength, the scales of victory had already begun to tip.

However, Cell seemed to have seen through everything long ago.

A cold smile curled across his lips as he spun around sharply, meeting the attack head-on with a fierce counterpunch.

The force of his fist howled, carrying destructive power.

Bang!

The two immense forces collided once more, erupting with an earth-shaking boom.

Son Goku was blasted back several meters, and spiderweb cracks spread across the arena floor beneath his feet.

Cell seized the opportunity to press forward, his figure chasing after him like a phantom.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Behind the two of them, surging force billowed like a raging tide, as invisible blasts of power intertwined and collided in midair.

The massive rocks around the arena were instantly pulverized by the impact, dust filling the air and blotting out the sky.

Son Goku smiled faintly, a flash of excitement gleaming in his eyes.

He suddenly accelerated again, his body flickering ceaselessly across the arena like an illusion, leaving behind streak after streak of golden afterimages.

Bursts of air-splitting sounds rang out, as though countless bolts of lightning were darting through the arena.

Then, his right arm shot upward, transforming into a sharp hand blade that screamed through the air as it slashed straight toward Cell's shoulder.