Cell, wrapped in layers of golden aura, looked at Gohan before him and wore a proud, confident smile. "Well? This is my true, full power."
"So what?" Gohan's expression remained calm and unreadable. Lightning crackled around him, silently displaying the terrifying strength that now overwhelmed everyone present.
Cell froze for a moment, then burst into a sinister laugh. But in the next instant, he suddenly closed in without warning and drove a heavy punch into Gohan's face. Caught off guard, Gohan's body swayed slightly off balance.
A smug curve rose at the corner of Cell's mouth. Just as I thought. The reason I couldn't hit him before was only because I hadn't used my full strength.
But that smugness instantly froze on his face. Gohan, whose body had been turned aside by the punch, slowly raised his eyes. His gaze was cold and indifferent, while the flickering lightning around him cast Cell's face in alternating shades of green and white.
Cell flew into a rage from humiliation and raised his hand to throw another punch—but Gohan's fist was faster.
Cell's fist was still hanging in midair when Gohan's heavy blow slammed into his abdomen.
Excruciating pain swept through Cell's entire body. He instinctively opened his mouth wide, clutching his stomach as he staggered back again and again. His eyes turned bloodshot, and purple blood trickled from the corner of his mouth.
He endured the pain and tried to counterattack, but Gohan beat him to it with an uppercut that struck his chin precisely, sending him flying with tremendous force.
Cell flipped through the air and landed, his hands carving two long furrows across the ground.
He stumbled as he tried to stand upright, but the churning agony inside him made his legs give way, and he dropped to his knees