"You!" Cell was shocked and furious.
What was going on?
What on earth was going on?
His thoughts raced wildly.
Just yesterday, he had been able to toy with Vegeta and Trunks.
How had he become so pathetic today?
No, this wasn't right.
Something had to have gone wrong.
His gaze swept over the crowd outside the Arena, then returned to One-Armed Son Gohan opposite him, and an absurd thought flashed through his mind.
Had he spent too long lying low?
So long that Son Gohan had grown this much?
But that didn't make sense either!
None of them had been a match for Android 17 and Android 18 before.
How could such an earth-shattering change have happened in just two days?
No matter how hard Cell thought about it, he simply couldn't make sense of it.
And now, he was no longer calm.
His anxiety turned into rage!
"Die!!" Cell's aura erupted. He pushed off hard and charged at One-Armed Son Gohan.
One-Armed Son Gohan's figure flickered again.
Cell's fist slammed into the Arena.
Boom!
The once-solid Arena shattered beneath that punch, its surface collapsing into a huge circular crater.
Countless cracks spread in every direction.
The spectators instinctively retreated a considerable distance.
Like a madman, Cell attacked One-Armed Gohan relentlessly.
But no matter how fast Cell moved or how fierce his attacks were, he couldn't even touch the hem of One-Armed Gohan's clothes.
The reporter in the distance grew anxious and asked the cameraman, "Well? Did you get any footage of their fight?"
Beads of sweat rolled down the cameraman's forehead. "N-no. They're moving too fast. The camera can't capture their movements at all."
"Oh my God, what a loss!"
The reporter stepped in front of the camera and said excitedly, "Viewers, everyone following the Cell Games, for