Dragon Ball: Rebirth of the Saiyan Fortes

Boom!

A strong breath came out from Cell, and his form changed rapidly, becoming a complete form.

Trunks snorted coldly, and rushed towards Cell with a burst of energy, while the energy in his body hit Cell madly.

Bang!

A huge sound came from where Trunks hit, and the smoke slowly dissipated.

Cell, who had changed a lot, had a smile on his face, and his head tilted slightly because of Trunks's impact.

"The strength is a little bit insufficient." In the surprised eyes of everyone, Cell raised the corner of his mouth and chuckled.

Boom!

Cell suddenly swung his fist, and Trunks, who was still in the swung fist posture, was instantly knocked away.

"Trunks!" Vegeta quickly stepped forward to catch him.

"You guy! Unforgivable!" Vegeta put Trunks down after confirming that he was fine, and looked at Cell with cold eyes.

"Hahaha, Vegeta, don't look at me like that." Cell seemed to have great power and no longer concealed it.

Cell was still immersed in his own power, and suddenly said with interest: "I remember that you like to participate in martial arts competitions, so I will hold a world-class martial arts competition."

The few people who originally wanted to take action were slightly stunned and looked at each other.

"Ten days, the world-class martial arts competition will start in ten days. If no one can beat me by then, then the earth will be destroyed." Cell touched his chin and thought.

He became more and more excited as he thought about it. He turned his head and ignored Sun Wukong and others, and went to prepare on his own.

Looking at Cell who left on his own, several people were a little dumbfounded.

"Martial arts competition? It's interesting. It just happens to be a chance to hone them with Cell's hands." Fords touched his chin and chuckled.

The god beside him also had a blank expression. Not to mention that he could easily kill Cell by himself, even if something unexpected happened, Fortes beside him was not a dead man.

"But since we have to hone our skills, it's the same if we drive one sheep or a hundred sheep." Fortes smiled, raised his hand to take out a button, and pressed it lightly.

"Wai wai wai, can you hear me?"

"Your Majesty, what happened? Is there anything you want to tell me?" King Sina's voice came out.

"Let the Super Saiyans in the tribe, as well as those who have reached the bottleneck and are about to break through the Super Saiyan, come to Earth quickly."

"Yes, Your Majesty." Although he didn't know what happened, King Sina strictly followed Fortes' orders and sent the message out after a quick operation.

"Super Saiyan? There are still those who have reached the bottleneck? What is your Majesty going to do? No matter what, your Majesty will never harm us, let's go!"

For a while, many people with strong auras in various galaxies headed towards a goal.

Swish!

"Your Majesty." King Vegeta, Bardock and Napal appeared beside Fortes.

"Well, look at that, Cell, what do you think of being the whetstone of our people?" Fortes pointed to the picture in the Scepter of the God.

"Is the strength likely to be similar to mine?" Bardock thought, stroking his chin.

"It's feasible. A life-and-death battle can be considered as a breakthrough for those little guys." Several people looked at each other and nodded heavily.

Of course, it was also because of them, and most importantly, with Fortes, there would be no accidents, and there was also the confidence to take risks.

"People of the Earth, I am Cell. I will hold the world's number one martial arts tournament in ten days. If no one defeats me, then I will destroy the Earth."

Cell specially broadcast live to the world and spread the news. At the same time, in the eyes of everyone, a Qigong wave was shot out, and a small hill not far away was flattened.

"This guy! Is he so arrogant? Don't worry, we also have our own martial artists! We will definitely defeat him!"

All the people on Earth gritted their teeth and watched the screen played by Cell.

"Humph! Just a Cell, I, Satan, can tear him apart at will without the help of those real martial artists!"

Satan snorted coldly and stood up and said loudly.

He is indeed a bit talented, and now he has the power to use Qigong waves.

"Oh, Mr. Satan, can we go with you then?" A reporter not far away came to Satan with bright eyes.

"Of course, let everyone see how I tear this madman apart!" Satan couldn't help laughing triumphantly.

"Let's go, everyone go to the heaven, or play in ten days." Vegeta took Trunks and flew to the heaven first.

"This guy still wants to care about Trunks." Sun Wukong saw at a glance that Vegeta wanted Ford to guide Trunks."Haha, let's go. It looks like Cell won't do anything during this period of time." Piccolo felt relieved when he saw Cell sitting quietly after setting up the "arena".