Chapter 190

Chapter 190

Time was like a huge gear clicking and crushing, leaving a tooth and a grind, and three days passed in a hurry at a constant walking speed.

The Northwest Central City 28KS5, where the Cell Games were held, a small place that was not well known, had already gathered the eyes of people from all over the world. Just as the news reports had advertised, the tournament that would decide the fate of the earth was about to be held here. Mr. Satan, the greatest warrior and fighter that mankind had ever seen would be here to meet the challenge from the jumping clowns and poke holes in their tricks.

In the center, there was a square ring with a side length of 100 meters, and a pointed stone pillar was erected on each of the four corners.

Cell stood in the center of the martial arts stage with his eyes closed.

Not far behind the rocks, a reporter in a black suit and his camera team was carefully hiding there with high-resolution cameras poking out, pointing at Cell, and sending signals to the world.

"There are still 20 minutes left before the Cell Game' begins, and perhaps because of the fear of being swept up in it, there is not a single person in the area. Cell is still standing motionless in the center of the ring, and our big hero Mr. Satan hasn't shown up yet! Wait "

The reporter crept on top of the rock shelf, through the binoculars, suddenly saw a black object approaching. It soon came near the Cell Game ring, and it was a limousine!

Mr. Satan wore a cloak and dressed fancy as he stepped out of the car.

When the reporter saw who was coming, he pointed the camera at Satan and shouted in a colorful manner, "Oh, it's Mr. Satan, Mr. Satan is really here!"

The reporter was excited and crept closer to Satan with the camera team, with the camera constantly shifting between Satan and Cell.

Satan made a victory gesture and laughed exaggeratedly, "Humph, you guys go pity that crazy Cell, he still doesn't know that there is such a strong person like me in the world. He boasted about it, and it's too late to regret it! Don't worry. I'll beat that guy into submission!"

"Idiot!" Cell saw the interlude over here, but he didn't care about it.

"Ah, the champion of the World Martial Arts Championship, even the arrogant Cell can't hide his fear in front of the bravest man in the world!"

Amidst a steady stream of boasts from the reporters, the camera gave a big close-up of Satan, who crossed his arms and laughed maniacally in triumph. Satan's wildly laughing face was transmitted to the whole world through the camera, and the world boiled over for a while.

"Satan, Satan!"

"See, that fool Cell doesn't even dare to retort!"

"Go Satan, destroy that abominable demon!"

"We support you. Show that guy the power of our earthlings."

Strong cheers erupted from the crowd in the streets and alleys, and they all looked excited and laughed and shouted, as if the moment Satan appeared, the scales of victory had fallen in their favor.

"Cell, your plot has long been seen by me, you used bombs in all your fights with the army, right, but none of this will work against me. I am the champion of the World Martial Arts Championship, the bravest man on earth. I will expose your lies in front of everyone in the world and beat you to the ground with claws and teeth."

Satan held his chest, full of confidence. For a time, he was infected by his own heroic image. He even forgot that everything was a lie he had woven, boldly climbed into the martial arts ring, twisted his buttocks, accompanied by a ghost face, and constantly provoked Cell.Updated from novelb(i)n.c(o)m

In the face of these provocations, Cell's face was calm, and he was not interested. But his eyelids jumped, this fool was really a noisy human!

"Oh, Mr. Satan, the other side does not seem to hear!"

The time passed a little, the time to start the Cell Game arrived.

Satan was the first to walk into the ring, facing the camera with his hands raised, and then discreetly took out a stack of green bricks from his bag, stacked into a pile, a total of 15 stacked together half a person high.

Looking at Satan's juggling body dance, Krillin was ashamed to be an earthling, looking at the calm expressions of Ayaka, Ayaba, Son Goku, Vegeta, Trunks, Piccolo, Ayame, Son Gohan, and other "aliens" and asked, "What is he doing?"

"He wants to show how powerful he is!" Piccolo said coldly.

Hiss, Krillin sucked in a breath of cold air, "Looking at him like this, let's just go!"

Ayaka waved her hand and smiled, "Wait. It's not too late to see the might of Satan."

"Okay!" Satan took a step back, took a deep breath, and then with a roar of "ha", his palm slashed down like a blade! Crackling, 15 large green bricks had broken, the last one left. Satan exhaled and rubbed his palm with the other hand.

The room was silent. Krillin, Yamcha, and others watched in awe, 15 three-cent thick green bricks fell with one palm, but there was still a piece left unbroken, on this strength, still dare to participate in the Cell Game? He had no faceshame, especially in front of Ayaka and the powerful Saiyans and Androids.

This face, the people of Earth couldn't afford to lose!

As if nothing happened, Ayaka very solemnly said, "He is a master!"

"Oh " Krillin laughed dryly.

"Cell, you see this pile of debris! This is what will happen to you in a minute!" Satan confidently pointed at the broken bricks.

Cell glanced out of the corner of his eye and was silent.

"Ah! This strength is so shocking, worthy of the world champion Satan. I am deeply moved!"

The reporter gripped the microphone tightly and reported to the world with an excited expression.

Quack quack

A flurry of crows flew by, Son Goku and the others were dumbfounded, were they wrong to come to the Cell Game, with the mighty Mr. Satan around, was there any need for them?

Boom boom boom!

The sound of sharp spirals from far and near, the sky appeared a few military aircraft.

The planes descended to a certain height, a series of soldiers carrying cutting-edge camera equipment jumped down, after which a thin middle-aged man in a black suit came down. As soon as he saw Son Goku and the others standing next to the martial arts stage, the blond middle-aged man's face looked happy, and he quickened his steps to come up.

"Ah, Mr. Goku, Mr. Tian Shinhan, Miss Ayaka, it's been a long time!"

The blond, thin middle-aged man was the host of the previous World Martial Arts Tournament and was specially appointed by the king this time to take on the role of commentary for the Cell Game.

Son Goku looked at the middle-aged man suspiciously, recognized him for a long time, and called out in surprise, "It's you. What brings you here?"

"Hey, I'll be the commentator of this tournament. If there is anything I don't understand, I hope you can correct me!"