Lao Tzu is Ji Gong

Meanwhile, Number Seventeen remained floating in place as if nothing had happened, smiling broadly as he watched the terrified Piccolo.

"Oh no, I think I've disappointed someone. Nothing happened to them." Number Seventeen resumed his nonchalant attitude.

Piccolo immediately realized what had happened. Just as he was controlling the countless energy blasts, the shield system of the Seventeen was activated. However, what he hadn't expected was that the shield of the Seventeen was so powerful that it could protect the Seventeen inside without any harm. Therefore, Piccolo had to take the Seventeen's strength seriously once again.

Chapter 790. The Artificial Human Controller.

Piccolo, having regained his composure, declared, "My attack is only just beginning; what happened just now was merely a warm-up." He was determined not to lose to his opponent's momentum.

"I see. Looks like you're going to show your true skills. I hope you won't disappoint me again! Let's go back. You'll be making excuses again if you can't perform well on the sea." Number Seventeen pointed to the grassland where the battle had just taken place.

After saying that, the two of them teleported back to their original spot once again.

In another part of the Earth, in Yamato City, Cell once again used his escape from Piccolo's search to begin his extraction program for humanity.

All you could see was Cell holding up a young man with one hand, while one of his tails began to thrash wildly at the other man's buttocks.

Sensing the two astonishing auras from before, Cell felt a familiar sensation in one of them.

“That astonishing aura just now belonged to Piccolo, who merged with Kami.” Cell continued, looking in the direction from which the aura came. “The only one who could fight this guy to a standstill is Android 17.”

“That’s right!” Cell confirmed his guess once again, and immediately excitedly let go of the man in his hand, as if he had seen the prey he had been chasing, and flew out of the window without a care.

The entire floor of humans was so frightened that they stood frozen in place, not daring to move an inch.

"I've finally found it! Just you wait! My power is now the strongest besides the Perfected form. I finally didn't absorb so many humans for nothing!" Cell felt the power within his body surpassing all of theirs, and he was even more excited. He then increased his power once more and rushed in that direction.

Piccolo and Number Seventeen had already arrived at the battlefield where they had agreed to meet.

Piccolo stared coldly at Number Seventeen.

Android 17 wiped his mouth and said in his mind, "For someone who isn't an Android to possess this level of power is truly remarkable! You are indeed not like the easily defeated Piccolo Daimaō of the past."

Seeing that Piccolo seemed unwilling to talk to her, Android 17 said, "However, I'm not interested in your true identity. Right now, I just want to know where Goku is. But, I think I know you're good friends with him, so it seems you're not planning to tell me, right?"

"You guys seem to be after Son Goku, so why would I tell you where he is?" Piccolo knew his answer would definitely surprise them!

But Number Seventeen didn't care much, as this was something he had expected: "Fine, if you don't want to say it, then let's continue fighting! Because I'll beat you until you say it, and this time I won't hold back."

After saying that, Number Seventeen walked over to Bick.

The two began a real battle!

He focused intently, without a trace of joking, his hands trembling with anticipation as he stared intently at the other person!

"Whoosh!"

With a quick kick, number seventeen struck Bick's chin.

"Ah!" Hit, Piccolo, flipped and jumped, but Number Seventeen followed up with an uppercut and a sweeping kick.

Bick, with his body a head larger than his opponent's, used his left and right sides to block the opponent's attack, and then flipped over to push himself into the safe tunnel.

Twisting his jaw where he'd been kicked, Piccolo spat out a drop of blood from the corner of his mouth and said, "You're fast, but your only flaw is that you lack strength."

"What did you say! You're being way too arrogant!" Seeing that Piccolo still dared to say such things after taking his hit, Number Seventeen felt that this alien was too stubborn.

"How dare you say such a nice thing to me, the strongest number seventeen in history? Let me show you!" Number seventeen increased his speed to a new level and threw another punch at Piccolo.

Knowing he couldn't dodge after being hit, Piccolo took advantage of the opponent's movement and used his long legs to deliver a blow to Number 17 from behind!

The two men, who had both retreated, glared at each other once more.

Watching the two fight, Vegeta couldn't help but think, "These two are no weaker than me; they're really strong, evenly matched!" He then looked at Android 18. His own battle should be starting soon.

Another huge crater appeared on the grassland. With one of the two making a move, the other would inevitably be slammed into the solid ground, and then the grassland would tremble, and a series of craters would appear!

It's no longer about any dodging techniques; it's just about relentlessly attacking the opponent.

You punch me, I punch you, we collide and hurt each other.

Cell, arriving with amusement, sensed the atmosphere of battle: "The days of hiding are finally over! The Perfect form I've been waiting for is here! Ahahaha!" Thinking of this joyful thought, Cell increased his speed once more and flew forward!

Piccolo descended from the sky with a powerful strike, his hands clenched tightly together, and ruthlessly smashed into Number Seventeen's face.

"Boom!" Another giant hole, tens of meters in diameter, appeared in the ground!

It seemed like this was simply beyond human capability. Number Seventeen glared at Piccolo, who had made himself look rather disheveled, but Piccolo was still relentlessly pursuing him.

He jumped up, returning the blow to Piccolo.

All that could be seen was that Piccolo, who had been shot in the abdomen, flew horizontally back to his original spot like a cannonball, dragging along the ground for hundreds of meters.

Meanwhile, Bulma, having discovered the android's flaws, happily came out of her lab and hugged Trunks, saying, "Oh, I see! We finally made it!"

Trunks, who had been saved, looked at Bulma helplessly, and continued to hear: "Inside the bodies of Android 17 and 18, there is an emergency stop circuit, which is the built-in chip I told you about before. As long as the function of that circuit is turned off, the androids will be unable to move!"

Chapter 791 Cell is here!

Looking at Bulma, he quickly said, "I'm telling you, I've already made the remote control for the controller. You can go and stop Android 17 now. That way, my Xiuyuan should be able to come back, right?"

After saying that, Bulma tossed the remote control to Trunks, then sat down in front of the TV to eat potato chips and snacks while watching a Hollywood blockbuster, as if she was killing time without Li Xiuyuan.

Seeing Bulma's helplessness, the others had no choice but to quickly grab the controller and fly to the battlefield.

Trunks gripped the controller in his hand, and the thought of finally being able to destroy the androids filled him with excitement.

Krillin, who was following along, said happily, "That's great! If we destroy Android 17 and the others, Cell will never be able to become his perfect form."

Meanwhile, Seventeen and Piccolo were engaged in a fierce battle on the battlefield.

All that could be seen was Piccolo's hand gripping Number Seventeen's head tightly, and then using the momentum of his body to push Number Seventeen forward. Number Seventeen, who was being held back, had no choice but to keep retreating.

Piccolo grabbed Number 17 like an adult dealing with a child, intending to swoop around in the air before slamming him to the ground.

However, just as Piccolo was about to throw him down, Number 17 grabbed Piccolo's arm and, as if performing Tai Chi, threw Piccolo over his shoulder!

"Bang!" Piccolo's body slammed into the ground, and the once intact green grass was instantly shattered.

But just as Piccolo was about to crash into the ground, he grabbed Number Seventeen's belt and flung him away!

He even stepped up and trampled number seventeen under his feet!

Number 17 seemed to feel no pain at all. In the instant he was injured, he was able to grab Piccolo's wrist tightly, spin him around a few times, and throw him into the distance like a discus.

"what!"

Both seemed to be completely enraged by the other's attack, losing all of their previous playful attitude and wanting to drive each other into a dead end.

Just as Piccolo landed, Number Seventeen managed to increase his speed, leaving a visible afterimage in the field of vision, and struck Piccolo's chest with his seemingly weak elbow!

"Ah!" With such a huge impact on his elbow, Bick's eyes were glazed over in pain, as if they were about to pop out.

His hands clenched tightly in pain. He immediately delivered an uppercut, sending number seventeen's face twitching.

The two were practically hurting each other until the other had no chance to fight back.

With each punch, both of them had a visible wound on their bodies.

After hundreds of intense battles, the two returned to their starting point, panting heavily.

He looked at the other person with pained expression, as if he would feel a small victory if the other person had one more wound than him.

Number 17: "Although we're evenly matched right now, the difference in endurance will become apparent over time, because my energy is inexhaustible!"

Seeing Number 17's confident expression, and knowing it was indeed true, Piccolo had no choice but to quickly restore his stamina; that was the only solution.

But at that moment, a familiar green figure appeared before everyone's eyes.

Don't look at the monster with utter terror in your eyes. You keep muttering, "Sha, Cell!"

Number 18 and the others also noticed this strange thing. However, the feeling of déjà vu that they couldn't quite put their finger on left them all puzzled.

All we could see was Cell arrogantly raising one foot and stepping on the rock, one hand supporting himself above his knee as he watched the crowd with great interest.

Piccolo thought to himself when he saw Cell arrive, "Oh no, I've been so busy dealing with Android 17 that I didn't notice him!"

"Who is this weirdo?!" Seventeen said, annoyed that someone had interrupted his fight with Piccolo.

"What!?" Piccolo looked at Android 17's clueless expression and thought, "Android 17 and the others don't even know who Cell is!?"

Cell looked at the unharmed Android 17 and 18 and said happily, "The day I'll remember has finally arrived! The day I, Cell, will finally be complete as a fusion of Android 17 and 18!"

After speaking, she saw that there was another person standing next to Android 18, Android 16.

"Who is this person?! Judging from the Red Ribbon Army markings on his body, he should also be an android created by Dr. Gero," Cell speculated.

"No matter who it is, no matter how powerful they are, they're not worth my attention." Having made up his mind, Cell jumped down and came to stand in front of Android 17 and Piccolo.

It began to emit a piercing roar.

Unseen by anyone, Cell's body emitted increasingly stronger light and grew more imposing with each roar.

The aura around him transformed into skeletons, as if the essence of everyone he had absorbed had been combined with them.

Finally, with an angry roar, flying sand and stones scattered around the crowd.

Cell seems to be ignoring everyone, including Piccolo from back then.

He walked over step by step, but Piccolo could sense the changes happening to Cell and stood there dumbfounded.

The two piccolo flutes swayed and fell, as if they had lost all their strength.

Cell turned back as he walked past Piccolo and said, "What are we going to do, Piccolo? If you want to stop me, then bring it on."

But then Piccolo saw a look of terror on his face. He was terrified that Cell's strength was so immense; one could only imagine how many lives this beast had taken. Piccolo finally couldn't help but ask.

"Kill them? Ridiculous! They should be proud to be a part of my power." Cell seemed to be hearing the funniest joke of his life.