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Watching his own performance on the dimensional screen and listening to the narrator's resounding praise, Tien Shinhan couldn't help but puff out his chest with a sense of hard-won pride. He felt a deep, resonant honor for the version of himself shown in the video.
He was well aware of the dire consequences of such a relentless, "insane" barrage of Neo Tri-Beams; he knew his life force was the fuel for that technique and that he was very likely drawing his final breaths. Yet, if his sacrifice could prevent Cell from reaching his Perfect Form, then every drop of Ki spent was worth the cost.
The narrator's voice echoed through the Wanjie Multiverse, noting that this was Tien's most significant highlight in years. His mind drifted back to the 22nd World Martial Arts Tournament and his legendary duel with Goku.
Since those glory days, he had often found himself sidelined by the sheer exponential growth of the Saiyans. During the invasion of Earth, he had fallen at the hands of Nappa without truly tipping the scales.
On Planet Namek, he remained a spirit waiting for revival. But now, in the heat of the Android Saga, he was a warrior once more. Even if this brilliance was a flickering flame before the dark, it was a flame he was proud to ignite.
"Tien really threw everything into that," Krillin commented, his voice heavy with respect. "He probably didn't even expect to survive the first few shots."
Sengoku, watching from the world of One Piece, nodded solemnly. "Indeed. If Cell had broken free from that pressure even for a second, the boy would have been erased."
"No, it's more than just Cell's retaliation," Krillin corrected. "The Tri-Beam—the Kikoho—is fatal if overused. It doesn't just use Ki; it drains the user's very soul. That's why the narrator mentioned preparing a bag of Senzu Beans."
Across the dimensions, the Z Fighters and various warriors nodded in agreement. They could feel the immense pressure of the Ki radiating from the screen, a golden aura of pure desperation. Tien's disregard for his own life to stall a biological god showed the true heart of a martial artist.
"It's a tragedy that Cell still reached perfection in the end," Zoro noted, his eyes narrowing. "Tien's struggle was heroic, but it only delayed the inevitable."
"Exactly," Sanji added, lighting a cigarette. "Cell still found Android 18. But how? She was hiding her presence perfectly."
This question puzzled countless viewers across the multiverse. Cell had tracked Android 17 by the massive Ki fluctuations during his battle with Piccolo, but 18 was lying low. Unless she was forced into a fight, she should have remained a ghost to his Scouter-like biological senses.
As the audience watched, the video transitioned. Thanks to Tien's legendary stall, Android 18 had successfully retreated. However, Tien collapsed, his life force nearly extinguished. Just as Cell moved in for the kill, a familiar silhouette flickered into existence. It was Son Goku! His heart virus cured, Goku used Instant Transmission to snatch Piccolo and Tien from the brink of death, vanishing before Cell could even blink.
After consuming Senzu Beans at the Lookout, the warriors were restored. While Goku's return brought hope, Akira, observing with the tactical mind of a transmigrator, knew that standard training wouldn't be enough. Goku knew this too. He introduced the ultimate solution: The Hyperbolic Time Chamber. A mystical dimension where a year of intense Gravity Training and Ki refinement passed in a single day of outside time.
Goku took Gohan and met Vegeta and Trunks. Vegeta, currently brooding over his inferiority, agreed to the training on the condition that he and Trunks enter first. Meanwhile, back on Earth, the tension shifted. Cell began a systematic destruction of the islands, turning the landscape to ash to flush out Android 18. To counter this, Krillin received an emergency stop controller from Bulma, built from the Android blueprints. One day—one year inside—passed.
"The Hyperbolic Time Chamber!" Rock Lee exclaimed, his eyes burning with youth. "A year of training in a single day? That is the ultimate shortcut for hard work!"
"If we had that in the Marines," Garp grumbled, "I would have put Roger in Impel Down years earlier."
Even powerhouses from high-tier fantasy worlds were stunned. A realm that manipulated the laws of Time and Space so casually was a treasure beyond reckoning. It was the ultimate forge for a protagonist.
"Could it be?" Daigo wondered aloud. "Has Vegeta achieved Super Saiyan 2 inside that room? Is he about to crush Cell?"
Inside his spaceship, Vegeta let out a raucous, confident laugh. "Hahaha! It must be! I have surpassed that low-class clown Kakarot! I will be the first to reach the next level—Super Saiyan 2!"
"Don't be so sure, Vegeta," Frieza's voice cut through the chat, dripping with venomous amusement. "Cell isn't even 'Perfect' yet. It's a bit early for a grand finale, don't you think? Be careful not to let your pride trip you up again."
The screen flickered, the golden light of a new transformation beginning to bleed through the edges of the frame. The true power of a Saiyan evolved was about to be revealed.