"So this is Hell…"
Son Goku and the others looked around cautiously, their brows tightening slightly.
"Hehehehe! Son Goku, that's right!"
"This is Hell!"
Dr. Myuu sneered coldly while staring at Goku.
The hatred he held toward Goku was enormous.
"That evil aura just now…"
"That strange energy…"
Goku scanned the surroundings again before finally locking his gaze onto Android 17.
He recognized him immediately.
This was the Android 17 from the future timeline—the one killed by Future Trunks.
Still—
An ominous feeling lingered in Goku's heart.
He just couldn't figure out exactly what felt wrong.
Before he could continue thinking—
Whoosh!
A powerful energy blast suddenly shot directly toward him.
Goku hurriedly dodged aside.
Then he looked toward the source of the attack.
The attacker was—
Cell.
"Son Goku!"
"You really do love spacing out during battle!"
Cell sneered.
"Did you seriously think you were the only one who could become stronger?!"
"I've been training in Hell all this time too!"
"And don't think you're the only one who knows how to increase your power!"
"RAAAAHHH!"
Cell roared and unleashed his aura.
Golden flames erupted around his body like a Super Saiyan transformation.
"Huh?"
Goku suddenly laughed.
"Feels like it's only been a little while since we last met."
"Did you already forget how to properly use Ki?"
"HAHHHH!!"
Goku's expression sharpened.
He clenched both fists and exploded with energy.
His power instantly soared.
Meanwhile—
Elsewhere in Hell.
Inside King Yemma's palace.
"What?!"
"That terrifying energy…"
"Could Goku and the others already be fighting?!"
King Yemma was currently hiding behind his desk like an ostrich.
Cold sweat poured down his face as he cautiously peeked upward.
"P-Probably…"
His subordinate answered uncertainly.
"In that case…"
"As King Yemma, I can't just sit here and do nothing!"
Yemma gritted his teeth.
Back on the battlefield—
Goku scratched his head awkwardly.
"Oops…"
"I think I used too much force."
Cell's expression froze briefly.
But soon he burst into excited laughter.
"Hahahaha!"
"Son Goku!"
"You've become even stronger again!"
"This makes me incredibly happy!"
"RAAAAHHH!"
"HAHHHH!"
The instant Cell finished speaking—
Both of them moved simultaneously.
"ATATATATATA!!!"
The two clashed fiercely in midair.
At first glance, the fight appeared evenly matched.
But anyone with decent eyesight could tell—
If Cell could only match Goku's base form…
Then he was absolutely nowhere near Super Saiyan Goku's level.
"Piccolo!"
"Let's kill Dr. Myuu and Dr. Gero first!"
Krillin suddenly proposed.
"Alright."
Piccolo nodded immediately.
Meanwhile—
Su Liuli quietly tugged on Zeru's sleeve.
"Dad…"
"This is so boring…"
"Mhm."
Zeru yawned lazily.
"It really is."
He casually glanced toward Goku and Cell's battle before shaking his head.
"At the current stage, Goku's still too weak."
"I thought about it carefully…"
"For the second Tournament of Power, I probably won't bring him along."
"Of course…"
"If he improves again, then maybe."
"Dad! What about me?!"
Su Liuli's eyes instantly lit up.
"I'm already strong enough!"
"I can definitely be a proper fighter now!"
"You really want to fight?"
Zeru glanced sideways at his daughter with an amused smile.
"Girls shouldn't be too violent."
"Otherwise…"
"How are you supposed to date or get married in the future?"
"Hmph!"
"I'm never dating!"
"And I definitely won't get married either!"
Su Liuli raised her chin proudly.
"I'm going to stay by Dad's side forever!"
"I'll be Dad's sweet little padded jacket forever!"
"Hahahahaha!"
Zeru immediately burst into laughter.
Honestly—
His selfish side truly didn't want his precious daughter ending up with another man.
More importantly—
He genuinely believed no man in existence was worthy of his little princess.
"Alright, alright."
"I'll definitely bring my little princess to the second Tournament of Power."
Zeru gently rubbed her head.
"But battles between Gods of Destruction wouldn't mean much to you."
"Forget the Gods of Destruction…"
"Even Angels aren't your opponents anymore."
"So when the time comes…"
"You can just sit back and watch Dad fight the Grand Priest."
"Okay!"
Su Liuli nodded obediently.
"Dad will definitely beat the Grand Priest until he's crawling on the ground!"
"Hahaha!"
Zeru laughed again.
But immediately afterward—
His eyes narrowed slightly.
Saying that was one thing.
Actually fighting the Grand Priest was another entirely.
Even now, Zeru still couldn't accurately gauge the Grand Priest's true strength.
Only after they truly fought would he understand.
"Still…"
"The Grand Priest might indeed be unbelievably powerful."
"But I'm not weak either."
"I possess the 100% weakening attribute effect."
"As long as I'm not instantly one-shot…"
"I can definitely wear him down."
Thinking about it made Zeru feel rather helpless.
Imagine being the Grand Priest's teacher—
Yet still worrying about whether you could beat your own student.
That really was…
A little embarrassing.
"Hah."
"If I'd trained for as many years as he has…"
"Forget one Grand Priest."
"Even ten, a hundred, or a thousand Grand Priests combined wouldn't stand a chance against me."
Zeru shook his head, no longer bothering to dwell on it.
Then he turned his attention back to the battlefield.
Cell had already been defeated.
But his face remained filled with disbelief.
Clearly—
He had never expected Goku to become so powerful that he didn't even need Super Saiyan to beat him.
"Dr. Myuu and Dr. Gero are dead now."
"That only leaves Hell Fighter 17 and Cell…"
"Oh right."
"And Frieza."
Zeru frowned again.
"Where exactly did Frieza go?"
He still couldn't sense Frieza's energy anywhere.
Suddenly—
A possibility emerged in his mind.
"Could Frieza have already escaped Hell…"
"…and returned to Earth?"
A strange expression appeared on Zeru's face.
Which meant—
Frieza might already possess the ability to freely leave Hell on his own.
And perhaps…
He truly had already achieved the Golden Frieza form.
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