Dragon Ball: My power level has been maxed out

Sun Wukong was lying on his bed in the bedroom, pretending to be asleep, when he suddenly opened his eyes.

He sat up abruptly, ran quickly out of the room, pushed open the door, went into the courtyard, and gazed into the distance towards Xingcheng.

"Dad!" Gohan followed, his voice low, standing behind Goku.

"Whose aura is this?" Sun Wukong frowned deeply.

"It feels like Cell," Gohan guessed, a hint of uncertainty on his face. "But Dad, what's strange is, why does he have Frieza's aura... and it also seems to have Dad's aura!"

"Gohan, go back to sleep, Dad will be right back!" Goku made a quick decision and immediately placed his index and middle fingers on his forehead.

"Dad, I'll go with you," Son Gohan said hurriedly, stepping forward.

"Go back quickly, it must be very dangerous there." Sun Wukong shook his head, his gaze lingering on Sun Gohan's face for a moment, showing no intention of taking Sun Gohan with him.

"Shh!"

The next moment, Sun Wukong used Instant Transmission, and his figure disappeared from the spot in the blink of an eye.

……

Zoro naturally sensed the powerful aura emanating from Cell.

He turned his head away from the pillow, his gaze passing through the windowpane and landing in the direction of Xingcheng.

That energy diffused in the night sky, like ink spreading in water.

However, Solo also sensed Piccolo's presence.

The pure and righteous aura belonging to the gods and Piccolo's own fighting spirit merged together, like two streams of water of different colors flowing into the same river.

Since Piccolo is going to make a move, let him handle it himself.

Solo's gaze returned to the ceiling.

I can't stay on Earth forever and let Goku and Piccolo train properly. At least when I'm not around, they won't be wandering around aimlessly.

Solo felt that his appearance had disrupted the normal course of history, so he would not take action unless absolutely necessary.

"Delicious, so delicious."

Just as Solo lay on the bed and turned to look out the window, a slender hand reached out and placed on his chest.

His fingers were slightly curled, as if he were grasping at something.

Her lips moved, smacking her lips, as if she were having a sweet dream, perhaps eating something.

The girl next to him was number 18.

Her breathing was even and deep, her face buried next to Solo's shoulder.

Tonight, Solo is sleeping with Number 18 again.

Unfortunately, there's only one master bedroom available.

Solo and Number 18 both wanted the king-size bed, so they decided to try and grab it from the master bedroom at the same time.

And then the current situation occurred.

"What do you want to eat?" Solo turned his head, looked at her peaceful sleeping face, pinched Number 18's little mouth with his hand, and gently touched her lips with his fingertip.

"Mmm..." Number 18 let out a soft moan, her lips were pinched and pouted, and her brows furrowed slightly, but she did not wake up.

Her breathing paused for only a moment before returning to normal. She snuggled closer to Solo and fell asleep again.

Solo looked at her with admiration, his gaze sliding from her arched eyebrows to her slightly fluttering eyelashes, from her straight nose to her slightly pouting lips.

He smiled slightly, thinking that Number 18 looked quite good now, and even had a touch of cuteness.

Who would have thought that Number 18, who has a cool and aloof persona, also has such a cute and charming side?

His gaze lingered on her face for a while, then he gently released his fingers, lightly brushing her chin with his fingertips before pulling them back, resting his head on her head, and turning his gaze back to the night sky outside the window, which had been briefly illuminated by a dark green light.

Chapter 126 Cell: Zoro is clearly very strong, but his cells are very weak!

Star City.

The whole city was as quiet as a tomb.

The streetlights were still on, and the shop signs were still flashing, but the streets were deserted.

The wind blew by, swirling up a few scraps of paper and scattered clothes, which rolled across the asphalt road.

At this point, everyone in the city was absorbed by Cell, and the city became a ghost town.

“Piccolo, since you’ve come here to die, I won’t be polite!” Cell’s smile turned playful, his green tail swaying slowly behind him. “I want you to become my food right now.”

"How come you have the auras of Frieza and Goku on you? And Zoro's aura too!" Piccolo's voice grew deeper as he scanned Cell's body twice, trying to discern the energy mixed within him.

"Prepare to die!" Cell sneered, his tail tip slightly raised.

"Boom!"

Without further hesitation, Piccolo unleashed a tremendous burst of energy.

A burst of energy erupted from his body, causing the asphalt road beneath his feet to crack and sending gravel flying in all directions.

"Unfortunately, you've mistaken me for someone else!" Bick's lips curled into a slight smile.

"You've mistaken me for someone else? Aren't you Piccolo Daimaō?" Cell paused, his gaze lingering on Piccolo's face for a moment.

“Not bad.” Bick’s smile widened, his green fingers slowly spreading out at his side. “You’ve killed everyone in this city, which is exactly what I wanted.”

"What do you mean?" Cell was a little confused, his brows furrowing. "I don't understand what you're saying."

“Because that way, I can do whatever I want to you!” Piccolo said, reaching out his hand towards Cell’s body with his fingers spread wide.

"Boom!"

Without further hesitation, Piccolo unleashed a powerful burst of energy from his hand.

A beam of light shot out from his palm, accompanied by a hissing sound, and the energy quickly enveloped Cell's body.

With a deafening roar, the entire Star City instantly turned to dust.

The flames engulfed the streets and buildings, and the shockwaves spread wildly in all directions, sending rubble and dust flying into the air.

The once bustling city was reduced to a charred ruin in seconds, with only a few broken steel bars still standing in the smoke and dust.

Such a huge impact also affected Solo and others in hotels in remote areas at the time.

The whole hotel shook slightly, the windows vibrated with a buzzing sound, and the water glasses on the table wobbled a couple of times.

Number 17 suddenly woke up from his bed, sat up abruptly, and rushed to Solo's room. He raised his hand and knocked on the door, his voice urgent: "Wake up! There's an earthquake!"

Number 18 slowly woke up, her golden eyelashes trembling slightly.

She rubbed her eyes, blinked, and murmured, "What time is it?"

“It’s only five in the morning,” Solo replied, his gaze falling on the edge of the sky outside the window, illuminated by a dark green light. “Don’t be alarmed, it’s not an earthquake. It’s just that in a distant region, two powerful energies are fighting.”

"I see." Number 17 walked to the window, rested his elbows on the window frame, and looked into the distance. "Then tell me, who is fighting whom?"

"Cell and Piccolo, I suppose," Solo said with a slight smile, telling the truth.

“Cell? He fought Piccolo?” Android 17 frowned slightly, her gaze lingering for a moment on the distant horizon. “Could Piccolo be a match for him?”

“Yes.” Solo nodded.

Number 17 glanced back at Solo, his gaze lingering on his face for two seconds.

That's a pretty straightforward answer.

"Number 17, should we go over and take a look?" Number 18 had already sat up, straightened his collar, and asked hurriedly.

"There's no need for that. Let them fight." Number 17 slowly shook his head, turning his gaze back from the window. "In any case, they can't possibly be a match for us. Wouldn't it be better to use this time to enjoy life?"

"You're right!" Number 18 nodded in agreement, leaning closer to the pillow.

……

The battle between Piccolo and Cell has officially begun.

Smoke and dust filled the air above the ruins.

Broken steel bars and concrete fragments were scattered on the charred ground, and the air was filled with the smell of burning.

After releasing an energy flame that engulfed Cell, Cell was simply knocked to the ground by the powerful energy, his back hitting the ground.

But he quickly got up from the ground, stretched his shoulders, and dusted himself off. He wasn't seriously injured.

His gaze lingered on Bick for a moment, and the smile on his lips widened even further.

Piccolo rushed towards Cell's location, his green body flashing through the dust like a green lightning bolt, his right fist pulled back fully, green flames gathering on its surface.

Cell immediately stood up and, seeing Piccolo charging towards him, slammed his palm down, the force of the wind rushing towards Piccolo's face.

Piccolo immediately dodged Cell's attack, shifting his body to the side and turning his feet to get to Cell's side.

He kicked Cell in the buttocks with a flying kick, the sole of his foot making a dull thud as it landed on the green skin.

Sharu staggered forward two steps and nearly fell to the ground.

He turned around and glared at Bick fiercely, a hint of surprise in his eyes, and his face changed color slightly.

Bick gave him no chance to catch his breath and charged forward swiftly.

His body sprang up in front of Cell, delivering a powerful kick that landed squarely on Cell's chest, sending him soaring into the air.

Cell's body tumbled several times in the air, his limbs flailing wildly, before he finally managed to steady himself and slowly land on the ground.

"Hmph!" Cell snorted coldly, looking at Piccolo opposite him with a smile, his eyes filled with amusement.

"I thought you were something special, but it turns out this is all you're capable of!" Piccolo sneered, his green fingers clenching into a fist at his side.

“Not bad, Piccolo.” Cell smiled nonchalantly, a hint of composure in the curve of his lips. “You’ve been hiding your strength quite well! I didn’t expect your power to be comparable to Goku and the others.”

Bick's lips curled up, and his smile deepened.

“Although I am not yet a complete body,” Cell said again, his green tail swaying gently behind him.

"A complete body?" Piccolo was taken aback, his brows furrowing deeply as he asked in a deep voice, "So that's why you attacked humans?"

"Hmph! The essence of life is my energy!" Cell spoke slowly, the tip of his tail slightly raised.

"You've been following Number 17 and Number 18 all this time. What's your purpose?" Piccolo asked again, his green eyes lingering on Cell's face for a moment.