Dragon Ball: My power level has been maxed out

Number 17 struggled violently, his hands gripping the edge of the trumpet mouth tightly, his fingers digging into the green skin, trying to pull it off his head, but he couldn't budge it no matter what he did.

"It's no use." Cell's smile widened, and the suction from his tail began to come.

"Crack! Crack!"

Just then, Cell suddenly felt someone tapping him on the shoulder.

The force was light, the rhythm steady, like greeting an acquaintance on the street.

Cell was annoyed that his good time had been interrupted, and he turned to look to the side.

“Zoro?” Cell was taken aback, his green eyes falling on the person standing beside him.

"boom!"

Solo didn't waste any words. He pulled his right fist back fully and then slammed it out.

The fist struck Cell precisely in the side of his face.

Cell's cheeks were smashed and twisted, and his body flew backward like a cannonball.

His body tumbled dozens of times in the air, his arms and legs flailing wildly, before he finally managed to steady himself a few dozen meters away, hovering at a low altitude.

Cell stared down at Solo, a clear fist mark on his green face, his expression growing increasingly sinister.

"Hmph, Zoro, you really are a busybody!" Cell rubbed his sore cheek, his gaze sharp as two knives as he glared at Zoro.

"Solo, what are you doing?" Number 17 sat up from the ground, brushed the dust off his head, and asked quickly, "Are you planning to fight him?"

“Yeah, we can’t just stand by and watch you and Android 18 get absorbed by him, can we?” Solo smiled slightly, then lowered his voice, turned slightly to the side, and whispered to Android 17, “To be honest, I quite like Android 18.”

Number 17's lips twitched, and he froze for a moment, his gaze lingering on Solo's face for half a second.

Is now the time to confess my feelings?

No... even if you're going to confess, you should confess to number 18.

Why are you saying things like that to me?

“After all, you’re number 18’s younger brother, right?” Solo added, his tone frank.

"That's true..." Number 17's voice lowered, his gaze returning to the floating figure in the distance, "But that guy is very powerful!"

"With his meager strength, he's nothing but a fart in front of me," Solo said with a bright smile.

"What...what did you say?" Number 17 was stunned, his pupils dilating slightly.

"Zoro, you're quite the braggart!" Cell hovered low in the air, smiled contemptuously, and looked coldly at Solo. "I know your strength perfectly well."

"Oh? Is that so?" Solo was slightly taken aback, then adopted an attentive tone. "Tell me more."

“Your cells are inside my body,” Cell scoffed, crossing his arms. “But your cells have played a negligible role in my body. The power boost they give me is at most the same level you had during your fight with Vegeta. On the contrary, Goku’s and Vegeta’s cells, as well as Cooler’s cells, greatly enhance my strength.”

"So?" Solo gestured for Cell to continue.

“Need I say more?” Cell chuckled. “You’re the weakest of them all.”

"Oh? Is that so?" Solo nodded thoughtfully, rubbing his chin twice with his fingers.

"While you were indeed very strong when Vegeta and Nappa arrived on Earth," Cell said with a playful smile, "you've become outdated over time, Zoro!"

"What you said seems to make a lot of sense," Solo said with a slight smile.

"Since you want to die, then I'll grant your wish!" Cell said, his body swooping down from the sky at a speed like a falling green meteorite.

His right fist clenched, and he slammed it down, green flames gathering on the surface of his fist, heading straight for Solo's head.

"Snapped!"

Solo simply raised his right hand, extended one finger, and pointed it in the direction from which Cell's fist would fall.

A crisp sound was produced the moment the fist and fingertips collided.

Cell's fist stopped at Solo's fingertips, unable to advance even an inch further.

His body was suspended in mid-air, his arms taut, but no force was transmitted down.

Cell's expression froze instantly, his pupils contracted sharply, and his body swayed.

"What?" Cell was stunned, looking at Solo in disbelief.

His gaze moved from the index finger to Solo's calm face, then back to the finger, as if to confirm whether he had seen wrong.

Number 17 and Number 18 stared wide-eyed, looking at the absurd scene with utter astonishment.

Solo actually caught Cell's full-force attack with just one finger.

Their mouths were slightly open, and their eyes darted back and forth between the finger and Cell's fist, which was frozen in mid-air.

How can this be?

"With this little strength, you think you can be presumptuous in front of me?" Solo chuckled lightly, his tone indifferent.

He raised his outstretched hand and slapped her across the face.

"boom!"

Cell's cheek caved in from Solo's slap, and he spun rapidly through the air like a spinning top.

His body tumbled several times in the air before crashing headfirst onto the asphalt road, rolling dozens of times before finally coming to rest under a dead tree by the roadside.

Numbers 17 and 18 stood there, instantly stunned.

The two exchanged a glance, then looked at Solo simultaneously, their eyes filled with shock and confusion.

Has Zoro become that much stronger than Cell?

So, this guy has been following us, pretending to be weak while actually being strong?

With a smile on his face, Solo walked up to Cell and looked down at him.

"You...you...you..." Cell lay on the ground, looking up at Solo standing in front of him, staring at him in astonishment, rubbing his eyes in disbelief.

"destroy!"

A purplish-red dot of light condensed at Solo's fingertip.

The light wasn't bright, but it exuded a chilling aura, as if even the surrounding air was slightly distorted.

He flicked his finger, and the point of light flew out silently, striking Cell precisely at the base of his tail.

"Snapped!"

In the blink of an eye, Cell's tail vanished into nothingness, disappearing completely.

Not even a single fragment remained, as if it had been wiped off the face of the earth.

Cell lay on the ground, turned his head, and stared wide-eyed at the base of his empty tail.

"what"

Cell let out screams like a pig being slaughtered, the sound echoing across the empty highway.

His body curled up on the ground, his hands covering the spot where the base of his tail had disappeared, his face contorted almost grotesquely.

"That's good now. Your tail is gone, so you can't absorb Androids 17 and 18 anymore, right?" Solo's lips curled up, and his smile became even brighter.

Cell looked down at the spot where his tail had disappeared, a look of horror appearing in his eyes.

Seeing this, both No. 17 and No. 18 breathed a long sigh of relief.

The two exchanged a glance, their eyes filled with a sense of relief.

Solo is right. This way Cell won't be able to absorb them. Without their tails, how can he absorb them?

Cell gritted his teeth and got up from the ground, his legs still feeling a little weak.

He took two steps back, snorted coldly at Solo, his green face filled with resentment.

"What? What are you laughing at?" Solo asked calmly.

"Don't you know I have Piccolo's cells in my body?" Cell grinned smugly, a forced smile spreading across his face. "He can regenerate! So..."

As he spoke, Cell attempted to regenerate his tail.

He closed his eyes and focused on the wound at the base of his tail.

The skin there twitched slightly, then returned to calm.

It twitched again, but still didn't change.

A few seconds later.

Cell stared wide-eyed at his vanished tail in disbelief.

It was bare there; nothing grew there.

"What's going on? Why can't my tail regenerate?" Cell was stunned, feeling like he was seeing a ghost.

"Snapped!"

Solo strode forward, his steps light as if he were taking a walk.

His hand reached out, fingers spread, and grabbed Cell's left arm, his fingers digging into the muscle and tightening like a vise.

"Y-you...what do you want to do?" Cell was shocked and tried to pull back, but the hand held him firmly in place, preventing him from moving.

"Crack!"

Without wasting any words, Solo forcefully ripped Cell's left arm off his shoulder.

Green fluid splattered from the broken surface, dripping onto the asphalt like drops of thick paint.

"what"

Cell let out another painful howl, this time louder than before, his body trembling violently in agony.

He staggered two steps back to the roadside, clutching his severed arm with one hand and gasping for breath.

"Now, try to see if you can regenerate it?" Solo smiled mockingly, tilted his head, his gaze lingering for a moment on Cell's severed arm before casually tossing it aside.

Chapter 130 Bardos: Do you know how much I miss you?

"Ahhhh!"

Sharu let out screams that echoed across the empty highway.