Dragon Ball: I became Cell at the beginning?

"Then how can I achieve Super Android 4? I can't give myself another tail!"

Cell was a little distressed, hugging his chest with his hands, rubbing his chin with his fingers slightly hooked, and thinking of various ways, he felt a unique pressure.

This pressure made his skin feel the sharpness of it.

"This is........Trunks?" Cell looked up into the distance with a hint of doubt.

Trunks, who had transformed into a Super Saiyan 2, had his eyes closed and was holding the sword tightly. Strands of white light were constantly swirling on the sword, and a fierce aura was emanating from it. His long golden hair, which had been golden for three years, was constantly fluttering in the air, and his clothes were rustling in the wind.

The air seemed to be frozen, and with Trunks' breathing, the aura on the sword became more and more magnificent.

""Buzz, buzz, buzz!"

A loud sword sound resounded throughout the space. In an instant, the white light continued to grow larger and swirled around Trunks, forming a vortex that surrounded him.

"Huh~"

Trunks opened his eyes suddenly, two rays of light shone from them, the muscles in his hands tensed, his legs suddenly expanded, and the breath of his whole body reached its peak at this moment.

""Break!"

Trunks uttered with a sneer, and thrust the sword in his hand forward fiercely. An astonishing sword light shone out and smashed into the space wall.

"Bang!"

Instantly, a small hole appeared in the space, and a strong white light instantly shone and stirred, like broken glass, cracks continued to spread, forming a spider web in the air.

"Wow! That's good!"Sharu's eyes lit up, and he looked at this scene with some appreciation. This sword move was very powerful, otherwise it wouldn't have broken through the alien space wall in an instant.

It was just a little small, and it was estimated that it couldn't even pass through one person's hand, let alone two people.

""Hah!"

Trunks raised his hands violently, preparing to flick upwards, but suddenly at this moment, the white light suddenly dissipated, and the whole person suddenly paused, and the movement of his hands came to an abrupt stop.

""Hoo~Hoo~"

Trunks instantly fell to his knees, sweat dripping down his face. He looked like he was exhausted, and he couldn't maintain his Super Saiyan transformation. His long golden hair returned to its original color.

"Swoosh!"

Cell took a light step and instantly appeared beside Trunks, with a golden light flashing in his hand, and hit Trunks fiercely.

""Puff!"

The golden light instantly covered Trunks, replenishing a large amount of energy in his body.

"Ha! Uncle Cell! You have finished your training. Have you become stronger?" Trunks was delighted and felt his body was full of strength again.

"Not bad! It's just the best in the universe!" Cell's mouth curled up, and his whole face showed a proud expression.

"However, why has your aura improved so slowly in the past three years? Logically, you should have become much stronger!"

Cell frowned and stared at Trunks with his purple eyes.

""Ah! This is because I was inspired by Uncle Cell, so I spent almost the past three years studying swordsmanship, so I fell behind in the practice of aura."

Trunks smiled, scratched his head, and said with his head down.

"Ha! What did I inspire you to do? How come I didn't know?"A big red question mark suddenly appeared on Cell's head, and he put his hands on Trunks' shoulders and said loudly

"Forehead.......Uncle Shalu, didn’t you tell me that the gods fly with swords, and that sword immortals kill people invisibly and with great killing power, and that sword practitioners must have a sword heart and sword intent, so that the power of sword practitioners can be reflected?"

"And I feel that the world you describe, Uncle Cell, is very exciting?"

Trunks became more and more excited as he spoke, and he broke free from Cell's hands and began to demonstrate to Cell how to fly with a sword, wield a sword, and condense his breath into sword energy and swing it out on an open space at the side. Cell was stunned and a little confused.

"No, I just said that and you really figured it out?"

Cell's mouth twitched slightly, and he began to ask,"Trunks, how did you research all this, can you tell me about it?"

"Of course!" Trunks stopped swinging his sword and began to explain one by one.

"First of all, it is flying with a sword. This is the simplest. You just need to be able to control your breath skillfully and keep the sword close to your feet to achieve the point of flying with a sword. This is the coolest move I think."

"Swordmanship is not difficult. The principle is similar to the air control you taught me before, Uncle Cell. Just separate a little air, gather it on the sword, and then control it."

"At this time, use the breath condensation skill you learned before to form a sword, condense the breath into a sword blade, so that it will be extremely sharp."

"I have been studying and pondering those techniques for a long time...........Anyway, whatever looks good is fine."

"How about it! Uncle Cell, do you understand?" Trunks blinked his big blue eyes and said

"Oh! I understand, I almost understand, hahahaha, Trunks, you are really a genius!"

Cell raised his head and laughed wildly, his laughter was deafening, and his body couldn't help shaking.

It seems that in the future, I have to tell Trunks more about the tricks and stories in fantasy novels and immortal novels!

This little guy's ability to combine imagination with practical application is really amazing. Just through imagination and description, he has created so many tricks in just three years, which is really amazing.

This can't help but remind him of the scene after Sun Wutian and Trunks transformed into Gotenks in the original work. Those tricks should also be thought of by these two little brats, all of which are weird and strange.

Especially the trick that can summon ghosts, the power is quite powerful, and each ghost actually has its own independent consciousness, which is amazing.

While thinking, Cell patted Trunks on the shoulder.

Trunks shouted excitedly:"Am I a genius? Uncle Cell finally praised me!"

"Yes, you are a genius, but I think we should go out. Staying here too long may not be a good thing."

"Ah! Didn't you say that too, Uncle Cell? If I can't break the space, I can't leave. What's the point of breaking it just now?"

Trunks' eyes widened, and he looked at Cell with some confusion.

""Pah!"

Cell slapped Trunks on the head and shouted,"You have to learn to use it flexibly. I can give you some energy. You are already so old. Add the time you have spent here, and you are 16 years old now. You have to use the thinking of an adult."

"If that doesn't work, I can pull out your tail. You can choose one! Or both!"............