Chapter 212: The Terrifying Power of Satan

"He threw off his cape, and next... he took away the championship belt that represents glory!" said the host excitedly.

"Dear audience, the time has come. The Cell Games are about to begin. This game will determine the fate of the world. Our hero is Mr. Satan, the unrivaled champion. I have been looking forward to this game."

Satan slowly put his hand into his clothes.

"Huh? Mr. Satan, what's going on... He seems to be taking something out." The host reported to viewers around the world with great confusion.

Then Satan took out a universal capsule from his clothes and threw it on the ground.

"It's a universal capsule. Mr. Satan took out a universal capsule. Ah, it's a travel bag. There is a big travel bag hidden inside the universal capsule. So what's in the bag?" The host watched Satan's actions and continued.

Then Satan unzipped the travel bag and cut out the contents.

"It's tiles. The bag is full of tiles, and Mr. Satan stacked the tiles very carefully." The host shouted excitedly.

"This... wait a minute, he is doing this... no way?..." Yamcha said in disbelief when he saw this scene.

"Oh my God!" Krillin couldn't bear to watch it anymore and covered his eyes with his hands. He felt too embarrassed to watch any longer. Satan was bringing shame to the human beings on Earth.

"Yoshi, it's done." Satan said with some pride. He had already arranged all the tiles in his bag.

“一共有……1、2、3……15，居然有15片！天呐，大家快看一下，15片瓦片摞的非常高。”主持人大哥十分惊讶的说道。

Afterwards, Satan calmed down and put on a very arrogant attitude.

"Mr. Satan is starting to concentrate. He's about to exert his strength. Everyone, please be quiet and don't disturb him." The host said nervously.

"Hah-ah-ah!" With a roar from Satan, he directly chopped down the 15 tiles with his palm.

Then, something happened that shocked everyone present. The 15 neatly arranged tiles were split by Satan, leaving only one.

The host and the photographer: What?! They actually broke 14 tiles!

Cell and others: What?! He actually split 14 tiles?

"Oh my God, there's only one tile left. It's... so amazing! What a powerful destructive force. Audience, 14 tiles, Mr. Satan shattered 14 tiles at once!" The host shouted excitedly at the camera.

After Satan finished chopping, he straightened his body, cold sweat kept coming out of his forehead, and he covered his palms and gasped heavily.

"Wow! Wow! Wow!"

"so amazing!"

"Mr. Satan is awesome!"

For a moment, audiences around the world who saw this scene cheered from the bottom of their hearts.

Sun Wukong and his companions just stared at Satan. For a moment, no one was willing to speak.

"This... Is it really okay for him and I to stand on the same stage?" Seeing this, Cell thought very uncomfortably.

"Hey! Cell! Look carefully at these tiles. This is what you will look like... in one minute." Satan pointed at the broken pieces he had created and spoke harshly to Cell with great pride.

There is no doubt that the photographer would not miss such a wonderful picture and showed Mr. Satan's majestic and heroic figure to people all over the world.

"Great! That's it. Defeat this monster."

"Mr. Satan is the savior of our human race!"

"Mr. Satan, Ole-ge!"

All of a sudden, even louder cheers resounded around the world like waves.

"It's so amazing. I'm completely moved by our hero, Mr. Satan." The host said excitedly.

"This scene is just as I expected. That's great. It's worth it that I set the automatic recording mode." Satan thought proudly.

"Cell, who boasted a lot, must be trembling with fear when facing the power of Mr. Satan! But even if he regrets it now, it's too late. People all over the world will not forgive him." The host shouted, foreshadowing the start of the game.

"Yoshi! Let's start!" Satan got into a fighting stance and shouted at Cell.

Satan was seen standing on the ground with his feet in a specific posture, his upper body slightly bent forward, and his hands in claw shape, all showing his power.

“Dear audience, the [Cell Games] that will decide the fate of the earth has finally begun. Mr. Satan, the champion of numerous world championships, will fight against Cell. The iron fist of justice is pointed at Cell who is killing innocent people indiscriminately.” The host also acted as a commentator at this time, but this commentary was very biased towards Satan.

"Satan! Satan! Satan!"

Countless voices rang out all over the world, just to cheer for the hero of mankind, Satan.

"The rules of the competition are not complicated. Anyone who falls off the ring, surrenders... or dies will be considered a loser. So if you can, just kill Cell directly!" The host was worried that some of the audiences around the world might not know the rules of the competition, so he began to explain them to the people watching on TV.

"Haaaaa——" With a roar from Satan, he suddenly exerted force with his feet. A huge piece of stone rose up under his feet. Satan's muscles were tense, and the veins on his exposed arms were bulging. He rushed towards Cell quickly.

Satan quickly came to Cell, then jumped up and kicked Cell in the face. Satan's kick was so fast that there was a faint sound of breaking through the air.

When Cell saw this, he seemed to be frightened. He stood there motionless and took Satan's flying kick head-on.

"Oh oh oh! Mr. Satan displayed his superb martial arts without hesitation, and his powerful kick hit Cell just right! Could it be that the winner has been decided so quickly?" the host shouted excitedly.

Immediately afterwards, Satan took advantage of the situation and attacked Cell with punches and kicks like raindrops. The sound of the fierce blows echoed throughout the entire arena.

Anyone who sees it will see a one-sided attitude.

"Wow, Mr. Satan launched continuous fierce attacks, but Cell didn't even have the chance to fight back. It's so powerful. He deserves to be our champion Satan!" said the host excitedly.