Kryptonians: Man of Steel

Chapter 1710 Evenly Matched?

boom----!
An invisible wave of destruction spread wildly at supersonic speeds, and wherever it passed, the earth did not crack, but was directly vaporized.

Accompanying this destruction was an even more terrifying inward collapsing force, as if a hole had been punched through space itself, frantically drawing everything around it out.

After the annihilation of the soul-shaking energy subsided slightly, the once flat wilderness had disappeared, replaced by a hemispherical crater with a diameter of over 100 meters and smooth, mirror-like edges.

The pit is over ten meters deep. The bottom of the pit is no longer soil or rock, but a kind of colorful yet dark and eerie glass-like crystal formed after being melted at unimaginable high temperatures and then rapidly cooled at extremely low temperatures. It still emits wisps of smoke and residual heat waves.

At the center of the energy collision, there was a moment of absolute stillness, as if even the air itself had frozen.

For the first time, Fat Buu's expression, which always carried a hint of childlike confusion and nonchalance, disappeared from his round, pink face.

He tilted his head slightly, which had no obvious neck, and the look of pure amusement in his small black bean eyes faded, replaced by a clear curiosity and a trace of... seriousness that even he himself might not have noticed.

His gaze was fixed on the figure in front of him, covered in green spots and with insect-like wings.

Cell's signature cold smile, radiating absolute superiority, also disappeared.

His eyes flashed a few times with a scarlet light, as if a high-performance computer was frantically processing data that exceeded expectations.

Within their bodies, the cells belonging to those proud, fighting races—especially the Saiyans—seemed to begin trembling uncontrollably with excitement, sending out a long-lost signal called "danger" and "challenge."

His casually waved energy blast, powerful enough to wipe a mountain range off the map, was completely neutralized by this seemingly comical and harmless pink fat man with a similarly casual energy wave.

The instantaneous feedback from the energy collision told him that this was not a trick, nor was it a matter of elemental counteraction, but a real, head-on confrontation at the energy level!

"interesting……"

Cell's deep mutterings were exceptionally clear on the silent ruins, carrying a hint of surprise, but more so, a spark of ignited interest.

He realized that the "Cell Game," which was prepared for his reign over the world, might have a completely unexpected, even surprising, warm-up opponent before it was officially announced to the world.

This was much more interesting than the boring opening scene of crushing ants that I had expected.

Hiding behind a giant rock that had miraculously survived in the distance, the magician Babidi was far more astonished than Cell.

His big, round eyes almost popped out of their sockets, and his thin fingers scratched his bald scalp in disbelief.

"No...impossible! How could a lowly planet like Earth have a powerful being capable of withstanding a single blow from Majin Buu?"

Babidi's voice was high-pitched and filled with confusion. His magic, which relied on energy perception, was now clearly telling him that the light contained within that green guy was intense and enormous, no less powerful than Majin Buu, whom he had painstakingly unsealed!

Cell suppressed the surging fighting spirit within him, and with the inquisitive mindset of discovering a new species, he asked, his voice carrying his unique, multi-toned magnetic hue: "Hey, fatso. Who are you?"

His biocomputer core was operating at high speed, retrieving all the data on powerful beings that Dr. Gro had entered, whether from Earth, Namek, or Frieza's army, but he couldn't find any information that matched the pink creature in front of him.

This sparked his genuine curiosity—was it Earth's hidden ultimate weapon?
Or is it a visitor from some unknown universe?
However, this question struck a nerve with Fat Buu. "Buu isn't a big fat guy!"

Fat Buu was like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, and he got angry instantly.

His round cheeks flushed even redder with anger, like ripe fruit.

More noticeably, the mountain peak on his head, which resembled a vent, and the holes in his arms, suddenly spewed out white, high-temperature gas with a "popping" sound, like a pressure cooker about to explode.

His childlike mindset made him particularly sensitive to the word "fat," especially when he realized that the other party was a "tough nut to crack" and that he might not be able to crush the other party as easily as he had crushed the toys before. This feeling of being offended only added fuel to the fire.

"puff--!"

Before the sound of the exhaled air had completely dissipated, the next moment, Majin Buu's spherical body had vanished from its original spot.

Without any afterimage or sonic boom, it was as if space itself had undergone a seamless splicing and replacement, and he had already appeared less than a meter in front of Cell!
Such an astonishing speed caused Cell's pupils to shrink slightly.

But at this moment, his confidence was at its peak. As a perfect life form that combines thousands of excellent genes, especially after confirming that he had surpassed the limit of the "complete form" calculated by Dr. Gro's computer, a belief that "I am the only one who is supreme in heaven and earth" filled his core.

Avoid its sharp edge?

nonexistent!

On this planet, and even in this universe, all living beings should fear him and flee from his power!

"Well done!"

Cell sneered inwardly, his fighting instincts already driving his body to react.

Without dodging or avoiding, he clenched his right fist, and the muscle fibers in his arm and the bio-armor instantly coordinated their power, tearing through the air with a sharp whistling sound, directly slamming into the pink, round fist that was also coming at Fat Buu!

boom! !

A dull, muffled bang, completely unlike the sound of flesh colliding, exploded.

The moment Cell's fists clashed, he immediately sensed something was wrong.

His fist, harder than alloy and capable of piercing through the armor of an interstellar warship, indeed struck its target squarely.

But the feedback was extremely strange—it didn't feel like hitting solid muscle or bone, but rather like hitting a special colloid that was elastic and extremely resilient.

Fat Buu's seemingly soft fist dented and deformed inwards with astonishing force the instant it made contact with Cell's hard fist, like a lump of dough being pressed down.

However, this "softness" does not mean fragility.

Cell clearly felt that his terrifying power, capable of shattering stars, was being strangely buffered, dispersed, and absorbed layer by layer and wave by wave as it invaded the opponent's fist!
(End of this chapter)