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A little more than 20 minutes remain until the start of the Cell Games,
which will determine the fate of the Earth.
Perhaps fearing being caught in the crossfire,
there are no spectators in the area.
As you can see, Cell is standing in the middle of the ring,
not budging one inch.
There is still no sign of our hero, Satan,
who has come forward to put down Cell.
Oh, is that car...?
Oh, it is Satan, all right!
Mister Satan has arrived!
Oh, he is facing the camera, and raising his fist high!
He is meeting the enthusiastic gaze of the people of the world!
Oh, wow! Mister Satan is already declaring his victory!
That's Satan for you-- the combat sports champion of the world!
Not even Cell appears able to contain his discomposure
at the sight of the strongest man on Earth!
Who is that trash?
And so, 15 minutes remain until the start of the Cell Games!
Cell vs. Satan! In my personal estimation,
Satan has a slight lead over Cell!
The brave, majestic figure he strikes swells our anticipation of victory!
Dokkan Dokkan We're in luck
Dokkan Dokkan Paradise
The Genki Dama bursts away
Go Go Let's do it
There's a wriggling, mysterious energy
I won't hold back, just you watch
I'll protect you with my life
Turn your courage to love into strength
We'll overcome crises with carry-through spirit
The tougher your opponent is, the greater the excitement
Dokkan Dokkan We're in luck
Dokkan Dokkan Now's our chance
Whooshing along on the lucky wind
Dokkan Dokkan We're in luck
Dokkan Dokkan Tomorrow, as well
Your soul already knows the answer
Dragon Soul!
"Satan's Crew on the Loose! The Curtain Rises on the Cell Games."
Oh, my! Satan is already preparing to enter the ring!
There are still another 12 minutes until it begins,
but he is raring to go!
Just what you'd expect from the most depended-upon man in the world!
C-Could he be telling us to come down there?
Th-This is quite... um... well...
A-All right! Let's go!
We are pros, as well! Let's allow everyone to see how brave we are!
Besides, above all else,
Mister Satan is down there, so we may rest easy!
P-Please take a close look at this image of overwhelming urgency.
Right now, the bravest announcer in the world is approaching
the very ring that will determine the fate of the world!
So, um...
Should we come up into the ring, as well?
I am here with you. Relax.
V-Very well...
W-What do you have to say, Mister Satan? What is your current mindset?
I feel pity for Cell, as his calculations were so far off.
I doubt he realized that there existed anyone in the world as strong as I am.
After shooting off his big fat mouth like he has,
it's too late for him now to even say he's sorry.
Listen to me, Cell! I've long since seen right through you!
The way you destroyed the army from Metro Central
was just a big trick using bombs!
But something like that isn't going to work against me!
H-He's pretending he can't hear you.
I've struck him where it hurts, and now he's quaking in his boots!
Well then, let's stick our tongues out at him!
And I'll throw in a fanny-smacking!
Maybe it'd be okay for him to get killed.
And some forehead smack-ums!
H-Huh...?
Is something the matter?
W-What exactly is that?
Vegeta, in spite of everything, you came, after all.
And I bet you've improved your game.
U-Um, an unusual man just appeared.
I-It almost seemed like he flew here...
It's a trick.
He couldn't possibly be thinking of entering the Cell Games, too, could he?
Let's go ahead and ask him.
Um, who might you be?
If you're here to watch, it's awfully dangerous to be so close.
Get lost, and don't ever talk to me again.
That guy is just a bit of a head case, isn't he?
His hairstyle is funny, too.
Those types are more trouble than anything when they get in the way.
Okay, in just five more minutes,
with the attention of the world focused on it,
the Cell Games, which will decide the Earth's fate, will get underway!
As predicted, the only man here who is prepared to fight Cell is Mister Satan!
But then again, that's only natural.
Mister Satan is the essential combat sports champion.
He alone will be more than sufficient!
I-It seemed like he flew here, too.
He's using tricks, too.
This is a surprise. No. 16, huh?
Who knew you still existed?
And what's more, your injuries are repaired, aren't they?
Bulma and Bulma's father are the only ones who could have repaired that robot.
Can't they leave well enough alone?
C-Cell just mumbled something, didn't he?
Could he know that man?
Who knows? In any case, he doesn't look so tough.
So you've finally come, Son Goku.
I've been expecting you.
L-Look, up there...
What?
I see them! Down there!
All right, let's go!
Here they come, filing in.
Th-They all looked like they flew here.
I-It looks like that trick is in vogue.
Welcome, all of you.
No. 16!
You're all fixed?
I wanted to express my gratitude.
Thank you, Kuririn. Thanks to you, I'm all better.
Yeah, huh? Good for you.
Good luck to us all.
Son Goku, I was built to kill you.
Do not forget that.
He's sure a gloomy Gus, ain't he?
They're paying me no attention.
Now then...
I think I'll fight him first.
We don't need to lead off with you, Goku-san.
Is that okay, Vegeta?
Suit yourself. Either way, I will be the one who finishes the job.
D-Don't go determining the order all on your own!
U-Um, by any chance,
are you fellows planning to fight in the Cell Games?
That's right. Not all of us, though.
That's enough of your horsing around! This is not a game!
You don't understand anything!
You're the one who doesn't understand.
This is a surprise. To think that there are still some ignorant yokels
who don't know Mister Satan, the world's number-one combat sportsman!
Mister Satan is the world combat sports title-holding champion!
He is the strongest man in the world!
Goku, it's all right. Let him go first.
O-Okay, sure.
It is time.
I don't care who is first.
Naturally, that's me. Of course it's me.
Don't, Goku. Those guys won't listen to what you say.
I can't do nothing.
You're gonna get killed. If you want my advice, don't do this.
Hey, cameraman, get a shot of that dimwit over there.
Right.
I just heard the voice of all the world in my ears, saying "good grief."
Does this man realize what he just said to Mister Satan?
Of all the things to say!
"You're gonna get killed. If you want my advice, don't do this."
That's what he said!
It's for reasons like this that these amateur bumpkins are such a pain.
After everything that we've told them,
they still do not realize who Mister Satan is.
What a pain in the neck these guys are.
--It looks like him. --Sir?
That man looks like him.
The boy that once upon a time saved us from Piccolo Daimao.
But his eye and hair color were different.
I guess it's not him.
Then again, that man there concerns me.
L-Looking at him, I can't help but think it's Piccolo Daimao.
Look, it's okay. Let the fool do what he wants to.
Even if he's killed, he can come back to life with the Dragon Balls.
Oh, brother, what's the use?
Ah, it looks like they've finally come around.
But then, it's only obvious.
I wonder if he realizes that his life has just been spared.
Mister Satan appeared to be annoyed by that clueless bunch.
He has collected himself, and the match is underway again!
One moment please, Master!
Oh...?
W-What's that?
A mysterious group has shown up before Mister Satan!
Who on earth could they be?
The greatest beauty in the world, Caroni the Swift!
The greatest strongman in the world, Piroshiki the Mighty!
I-It would appear that these two are acquaintances of Mister Satan.
Allow me to explain.
These two are Mister Satan's first and second pupils,
and next to the warrior who boasts the greatest speed and power in the world,
they are the second- and third-best warriors.
O-ho, that is amazing.
And I am his beautiful manager, Pizza.
Master, there is no need for you to soil your hands
over an amateur like this.
Hmm, you may be right.
You take him.
Oh! These two top pupils have clearly declared
that they will defeat Cell in Mister Satan's place!
Now there are even more idiots.
And so, the Cell Games, with the fate of the Earth at stake,
have now begun!
The rules are simple: If you fall out of the ring, you lose;
if you give up, you lose; and if you die, you also lose.
Are you afraid? Listen, you will only suffer for a brief moment.
Beautiful Rose Flying Attack!!
Whoa, it's a super jump!
I'll finish you in one shot.
W-What exactly happened here?
I-I'm sure he must have just jumped too high.
I will defeat Cell!
S-Such tremendous power!
W-What awesome strength!
Piroshiki won't make the same sort of mistake that Caroni did.
Whoa, Piroshiki launches into a mad dash!
I-I give up!
W-What exactly happened?
A trick.
He's set up tricks inside the ring of combat, as well. The coward!
However, I am going to unveil his tricks!
And so, bearing anger over the foul play dealt to his disciples,
Mister Satan once again enters the ring!
He takes off his cape...
...and now, he has removed his championship belt of honor!
And so, our hero, Mister Satan, at last takes the stage!
This match is to determine the fate of the Earth,
and our world combat sports champion, Mister Satan,
favored us with a most reassuring comment
that he had been looking forward to this day.
Oh? Mister Satan has produced something from his breast pocket.
It is a capsule. He has taken out a capsule.
Oh, it is a bag. A colossal bag has come out of the capsule.
Now then, inside the bag...
Roofing tiles!
There are roofing tiles inside!
Mister Satan is carefully stacking the roofing tiles.
Aw, geez...
Hey, now, you don't suppose...
The number... is an amazing 15! 15 of them!
He has stacked the roofing tiles 15 high!
And now, he focuses himself mentally.
Mister Satan is concentrating his power.
Let's remain quiet for the moment.
And one tile remains!
Still, this is amazing! What devastating power!
14 tiles! 14 tiles have been smashed to tiny pieces!
Y-Yow-w-w...
That was awesome, Satan!
He's a bona fide idiot.
Cell! Take a look at these shattered tiles!
In one minute... this is how you're going to look.
Satan...! Satan...! Satan...!
It's electrifying! That's our world hero, Satan!
I am now enormously moved!
Nailed it! I just nailed the hell out of it!
Sure enough, I'm glad I set up the machine to record this morning.
He is scared! For all of his big talk,
after seeing Mister Satan's devastating force just now,
Cell has no choice but to be scared!
However, it's too late for apologies now!
The people of the world will not forgive Cell for his crimes!
All right, bring it!
And now, Mister Satan adopts a total fighting posture!
The world combat sport championship title holder,
head and shoulders above the rest, Mister Satan versus Cell!
After taking so many people's lives,
the iron fist of justice now bursts forth against Cell!
Now, Mister Satan, if possible,
we hope you will beat Cell by killing him!
Ah! There it is! Satan leads off with a huge move!
His Dynamite Kick rips into Cell!
Has this contest already been decided?!
Oh! Satan does not let up on his attacks!
It's a flurry of blows! Cell receives a flurry of blows!
He is powerless to stop them!
Such strength! Strength beyond strength!
That's our champion, Satan!
--Now to finish you! --Buzz off.
"Bam!"
--Huh? --Whew...
To be honest, I was kind of rooting for Cell just now.
Sheesh, he's still alive?
It looks like even Cell is reluctant to kill someone like that.
H-He has landed outside of the ring.
Um... Satan... has lost...
Now, let's hurry up and get the Cell Games started.
Who will go first?
Son Goku, you'd have to go first, right?
Yeah, that's right.
Thanks for waiting.
At last, Goku and Cell face each other down.
The curtain rises on the ultimate showdown, the Cell Games!
Flap your wings ever more mightily,
ever more swiftly
Once someone starts running,
they can even fly through the air
Just ride along on the winds of courage
that start blowing within your heart
and before you know it,
your body will start to float
The drive you have to try will be your wings
Flap your wings ever more mightily,
ever more swiftly
Anyone who kicks off from the ground
can even fly through the air
Heya! I'm Goku!
It's on, Cell!
We're finally about to find out why Goku-san is so composed.
Ha! He's such an amateur!
He's stronger than I imagined. But that's fine.
Our fights are always like this, after all.
Next time on Dragon Ball Z Kai,
"Showdown! Cell vs. Son Goku."
I've gotta do something new,
or I ain't gonna beat anyone this awesome.
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