Regenerates his arms, his skull, a crushed torso, and burns over his entire body

Cell pulled himself up, snarling. Angry cuts and burns covered his body; part of his crest had been blown away by the blast. "So you're just going to walk away, is that it? That's not like you, Vegeta."

"On the contrary, Cell—I'm not going anywhere. This isn't a fight; it's an execution." Vegeta was closer now; Cell was still panting. "Call it a recompense for depriving me of satisfaction against Kakarott. I swore this morning that I was going to destroy someone; it looks like this is your lucky day."

The creature began to speak, but Vegeta dashed forward the remaining distance, a wild smile on his face. As Cell pulled back one fist, the prince simply reached out and caught it in a viselike grip.

Vegeta's eyes narrowed. This creature had not only mocked his pride, but had also denied him his rights, the final confrontation with Kakarott. He would take out all the frustration and raw energy saved up for that fight right now. The Saiyan grinned savagely, then flexed the bulging muscles in his arm. There was a loud crunch as Cell's exoskeleton splintered and collapsed, causing the creature to scream in pain. Dropping the now-useless arm, Vegeta whirled around with a spinning back kick to Cell's torso, crushing it.

The monster started to fall backward, but Vegeta reached out and caught it by the neck with his left hand. "ALL...MY...WRATH!" He released a massive blast from his right hand at point-blank range. Cell tried to twist away, but the attack still caught him in the side of the torso, completely blowing away his left arm. Violet blood gushed from the gaping wound.

Not yet satisfied, Vegeta gripped Cell's neck with both hands and slammed his head forward against the green creature, cracking its large crest. Cell stumbled backward, barely able to stand.

...

"Ah, yes. To the answers you all so desperately seek," Cell chuckled. By now, he had gathered a greal deal of energy. It would be simple to regenerate his body, and would hardly use much power at all. But he would wait until the proper time. There was still a chance the androids would show themselves while he explained.

...

The battlefield was only respectfully quiet for a few brief seconds, though. Cell, his snakelike eyes grinning at his treachery, continued his grand theatrical explanation. He was breathing much more steadily now—strangely enough, he even appeared almost relaxed. "You see, Vegeta, even now I have not given up. I always find a way to triumph—for my design is PERFECT!"

Suddenly, Cell's body began to bulge outward, and fresh new limbs, each covered in green slime, shot out from his restored torso. His regeneration complete, his body entirely whole, he dashed at the prince.

- Bringer of Death Chapter 43