What Kind of King Do You Want to Be?

"Let go of Linlin!"

Kaido was drenched in blood.

He had thought he had seen through Ye Zhuo's true strength.

But he had no idea that was merely the Demon King greeting him.

As an Emperor of the Sea, Kaido of the Beasts also often greeted others.

Usually, a single Thunder Bagua would knock them unconscious.

Only after Ye Zhuo greeted him did he understand that there was always someone stronger.

"I have defeated countless enemies.

They all believed themselves to be invincible.

Until I surpassed them one by one!

As the years passed, only I remained standing at the pinnacle!"

Having lost his spiked club, Kaido wrapped Two-Color Haki around his hands.

Already in his human-beast form,

he raised his gourd and drained its liquor in one gulp.

"You really like drinking, little dragon man."

Ye Zhuo smiled at him and put away First Kitetsu as well.

"Your arrogance will ultimately get you buried here."

Once Kaido drank, it meant he had gone a step further.

He entered Drunken Dragon Form, where both his speed and strength became even greater.

"Little dragon man, what the hell are you talking about?

Don't tell me you want to become the King of the Pirates too!

This is the era of the Demon King now!"

Ye Zhuo had not expected that his friendly greeting would make Kaido lose his temper.

"Hmph, your era?

After Pirate King Roger died, that old bastard Whitebeard swaggered around for twenty years.

You're nothing but a useless fool with strength and nothing else!

And you dare call yourself a king!

The future still belongs to the Pirate King, and I will be the new Pirate King!"

Kaido had beliefs of his own, after all.

How could a few words possibly frighten him into submission?

"What king did