Kaido called this state the Furious Drunken Man.
He had drunk his fill of rage, becoming focused and unrestrained.
It also made him forget his fear of Randall.
He no longer held anything back, unleashing the full extent of his strength.
"Enmaaaaa!"
In his fury, Kaido's eyes turned blood-red.
He spread his arms and stretched his body backward like a bow.
Then he charged.
He hurtled forward with unstoppable momentum, as though everything in his path would ultimately be destroyed.
His Conqueror's Haki was forced back into his body, and he used that pressure to compress it into his fists.
Kaido crossed the hundreds of meters between them in less than a second.
By the time he reached Randall...
Both his fists had begun to glow red, giving off heat.
He had already raised them high, ready to hammer them down into Randall's face.
Kaido's body was his most powerful weapon.
At their level, they were no longer bound by specific moves or forms.
This was what it meant for a Basic Attack to rival an ultimate move.
Yet Randall merely raised a hand and caught that punch imbued with confidence and pride.
As the two collided, an even fiercer blast of air erupted than before.
"Enma!"
Kaido had eyes only for Randall.
When his first strike failed, he shifted his position, moving to Randall's side.
Then he punched at Randall's shoulder.
This time, however, Randall could not even be bothered to block.
With a clang, Kaido's fist struck Randall's shoulder.
Though it was flesh, it sounded like a collision between blocks of iron.
Kaido was so shocked that he nearly snapped out of his Furious Drunken Man state.
At this point, Kaido could say with absolute confidence that even in his normal state, he could utterly crush his past