Killing Hat Man

Scarlet's transformation gave Hat Man a slight shock, especially those scarlet eyes, which seemed able to see through his hat and meet his gaze.

"This fellow transformed. His aura feels much stronger..." Hat Man frowned slightly.

"Remember this: the one killing you is Sword Cultivator Scarlet." Scarlet's tone was calm, as though he had already determined that his opponent was no match for him.

"You think I have never seen races capable of transforming? A single transformation can at most raise Combat Strength by two or three minor ranks. Your Combat Strength was previously no higher than a Fifth Sequence True God's. Even after transforming, you could at most reach the strength of an Eighth Sequence True God. As for me, I am an Eighth Sequence True God by nature, with Combat Strength at the peak of the Ninth Sequence. If I erupt with all my strength, my attack power can even reach the Tenth Sequence. You and I are still not on the same level."

Hat Man quickly calmed down from his shock.

"Is that so? Then today, I'll show you exactly how much my Combat Strength has grown after this transformation." Scarlet sneered.

His long green hair billowed behind him as if stirred by the wind, while the green longsword in his hand spat out nearly tangible green radiance. His aura gave off an unfathomably dangerous feeling.

Suddenly, Scarlet moved. This sword strike was incomparably fast, like a bolt of green lightning. In the blink of an eye, the longsword had reached Hat Man's face.

His strike was terrifyingly fast. A sneak attack would have produced even better results, but he had chosen a frontal confrontation. Clearly, he had absolute confidence in himself.

"So fast!" Even Hat Man could not help exclaiming inwardly. "This speed has probably reached