As a villain, it's perfectly reasonable for me to have a few hundred million different identiti

Upon hearing Shuanghan's words, everyone was stunned for a moment.

Then came a burst of enthusiastic cheers.

Fourteen provinces, the God of Blades' Frosty Cold!

One of the supreme powerhouses standing at the pinnacle of all the heavens and myriad realms!

Just yesterday, this peerless swordsman revealed his own age.

Twenty-five years old!

"You're a 97-year-old old man, and you're all part of the younger generation!"

"Our Sword God is only twenty-five years old, in the prime of his youth, how can he not be a young man!"

This is Qiu Languo.

In the eyes of ordinary people in Qiulanguo, a ninety-seven-year-old is already halfway to the grave.

How dare you pretend to be young here, saying that a 25-year-old swordsman isn't a young person?

And not far from the arena of life and death.

The group from Daxia Shanhe Academy looked at each other in bewilderment.

Just now, Liu Moqin was desperately trying to stop the disciples of Shanhe Academy from going to their deaths on the life-or-death arena.

Currently, the strongest disciples of the Great Xia Mountain and River Academy are all under thirty years old.

Their cultivation levels were all around the Purple Mansion Realm.

Facing that 97-year-old sage, he probably has no chance of winning.

Currently, what this group of top geniuses at Shanhe Academy lacks most is time to grow.

Just as Liu Moqin and the others were in a state of panic, barely able to stop those disciples.

The God of Swords has appeared and stepped onto the arena of life and death.

This was like a ray of light shining into their lives.

"Hahaha--"

"The Sword God is the young generation of my human race... an unparalleled powerhouse among the younger generation!"

"Lord Evernight Marquis, you truly deserve to be the strongest in all the heavens and myriad realms! You have actually managed to train such an unparalleled figure as the God of Swords!"

Liu Moqin released the disciple beside him and couldn't help but burst into laughter.

Although I already knew Shuanghan's age yesterday.

But now, Shuanghan has personally stepped onto this life-or-death arena that belongs to the younger generation.

Only then did everyone gain a concrete understanding of the frosty age.

This legendary figure, renowned throughout the myriad realms, is still a young man.

Young people who are so tender they seem to be dripping with moisture.

Forget about living to be a hundred, he's not even thirty yet!

"Humph."

Just then, a cold snort rang out.

Above the void.

A scarlet flower slowly blooms.

The petals are slender and eerily blood-red.

Scarlet Funeral Flower.

At the heart of the flower, a faint figure appeared, standing in the void.

"I am also twenty-five years old this year, a fellow member of the younger generation of the human race."

"In a while, I will establish a life-or-death arena for young people in the capital city of Han Kingdom."

Hua Zui's voice was soft and gentle, spreading throughout the room like the fragrance of flowers.

As soon as she finished speaking, her eyes, hidden in the crimson mist, looked down with anticipation.

I'm also twenty-five, and I was also taught by my master.

You've all praised Lord Nevernight, so you should also praise Lord Forget-Worry.

We can't favor one over the other!

Hua Zui suddenly appeared.

Everyone was struck by lightning.

Those words kept echoing in my head...

I'm also twenty-five years old this year.

This legendary figure, the "Fragrance God," is also only twenty-five years old?!

Are they also from the younger generation?

in this case……

Our human race's younger generation has not suffered a break in its lineage!

The look in Liu Moqin and the others' eyes was no longer one of surprise, but of shock.

Are all young people this crazy these days?

At the age of twenty-five, he became a god-level figure renowned throughout the heavens and myriad realms!

Above the void.

The several powerful figures from the Han Kingdom, hidden in the shadows, looked at each other in disbelief, their faces filled with terror.

Where did these two damned women come from?!

It's not that all of humanity's young generation of unparalleled geniuses have been wiped out!

The new generation is just beginning to grow up and has not yet risen to prominence.

This time, the Han Kingdom intends to take this opportunity to completely destroy the future of the human race!

Then, send the geniuses of Han Kingdom to the human race for subtle influence!

As for Lin Yu, they naturally have ways to deal with him.

Unexpectedly...

The God of Swords and the God of Fragrance appear directly as members of the younger generation of the human race!

Han Kingdom just produced a triple, and the human race immediately countered with a royal flush!

How are we supposed to play this game?!

On the arena of life and death.

Park Joon-ki, the second-generation 'Champion Marquis' of Han Kingdom, was locked onto by the aura of frost and flowers.

He was swaying and almost collapsed to the ground.

They didn't even have the courage to speak.

Frosty and intoxicated, they made no attempt to conceal their murderous intent towards him.

Park Joon-ki's martial arts spirit is shattered; even if he doesn't die, he'll be completely crippled.

Shuanghan's eyes lit up slightly when she heard Huazui's words.

Then, right before everyone's eyes, she took out the communication talisman.

[Senior brother, find some time to set up a life-or-death arena in the capital of Han Kingdom and challenge the younger generation of Han Kingdom.]

The person opposite him, Yi Jian, was naturally also paying attention to Qiu Languo's affairs.

When he saw Shuanghan's message, he was stunned for a moment.

Then, with a smile, he said, "Okay."

Shuanghan put away the communication talisman and said calmly, "My swordsman brother is three years older than me."

"But they are also the younger generation of the human race."

"At least, it's younger than this thing in front of me."

The words fell.

The scene was deathly silent; you could hear a pin drop.

Another big shot in the Fourteen Provinces, Sword God One Sword... Twenty-eight?!

Liu Moqin, along with other high-ranking members of the human race who were present or watching the live stream via communication talismans.

Everyone's head started spinning.

The Sword God, the Blade God, and the Incense God of the Three Thousand Guests of the Fourteen Provinces are all from the younger generation.

The future of humanity is bright!

Do not!

Now, they are the future!

Moreover, there is an even younger champion!

Not only that.

These are the people who will step forward when humanity is in crisis!

Champion Hou, needless to say, almost single-handedly turned the tide.

At this moment, the people of Han Kingdom are provoking us, intending to wipe out the younger generation of our race.

The Sword God of the Fourteen Provinces and the Incense God of the Three Thousand Guests immediately appeared!

Most importantly, the appearance of these two bigwigs represents more than just themselves.

It also represents the fourteen states and three thousand guests behind them!

Hua Zui was annoyed to hear that Shuang Han had stolen her idea.

But then she remembered something and sighed softly, “It’s a pity that my fellow disciples are so useless and are getting old.”

Hearing Hua Zui's sudden words, the others also came to their senses.

I couldn't help but breathe a slight sigh of relief.

That makes sense!

Among the human race, three extraordinary young supreme beings have emerged: the Sword God, the Knife God, and the Fragrance God.

If it were another big shot among the Three Thousand Guests, Dan Shen Mantang would also be a young man.

That would be too outrageous.

Then, everyone present heard Hua Zui's feigned regretful voice ring out once again.

"My senior brother is five years older than me, he's really old..."

Liu Moqin: "..."

Han Guoren: "..."

other people:"……"

He's a full five years older than you?!

thirty?!

Is this old?

Then what is that thing sitting there opposite the Sword God?

Liu Moqin was somewhat doubtful about life. He said to the disciple beside him, "Am I old?"

The disciple snapped out of his daze and quickly said, "You're not old at all! You're only two hundred and thirty! You're in the prime of your life, how can you say you're old!"

Liu Moqin covered her face.

Even at thirty, the God of Alchemy was considered too old by the Goddess of Fragrance.

Then what does my age of 230 mean?

Is it the stuffing of an old coffin?

"You say you're the younger generation, so you're the younger generation?!"

Just at this time.

High in the sky, a furious voice rang out.

"I'd rather be considered part of the younger generation; I'm thirteen years old this year!!"

This is clearly a powerful figure from the Han Kingdom.

They came to protect Park Joon-ki and the other talented martial artists from Han Kingdom.

Shuanghan scoffed, his face showing disdain. "A thirteen-year-old old man?"

"Alright, then this thirteen-year-old old man will come to this life-or-death arena and fight me to the death."

"Or, you can bring those two young men with white beards like you with you."