[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-chat-group-my-northern-dipper-fist-will-never-lo":3,"chapter-chat-group-my-northern-dipper-fist-will-never-lo-chat-group-my-northern-dipper-fist-will-never-lo-chapter-182":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","Chat Group: My Northern Dipper Fist Will Never Lose!",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2349747,4593,"Chapter 182: Who Is Rao?","chat-group-my-northern-dipper-fist-will-never-lo-chapter-182",182,"\u003Cp>Fierce, demon-like Asuras suddenly surged from the city, surrounding them completely, forming a formidable array—yet not a single one moved to strike.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Intruders, Lord Han requests your presence at the Arena.” A tall Asura with a long braid and a long blade spoke, stepping aside with his companions to clear a path straight into the city.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jia Ji walked at the front, Long Quan at the back, the others in between.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The vast arena, the gilded stands, and the enormous silver-white dragon-head platform directly ahead, along with the sky that seemed within reach—in the Asura Kingdom, possessing one’s own arena was a symbol of status.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s huge!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jia Ji extended his left hand to gesture, imagining how useful this would be against wrestling fatboys.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【BigMengShen: There’s a ring here too, not bad [image.jpg]. Decided—it’ll be our group’s private dispute resolution spot from now on!】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He hadn’t even won it yet, and this guy had already planned how to use it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【BigMengShen: Watch closely—this young man before you is today’s challenger [image.jpg]】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The perspective shifted: the image showed a muscular man in a distinct Beidou style, eyes fierce and commanding, eight feet tall, skin dark brown, sinews taut and bones strong. Even without frowning, his aura alone was enough to make ordinary people tremble with dread.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wore golden armor and a white cloak draped behind him; from his godlike attire alone, he was clearly a worthy opponent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【YinyangEyeJianzi: Great! Kill him in one blow!】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【IceQueen: Send it!】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【ForeverSeventeen: I think you should watch less fighting videos, Jianzi, and do more things a high school girl should do…】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【AfterlifeAngel: Agreed.】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【YinyangEyeJianzi: Who says high school girls can’t like fighting? Besides, when I tried talking to you all about other topics before, no one ever responded! Now that things are like this, it’s definitely not my fault!】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【LanyuanYanzhu: I feel like if I keep looking at Jia Ji’s posts, my muscles will grow bigger.】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Xia Na: I feel the same.】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’re that Rao, aren’t you? Too bad—you’ve only got one arm left…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Han, unaware he was being judged by a group of otherworldly schoolgirls, stood with arms crossed atop the towering dragon-head platform, looking down and asking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had heard the legend of the Asura Kingdom: when Rao returned from beyond, life and blood would become worthless here, the rivers turning red… His men had never been slaughtered so brutally, blood flooding the land—just as the legend foretold.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So this man before him must be Rao!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whenever Rao, born of the Asura Kingdom, appears, he shakes the entire nation, igniting a bloody dance—a crimson hurricane.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The entire Asura Kingdom had prepared for Rao’s arrival. Suffering villagers yearned for his return, while the rulers saw him as a flood, a beast, their greatest enemy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Me?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jia Ji snapped back to reality, pointing incredulously at his own nose, enraged: “You’re the fake Ling!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To be called “fake Ling” on first meeting?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fake Ling?” The man shook his head. “I don’t know anyone by that name. But it doesn’t matter…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His face twisted into a fanatical grin: “Come! To show my respect, let you die beneath the sky! I am Han, Han of Beidou Liuquan!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since the man had named himself, Jia Ji must introduce himself too—otherwise, it would be a breach of etiquette.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Jia Ji, Jia Ji of Beidou Shenquan!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Beidou Shenquan? The school that rivals our Liuquan…?” Han exclaimed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Beidou Liuquan—‘Liu’ means a shining gem. Thus, Beidou Liuquan is the only fist art that shines with brilliance, the strongest, invincible fist art…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hmm—before “strongest, invincible,” you must add quotation marks, since Beidou Shenquan also claims to be the strongest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The power of Beidou Liuquan was unquestionable: in ancient times, if Beidou Shenquan had no living heir, the rightful successor would be chosen from Beidou Liuquan; if both schools had worthy heirs, a ritual must be held to determine recognition.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet the men of Beidou Shenquan never feared the other school’s Liuquan, for Beidou Shenquan’s strength was all-encompassing, vast as the heavens, possessing infinite potential for evolution.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In modern times, Liuquan underwent an unexpected and terrifying transformation: the realm entered when its user, consumed by immense rage and hatred, became known as “Mojie”—the ultimate destination of Beidou Liuquan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beidou Liuquan… “Liu” is Liu!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liuquan’s true name is Liu Family Fist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Beidou fist arts, passed down since the Three Kingdoms era before 2000 years ago, included not only Beidou Shenquan, but also the Cao, Sun, and Liu families. The other two lineages vanished into time—only Liuquan remained.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“How did things come to this?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Long Quan knew the full history, but he couldn’t understand: how had the once-benevolent Beidou Liu Family Fist become this monstrous thing?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Clearly because ‘Liu’ sounds more fashionable.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jia Ji replied.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liuquan amplifies human desire infinitely, drowning out original emotion, turning users into desire-demons.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What was Han’s desire?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>—He loved combat from the bottom of his heart, a born warrior; only fighting freed him from boredom.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Joy in battle!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Stripped of all pretense, Han’s true self was merely a madman bearing the name of a strong man.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He only wanted to fight—fight endlessly, fight with abandon!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Heh, demon…” Jia Ji shook his head, sighing. “You know the rules—if you want it, come get it yourself…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before he finished speaking, Long Quan and the others immediately found good seats to watch—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Crouching, stomping the ground, a backflip—he launched himself from the dragon-head, fists locked on the man below. Han rose high, palms pressed together, facing Jia Ji, drawing his hands from his lower back to his chest. Dark, grotesque lines etched his face into a ferocious expression; his long-suppressed battle intent and fighting qi erupted fully.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Rao! Fight! Beidou Liuquan’s Secret Art—Bai Luo Mie Jing!!!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His face twisted in a maniacal grin as he roared wildly!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I told you—I’m Jia Ji!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This hedgehog-headed man, who loved cosplaying others, had been mistaken for someone else again and again—now, beyond furious, especially after seeing Han open with this secret art, his hair stood on end.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’re the fake Ling!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Layer upon layer of electric-arc-like fighting qi surged between them, overlapping, dissolving.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The End of the Century—Invasion!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1026,"2026-06-21T02:38:13.240Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","1ed29eb471338f64075fe602a8b014bf0dd9aab866fec21342d43771aba78299","chat-group-my-northern-dipper-fist-will-never-lo-chapter-183","chat-group-my-northern-dipper-fist-will-never-lo-chapter-181",355,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fchat-group-my-northern-dipper-fist-will-never-lo-cover.jpg"]