[{"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-192":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},2349757,4593,"Chapter 192: The Nation","chat-group-my-northern-dipper-fist-will-never-lo-chapter-192",192,"\u003Cp>If Zi were my exclusive big light ball… I could just say “Master God, repair me” after every fight, and not have to spend my reward points on myself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After being restored, Jia Ji felt as if some force had pounded his body inside and out; though still the same body, the power he could now unleash had increased by several folds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With just this one repair, his HP rose by several points.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His heart throbbed like an engine, tendons and veins pulsing, urging him to fight—and right here, right now, the only one worthy of being his opponent, besides Yukari Yakumo and Yuyuko Saigyouji tending to her, was—the Half-Spirit Swordsman, Hanyu Yome.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Let’s start with a trial.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a double entendre, Jia Ji extended a finger and tauntingly beckoned toward the Saimonji family’s ancestral gardener, his tone brimming with arrogance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Half-spirit is a race halfway between human and ghost, possessing both human bodies and thoughts, as well as ghostly longevity, existing uniquely between the netherworld and the mortal realm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though not yet at her peak, as a half-human, half-spirit swordsman, Hakurei Yome possessed a resilience and sword talent beyond ordinary humans, and the long lifespan to turn that talent into true power.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All of this built her solid foundation—now she was no weaker than a common great demon; had she not stayed here to guard Yuyuko Saigyouji, she would surely have become a legendary swordsman known across the heavens.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hakurei Yome.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The white-haired swordsman gave a low self-introduction; after witnessing the two terrifying punch-winds Jia Ji had casually unleashed, she realized her earlier judgment had been utterly wrong—stopping this man would be no simple task, but…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I beg your instruction.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her long white hair, neatly combed back into a single ponytail without a strand out of place, reflected her meticulousness and stubbornness—like the sword in her hand, unyielding, ready to break rather than bend.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She began training with a blade at age three; that year, upon first holding it, she became one with the sword.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She never let it go, and at nine, she awakened “Life Dual-Sword Style.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She once slew the mountain ascetic tengu atop Koya Mountain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>By twenty, she had mastered every sword manual in the world, unmatched in the eastern martial realm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet now, in the sixtieth year of her swordsmanship, she met this man—who issued her a challenge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her sword technique and blade would not allow her to surrender without even trying; beyond her duty to protect her lord, as a swordsman and warrior, Yome had her own pride.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hakurei Yome, I challenge you!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Two flashes of cold light shot from her waist, slicing through air and even space with lethal sharpness, instantly striking the defenseless Jia Ji.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>—Cut!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Silver-threaded blade-light bloomed; her longsword, infused with spiritual power, was razor-sharp, its cutting power reaching a terrifying level.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The two blades drawn from her hands: the longer one bore a cherry blossom pattern on the hilt, a tuft of fluffy white fur at its end, talisman paper pasted on the scabbard, and an autumn cherry tied to its tip; the shorter blade bore a diamond-shaped pattern on its hilt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The longer blade was named Roukan Sword; legend says that during the Zhou dynasty, Yin Xi built a thatched tower to observe stars and qi, foretelling Laozi’s westward journey and founding the “Roukan Sect.” “Roukan” implies a high tower for viewing scenery, and this sword exceeds the length of an ordinary tachi, beyond the strength of ordinary men to wield.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The short, dagger-like blade was named Bai Lou Sword, the ancestral treasure of the Hakurei clan; like the Buddhist “Sword of Wisdom” or “Sword of Enlightenment,” it could sever even a ghost’s confusion, freeing it to attain Buddhahood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Roukan Sword forged by demons, and the Bai Lou Sword corresponding to the element “Metal,” together could cut through nearly anything!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Let me see if it truly can cut through everything!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jia Ji’s dynamic vision reached its peak, searching for flaws in Hakurei Yome’s rapid advance—every movement of her blade, every pulse of force, revealed gaps and weaknesses in his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The razor-sharp shockwaves swept across the air, carving deep grooves into the ground, yet Jia Ji stepped forward, extending one finger and slashing down with equal speed and force.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sword art born from her half-spirit body was forged from Hakurei Yome’s insights into the Six Realms of Rebirth—this was her first strike!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ghost Sword: “The Hungry Ghost’s Fasting!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the “Realm of Hungry Ghosts,” spirits endlessly tormented by hunger and thirst suffer karmic retribution—food turns to flame upon entering their mouths; this slash burned hotter than that flame.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blade-light crisscrossed like a surging flood, as vicious as hungry ghosts tearing to devour the living.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fight!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>—Southern Dipper White Egret: Blazing Egret Slash!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jia Ji did not know sword techniques, but he was still skilled at cutting people down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Simultaneously, the air rang with the sound of countless metal clashes—yet these were merely the countless intersecting sword beams and aura.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BOOM————!!!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Countless sword auras exploded outward from between them, violently plowing through the earth in multiple layers before dissipating, revealing the two figures within.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hakurei Yome’s hands trembled unnaturally; what she had just struck felt nothing like flesh and blood—his finger had seemed to concentrate the power of an entire mountain, crushing her utterly with raw force.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Is this even human?!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shocked within, she did not pause—she pulled her blades back, her narrow eyes, nearly shut moments before, snapped wide open, revealing pupils smaller than normal and sclera dominating most of her eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only by using every weapon, exhausting every ounce of strength, could one claim defeat—this was far too early to say!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Regroup!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Second strike: “One Flash of Two Hundred Yujun!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Legend says one of the “Eight Hot Hells,” the “Great Scorching Hell,” is five hundred yujun tall and two hundred yujun wide, filled with blazing fire. A yujun is the distance a yoked ox walks in a day, varying from seven to fifteen kilometers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Two hundred yujun” roughly equals 1,400–3,000 kilometers; though “one flash” is hyperbole, the name reveals its extreme speed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What had been a sky-full of sword shadows and blossoms—countless dazzling blade lights—suddenly condensed into a single blade, yet its danger multiplied tenfold.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s almost like the enhanced Xia Na—too bad… I’m no longer who I was!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BOOM!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A thunderous roar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He took a single light step—the ground remained unharmed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet in that instant, Jia Ji felt the air around him turn as thick as water; his step required ten times the effort it had before—the resistance of air after achieving superhuman speed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was the flying qigong technique corresponding to the Phoenix Fist’s “Phoenix Roar Shatters Heaven,” a lost art of the Northern Dipper Divine Fist, rediscovered by Jia Ji after the “Rite of Heavenly Bestowal.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>—Called “Thunderstorm Divine Foot!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1141,"2026-06-21T02:38:13.240Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","fd04de9c856a3439dbba5fec9372f06f72c8e0f854ecb075634895ac6d971124","chat-group-my-northern-dipper-fist-will-never-lo-chapter-193","chat-group-my-northern-dipper-fist-will-never-lo-chapter-191",355,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fchat-group-my-northern-dipper-fist-will-never-lo-cover.jpg"]