[{"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-269":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},2349834,4593,"Chapter 269: Japanese Supernatural: Unleashed (Interlude)","chat-group-my-northern-dipper-fist-will-never-lo-chapter-269",269,"\u003Cp>At noon in the campus, the lunch bell rang cheerfully as high school students laughed and played freely in the hallways, unaware that a horrific murder was about to occur at the teaching building’s exit…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Wow! Flashy Ramulabi!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The short-haired girl with a bust far exceeding that of an ordinary high school JK stared in delight at the limited-edition doll before her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Mm, this is what you wanted, right, Xiao Hua?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With jet-black glossy hair cascading down her back, even without makeup, anyone would call her a beauty—Yi Gu Jianzi smiled warmly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This… what’s going on? Did you buy it from a scalper…?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bai Hua wasn’t just a sweet-toothed beauty—sometimes her perceptiveness rivaled that of a detective.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No, it was given to me…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“By whom?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No, it was from some strange shop…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“See? I told you it’s from a scalper!!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I already said it’s not!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Amid this calm, gentle everyday conversation, Jianzi effortlessly slung a twenty-kilogram bag—apparently containing something strange—over one arm, then walked out with her friend.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, another smiled and joined them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s Xiao Meizhi!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The tall girl, dressed in a pure black uniform and exuding the poise of a magazine model, was Jianzi’s newest friend.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The three chatted and laughed as they walked from classroom to snack shop to buy lunch, debating whether to get fried noodle bread or caterpillar bread, until they unconsciously reached the edge where the classroom eaves met the sky.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Whoosh!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A sharp whistling sound suddenly came from above—aimed squarely at Jianzi.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s a vase!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“From which classroom…?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before anyone’s cries of alarm could end, the porcelain vase—moving so fast it left faint afterimages—was about to strike the delicate girl.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Yi Gu Jianzi remained calm, head down, feet planted, took a short breath, then lifted her hand slightly and instinctively assumed a strange yet powerful stance, aimed straight above her head, and unleashed a full-power strike!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, every eye in the vicinity was drawn to the girl’s posture.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her clenched right fist, her golden eyes burning like battle flames, her clean, simple, breathtakingly beautiful motion—everything utterly captivated them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, faintly, a clear cry seemed to ring out…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Nandou Emerald Fist—Yi-ya—!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>CRACK!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In that instant, a sound like an explosion erupted, accompanied by a small white shockwave at the point where her tiny fist met the flowerpot.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The punch, fired like a bullet, emitted a cold, emerald-like glow—unbreakable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the moment of impact, the vase carrying immense kinetic energy shattered like cotton, exploding into hundreds of fragments that flew in all directions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even stranger—the fragments, as if conscious, completely avoided the two girls beside her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Are you okay?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hua and Meizhi jumped in alarm—seeing Jianzi punch the falling vase into pieces, they rushed to her side, checking if she was hurt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Are you really okay?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Really.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Really really?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jianzi peeled off the scraped skin on her knuckles, stuck on a bandage, clenched her fist again, confirmed her bones were unharmed, then grinned as if nothing had happened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Alright, see you at the Silver Gym later.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even after this, she still wants to work out?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She’s fully turned into a muscle type now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>While chatting with her friends, Jianzi’s gaze caught a gentle ghost—resembling a kind neighborly uncle—staring at everything with eyes like black holes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>————————\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That’s the situation—it seems a malevolent spirit is targeting me. It hasn’t come close, but it’s already affecting reality…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jianzi was troubled. Though she’d solved this incident with her fist technique, she’d accidentally become famous at school.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, whenever she appeared, distant classmates whispered excitedly from the shadows, as if she’d done something monumental.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>True, it was impressive—facing such an urgent, life-threatening crisis, she hadn’t dodged, but used martial arts to protect herself and her friends!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But this was merely a minor annoyance. The real concern was the watching ghost.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yin-Yang Sight levels differ—what one sees of ghosts varies by level. The higher the level, the more clearly one perceives the true nature of malevolent spirits.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jianzi had never encountered a spirit-seer with a higher level than hers, so the demons and specters she saw appeared far more terrifying than those seen by other psychics.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet even she could see only the image of a benevolent uncle—clearly, the spirit attacking her was no ordinary one.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This time she’d escaped unscathed, but if it happened again a few more times, she knew she’d crack and just post the whole thing in the group chat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Wow, Jianzi, you’re a star now!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Leaning against the school gate, Jia Ji threw his head back and laughed heartily at the black-haired girl before him—long absent, now visibly more energetic, her muscle definition growing clearer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked like a yakuza from some backstreet—students passing by quickened their pace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To her classmates, Yi Gu Jianzi—already conversing so casually with him—would surely gain another new legend.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hey, do you really have to talk here?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Noticing the strange stares, Jianzi couldn’t help but speak up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Would any teacher intervene to maintain school discipline?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Who cares.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jia Ji reached into his pocket.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A stack of faintly glowing spirit talismans appeared in his hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Miracle Tool: “Soul-Returning Butterfly Talisman Card” x99\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Each sealed the death-force extracted from Soul-Returning Butterflies summoned by the Dead Princess, painted by a demon sage of Yin-Yang mastery.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like Ba Yi Yonglin’s pills, though mass-produced, their effects are undeniable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From low-grade “Soul-Returning Butterfly—One-Tenth Full” to top-grade “Soul-Returning Butterfly—Eight-Tenths Full,” all levels available.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Any single card can eliminate every spirit on a street—good or evil, strong or weak—as long as it’s not a Xiong-level spirit, it’s gone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Don’t just pull out such dangerous stuff all the time!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jianzi’s golden eyes widened, yet her body was honest—she reached out and took the talisman card.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hehe, miracles and talismans aren’t free.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jia Ji gave her an unsettling grin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What do you want me to do?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jianzi crossed her arms, wary.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“To train our new group recruits, I need to copy some resources from you… uh, maybe a few anime and songs.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Then why not just get them from Xiao Xiang’s world? I remember hers is a near-future setting.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Isn’t this me helping you solve your problem?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He tugged at his empty pocket.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Besides, I’m completely broke.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1033,"2026-06-21T02:38:14.072Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","ccda156787352fb25f958ede535397f89d71447001a3fb50ee7f9b5cd42688b5","chat-group-my-northern-dipper-fist-will-never-lo-chapter-270","chat-group-my-northern-dipper-fist-will-never-lo-chapter-268",355,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fchat-group-my-northern-dipper-fist-will-never-lo-cover.jpg"]