[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-the-dimensional-demon-god-s-chat-group":3,"chapter-the-dimensional-demon-god-s-chat-group-the-dimensional-demon-god-s-chat-group-chapter-182":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","The Dimensional Demon God's Chat Group",{"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},2277749,4455,"Chapter 182: Shu Han Elite","the-dimensional-demon-god-s-chat-group-chapter-182",182,"\u003Cp>【Bai Zeming: Since I’m the eighth Master, does that mean Emiya Shirou can still summon Saber?】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Lin Yu: Of course!】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Bai Zeming: Then what about these three I’m serving?】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Bai Zeming: What are their classes?】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Lin Yu: You’ve become a Master yourself—can’t you just check?】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bai Zeming blinked in surprise, then realized and immediately turned to look at Zhao Yun, the only one with a solid form.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>According to the rules of the Holy Grail War, Masters are granted a basic perception ability to gauge the approximate strength of opponents, observing their physical condition, muscle power, and agility.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This ability manifests differently depending on the Master.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As a transmigrator, Bai Zeming understood this ability through the lens of a game, so what he saw resembled a game’s stat panel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Spirit Composite (Zhao Yun Form)】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Class: General】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So there are also Guan Yu and Zhang Fei forms?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>……What kind of Ultraman triple form is this!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And this class—actually “General”?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bai Zeming couldn’t help asking in the group chat: “Is this class in the original?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Yu replied: “Don’t care whether it’s in the original—now it exists!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Classifications like Spearman, Archer, Cavalry—too simplistic and crude.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As a famed general of Huaxia, mastery of archery, cavalry, and infantry is the bare minimum.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Considering this, Lin Yu specifically created the “General” class so the Shu Han Elite could use all their abilities and treasures to their fullest potential.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing Lin Yu’s message, Bai Zeming had no reply.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Big shots operate with wild creativity—far beyond what a little nobody like him could fathom.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bai Zeming grumbled inwardly but kept reading.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then he was blinded by Zhao Yun’s lavish stats—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Strength B Durability A Agility A Magic C Luck ??? Treasure A++】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Staring at Zhao Yun’s stats, Bai Zeming’s eyes widened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Especially those three huge question marks—his heart raced.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What does that mean?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Is his luck off the charts?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No wonder he’s the legendary Zhao Zilong of Changshan!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With luck this high paired with A-rank agility, no wonder he charged in and out of Changban seven times!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thinking of this, Bai Zeming grinned broadly, then turned to look at the Lancer gripping the crimson spear, and the Archer behind Yan Songlin, his expression grim.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Next round!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bai Zeming held the Shu Han Elite and possessed the strength to stand against Spirits—he was brimming with confidence, utterly arrogant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing his arrogant expression, the Lancer’s lips curled in clear displeasure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But worse was coming: Bai Zeming gestured with a finger, smiling sweetly: “Which of you two goes first?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Forget it—just come at me together!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The two: “...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Lancer’s temple twitched; he clenched his spear tightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Wait!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, a thunderous voice rang from the side.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bai Zeming jumped, turning quickly toward Zhang Fei’s spectral form.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Third Master, please lower your voice—this kid’s ears can’t take it!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Fei fell silent for a moment, then whispered: “Young brother, don’t be startled—I didn’t mean to shout.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was no lie; in life, though loud, he’d never been thunderous.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Legends twisted his true form, granting him enhanced vocal power and the classic image of the ferocious Zhang Fei: leopard head, ringed eyes, swallow jaw, tiger whiskers...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thinking of this, Zhang Fei felt annoyed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He hadn’t been handsome in life, but at least he’d been a fair-faced gentleman—how had he become so rough?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After his grumbling, Zhang Fei murmured: “First pacify the inside before confronting the outside—decide who fights before engaging the enemy!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Saying this, Zhang Fei’s round eyes blazed as he fixed his gaze on Bai Zeming.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Yun and Guan Yu also turned, their eyes fixed on Bai Zeming.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this point, all three had received the Holy Grail War’s rules and basic knowledge of the modern world.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clearly, they all longed to stretch their limbs and face heroes from other eras.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Especially this Lancer—his identity had already been revealed by Lin Yu.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As a typical Celtic warrior, Cú Chulainn disliked ornamentation and preferred to fight like a beast; even a close friend, if standing in the enemy’s ranks, would sigh with amusement and fight to the death.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This pure, unyielding warrior deeply impressed Guan, Zhang, and Zhao.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The three legendary generals’ expectant gazes crushed Bai Zeming under immense pressure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After hesitation, he ventured cautiously: “Since he’s a Lancer, why not let Fourth Master take the field?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fourth Master?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Yun paused, glancing at Guan Yu and Zhang Fei.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then he smiled slightly: “Brothers, rest—you leave him to Zilong!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Guan Yu stroked his beard, his phoenix eyes glancing at Zhang Fei: “What do you think, third brother?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Fei thought a moment, sighed, and said: “Fine—let Zilong handle it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before his words faded, Guan Yu and Zhang Fei’s forms dissolved into two streams of energy, flowing into Zhao Yun.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instantly, Zhao Yun’s aura shifted—he erupted with overwhelming power, solidifying into a gale that swept dust and rubble across the rooftop.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next second, he spun, spear in hand, white robe flaring, and thrust his silver spear forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I am Zhao Zilong of Changshan—who dares challenge me?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Zhao Yun... seems like a straightforward duelist.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Lancer’s handsome face broke into a genuine smile; he crossed his spear before him, eyes locked on Zhao Yun, radiating pure, fierce battle intent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In contrast, the Archer remained silent as before, showing no intention to strike first.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Come!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Second round!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sensing this, the Lancer no longer hesitated—he shattered the ground and vanished like teleportation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next instant, the crimson spear appeared before Zhao Yun, screaming through the air, piercing straight for his chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fine spear!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Yun nodded in approval, his silver spear rising to meet the crimson tip, clinging tightly to its shaft.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next moment, his arms exploded with force—the silver spear retracted then thrust forward like a dragon emerging from water, absorbing and releasing power, simultaneously repelling the crimson spear and stabbing toward the Lancer’s shoulder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feeling the exquisite force transmitted through the spear, the Lancer’s pupils contracted sharply.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But instantly, he roared, his arms surging with immense strength, twisting the spear back along its original path to strike Zhao Yun’s silver spear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In an instant, silver and crimson spears clashed—the air seemed to freeze for a breath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Boom!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next second, terrifying force erupted, sending ripples through the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The howling wind whipped past their hair; Zhao Yun released his right hand, gripping the spear’s end and shoving it forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The bright silver spear bent and rebounded, using the impact’s recoil to trace swirling arcs in the air, stabbing toward the Lancer’s cheek with an unpredictable trajectory.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Incredible reaction!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Lancer gritted his teeth, released his spear, and twisted his body backward into a perfect iron bridge maneuver, evading the strike.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ssshh—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a grating metallic screech, the silver spearhead scraped across the Lancer’s shoulder armor, severing several strands of blue hair.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Yun’s expression remained calm as water; he pulled the silver spear back from the armor with his left hand, then placed his right hand on the shaft—and slammed it downward with full force!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Thud!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A muffled crash—the bent silver spear struck the Lancer squarely on the chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Lancer grunted, his bent knees giving way under the blow, crashing to the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the moment his back hit the ground, he twisted his waist and hips, rolling away from the spear’s reach.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile, Zhao Yun used the recoil to lift the crimson spear into the air, then caught it casually.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Strong power, good speed—but lacking adaptability.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Yun commented calmly, then tossed the crimson spear back to the Lancer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Again!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Lancer caught the spear, gritted his teeth, and roared—his form vanished instantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This time, he had realized the gap between himself and his opponent in spear technique, so he abandoned technical sparring and returned to his most natural fighting style—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>simple, brutal, yet highly effective high-speed combat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Launching a storm of attacks like a beast—that was his, Cú Chulainn’s, fighting style!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Boom!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In an instant, the silver-armored, silver-spear Zhao Yun collided with the blue-armored, red-spear spirit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A power a hundredfold beyond human capacity erupted instantly, generating visible shockwaves that radiated outward in circular waves from the two combatants.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Whoo—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The howling wind lifted the air, tearing every railing on the rooftop clean away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The rooftop’s surface cracked inch by inch under the impact, leaving behind a succession of spiderweb-like craters.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The residual force of their battle was so violent that Red A had to snatch Sakura Matou and leap onto the water tower, overlooking the battlefield from above.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Likewise, Bai Ze grabbed Wei Gong Vice Minister by the collar and soared into the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gazing down at the battlefield, he frowned, his expression grave.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With his current eyesight, he could barely track their movements, seeing only flashes of silver and blue on the rooftop, hearing nothing but the unceasing clang of metal on metal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Is this Lancer’s true strength?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1480,"2026-06-20T00:29:28.871Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","a7e12a53f91d3b3c0795a5dfff69188774acbb3e8d2d2cad8770789fde9fc036","the-dimensional-demon-god-s-chat-group-chapter-183","the-dimensional-demon-god-s-chat-group-chapter-181",206,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthe-dimensional-demon-god-s-chat-group-cover.jpg"]