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Chapter 182 The Shu Han Team

[Bai Zeming: Since I am the eighth Master, does that mean Shirou Emiya can still summon Saber?]

[Lin Yu: Of course!]

[Bai Zemin: What about these three I'm serving?]

[Bai Zemin: What are their class ranks?]

[Lin Yu: You've become a Master now, can't you see for yourself?]

Bai Zemin was slightly taken aback before he realized what was happening and quickly looked at Zhao Yun, the only one whose body was solid.

According to the rules of the Holy Grail War, the Master is granted a simple ability to see through the opponent's strength, and can use this ability to observe the opponent's condition, strength, agility, and other differentiated information.

This ability will manifest in different forms depending on the Master.

As a transmigrator, Bai Zemin's understanding of this ability was more game-like, so what he saw was a game-like attribute panel.

【Heroic Spirit Composite (Zhao Yun Form)】

Job Rank: General

Does this mean there are Guan Yu and Zhang Fei forms?
...What Tiga's third form!
And this rank is actually general?

Bai Zemin couldn't help but ask in the group chat, "Does this class exist in the original work?"

Lin Yu replied, "Don't worry about whether it's in the original story or not, it's in the story now!"

The classification of soldiers into spearmen, archers, and cavalry is far too simplistic and crude.

As a renowned general of China, being proficient in all aspects of archery, cavalry, and infantry is the most basic requirement.

With this in mind, Lin Yu specially created a General rank so that the Shu Han team could use all their abilities and treasures to unleash their full power.

Upon seeing Lin Yu's message, Bai Zeming was speechless.

The big boss acts in unpredictable ways, which is beyond the comprehension of someone like him, a nobody.

Bai Zeming continued reading while pondering to himself.

Then, he was dazzled by Zhao Yun's impressive attributes—

[Strength B, Endurance A, Agility A, Magic C, Luck ? ? ?, Noble Phantasm A++]

Looking at Zhao Yun's attributes, Bai Zeming's eyes widened in surprise.

Especially those three big question marks, which stirred his emotions.

"What do you mean?"

"Is my luck off the charts?!"

He truly lives up to his reputation as the famous Zhao Zilong of Changshan!

With such a high level of luck attribute, combined with A-level agility, it's no wonder he was able to charge in and out of Changban Slope seven times!

Thinking of this, Bai Zemin grinned from ear to ear. He immediately turned around and looked at Lancer, who was holding a scarlet spear, and Archer, who looked solemn behind Rin Tohsaka.

"Next up is the second round!"

With the Shu Han elite force at his disposal and the strength to rival heroic spirits, Bai Zemin was bursting with confidence and extremely arrogant.

Seeing the arrogant expression on his face, Lancer's lips twitched, seemingly quite displeased.

But what was even more unpleasant was yet to come. Bai Zemin beckoned with his finger and said with a smile, "Which of you two will go first?"

"Forget it, let's all go at once!"

Two people: "..."

Lancer's forehead veins bulged as he gripped his spear tighter.

"Wait a minute!"

Just then, a deafening sound came from the side.

Bai Zeming was startled by the sound and quickly turned to look at Zhang Fei's phantom.

"Third Master, please keep your voice down, my ears really can't take it!"

"..."

Zhang Fei remained silent for a moment, then said in a low voice, "Young brother, don't be alarmed. I didn't do it intentionally..."

This statement is indeed true. Although he had a loud voice, it was not loud enough to be thunderous.

It was the legends of this world that distorted his true appearance, giving him an enhanced voice and the classic image of Zhang Fei with a leopard's head, piercing eyes, a swallow's chin, and a tiger's beard...

Thinking about this made Zhang Fei feel a little depressed.

Although he wasn't exactly handsome in life, he was at least a fair-skinned gentleman. How did he become so rugged?

After complaining, Zhang Fei said in a low voice, "As the saying goes, to pacify the internal situation before fighting the external enemy, let's decide who should lead the charge before engaging the enemy!"

At this point, Zhang Fei's eyes widened, and he stared intently at Bai Zeming.

Zhao Yun and Guan Yu also turned their heads and looked at Bai Zeming.

By this time, all three had received the rules of the Holy Grail War and basic knowledge of the modern world.

Clearly, they all wanted to stretch their muscles after a long time and meet heroes from different eras.

Especially Lancer in front of him, whose identity has already been revealed by Lin Yu.

As a typical Celtic warrior, Cú Chulainn is a warrior who dislikes unnecessary adornment and prefers to fight like a beast. Even with his closest friends, if the other is on the enemy's side, he will laugh and lament his bad luck while fighting to the death.

Guan Yu, Zhang Fei, and Zhao Yun all greatly admired this kind of warrior who was so pure and uncompromising.

The expectant gazes of the three peerless warriors put Bai Zemin under immense pressure.

After hesitating for a moment, he cautiously said, "Since they are spearmen, why don't we let Fourth Master take charge?" Fourth Master?
Zhao Yun was taken aback upon hearing this, and couldn't help but exchange a glance with Guan Yu and Zhang Fei.

Then, he smiled slightly and said, "Second Brother, Third Brother, please rest. Leave it to Zilong!"

Guan Yu stroked his beard, glanced sideways at Zhang Fei with his phoenix eyes, and asked, "What do you think, Third Brother?"

Zhang Fei thought for a moment, then sighed and said, "Very well, then I'll give it to Zilong!"

Before the words were finished, the figures of Guan Yu and Zhang Fei gradually disappeared, transforming into two streams of energy that merged into Zhao Yun's body.

In an instant, Zhao Yun's demeanor changed, and his entire body erupted with an extremely powerful aura, as if solidified, transforming into a whirlwind that swept up the dust and rubble on the rooftop.

The next second, he turned around with his gun in hand, his white robe fluttering in the wind, and pointed his silver gun forward.

"I am Zhao Zilong of Changshan, who dares to fight me!"

"Zhao Yun... seems to be the type who's good at one-on-one combat!"

A genuine smile appeared on Lancer's handsome face. He immediately held his spear horizontally in front of him, his eyes fixed intently on Zhao Yun, his whole body radiating a pure and intense fighting spirit.

In contrast, Archer remained silent as before, seemingly not intending to make the first move.

"bring it on!"

"Round 2!"

Realizing this, Lancer didn't hesitate any longer. He immediately shattered the ground and disappeared from the spot as if he had teleported.

The next second, a scarlet spear appeared in front of Zhao Yun, piercing towards his chest with a shrill whistling sound that tore through the air.

"What a gun!"

Zhao Yun showed his approval, and with a flick of his silver spear, he pressed the crimson spearhead tightly against the shaft just as it was about to strike him.

The next second, he exerted force with both arms, and the silver spear retracted and expanded like a dragon emerging from the water, exhaling and releasing power. At the same time as shaking off the scarlet spear, he thrust the spear towards Lancer's shoulder.

"what?!"

Lancer's pupils contracted sharply upon sensing the subtle force emanating from the gun.

But then, he shouted and his powerful arms jerked violently, forcefully turning the spear back and swinging it back along its original trajectory toward the silver spear in front of him.

In an instant, the silver spear clashed with the scarlet spear, and the air seemed to freeze for a moment.

"boom!"

The next second, a terrifying power erupted instantly, causing ripples to spread through the air.

The howling wind swept through his hair. Zhao Yun released his right hand and thrust his left hand forward, gripping the end of the spear shaft.

The gleaming silver spear bent and rebounded, using the recoil from the previous collision to trace arcs in the air before stabbing towards Lancer's cheek in a way that was difficult to predict.

"What a quick response!"

Lancer gritted his teeth, immediately released his spear, and twisted his body backward to evade the attack with a bridge maneuver.

"laugh--"

With a sickening metallic scraping sound, the silver spearhead slicing through Lancer's shoulder armor, severing several strands of blue hair.

Zhao Yun's expression remained calm and composed. He withdrew the silver spear that had just passed his shoulder armor with his left hand, and then placed his right hand on the shaft of the spear. Then, he slammed it down heavily!
"Oh!"

With a muffled thud, the bent silver spear struck Lancer squarely in the chest.

Lancer groaned, his bent knees giving way beneath him, and he was slammed to the ground by the gunshot.

Just as his back touched the ground, he forcefully twisted his waist and hips, rolling away from the silver spear's attack range.

At the same time, Zhao Yun used the recoil to flick the crimson spear upwards, sending it flying into the air, and then caught it casually.

"The strength is good, and the speed is more than enough, but the only thing lacking is agility."

Zhao Yun calmly commented, then tossed the scarlet spear back to Lancer.

"Come again!"

"..."

Lancer caught the spear, gritted his teeth, and then roared, his figure disappearing from the spot in an instant.

This time, he realized the gap between his marksmanship and his opponent's, so he abandoned the skill-based competition and returned to his most comfortable fighting style.

Simple and brutal, yet effective high-speed combat.

His fighting style is like that of a wild beast, launching a fierce and relentless attack!
"boom!"

In an instant, Zhao Yun, clad in silver armor and wielding a silver spear, clashed with the heroic spirit in blue armor and wielding a red spear.

A violent force hundreds of times greater than that of humans erupted instantly, forming powerful shockwaves visible to the naked eye, which spread outwards in all directions in a circular pattern centered on the two individuals.

"call--"

The howling air currents whipped up a gale that blew all the railings off the surrounding rooftops.

The rooftop floor also cracked inch by inch under the impact of the force, revealing one spiderweb-like circular pit after another.

The aftershocks of their battle were so intense that Archer had to leap up with Rin Tohsaka in his arms and stand atop the water tower to overlook the battlefield.

Similarly, Bai Zeming flew into the air, grabbing Emiya Shirou by the collar.

Looking down at the battlefield, he frowned, his expression becoming somewhat grave.

Even with his current eyesight, he could hardly catch a glimpse of the two fighting. He could only see the flashes of silver and blue on the rooftop and hear the continuous clanging of metal against metal.

"Is this Lancer's true strength?"

(End of this chapter)