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Heretic Trainer: The Gym Is My Cultivation Method

Chapter 30: Her First Real Fight in the Realm · Oct 17, 2026

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1 Chapter 1: Pre-Workout to Paradise 2026-10-17
2 Chapter 2: My System Is a Gym 2026-10-17
3 Chapter 3: Bandits vs Gym Rat 2026-10-17
4 Chapter 4: First Disciple Signed Up 2026-10-17
5 Chapter 5: Fake Cultivation 101 2026-10-17
6 Chapter 6: My Body Is the Mana Pool 2026-10-17
7 Chapter 7: Welcome to Anatomy 101 2026-10-17
8 Chapter 8: The Gym Bro Cultivation Path 2026-10-17
9 Chapter 9: Mana FX 2026-10-17
10 Chapter 10: Weed Collector 2026-10-17
11 Chapter 11: Counterpunch Commerce 2026-10-17
12 Chapter 12: The Herb Everyone Wants 2026-10-17
13 Chapter 13: Dragon Tooth Chaos 2026-10-17
14 Chapter 14: Second Function Unlocked! 2026-10-17
15 Chapter 15: Cultivation? Nah, Push-Ups 2026-10-17
16 Chapter 16: The Gym Finally Opens 2026-10-17
17 Chapter 17: Squat Rack Surprise 2026-10-17
18 Chapter 18: Don’t Skip Leg Day 2026-10-17
19 Chapter 19: Martial Arts 101 2026-10-17
20 Chapter 20: First Real Fight 2026-10-17
21 Chapter 21: Trainer Dahlia Emerges 2026-10-17
22 Chapter 22: Hell No to Ugly Disciples 2026-10-17
23 Chapter 23: From Bounty to Bracket 2026-10-17
24 Chapter 24: The Daily Death of Dahlia 2026-10-17
25 Chapter 25: Supplements of the God Gym 2026-10-17
26 Chapter 26: Whey Worse Than Death 2026-10-17
27 Chapter 27: Uniform of Pride 2026-10-17
28 Chapter 28: The Weight of a Thousand Competitors 2026-10-17
29 Chapter 29: The Realm of Survival 2026-10-17
30 Chapter 30: Her First Real Fight in the Realm 2026-10-17
31 Chapter 31: Don’t Touch Her Chest! 2026-10-17
32 Chapter 32: Token Crunch 2026-10-17
33 Chapter 33: When Supplements Hit Too Hard 2026-10-17
34 Chapter 34: Red Boy Got Schooled 2026-10-17
35 Chapter 35: Humiliation in Red 2026-10-17
36 Chapter 36: Top 32 Without Taking the Robe Off 2026-10-17
37 Chapter 37: The Red Fang’s Wrath 2026-10-17
38 Chapter 38: Secrets of the Second Realm 2026-10-17
39 Chapter 39: Blood Flow Before Bloodshed 2026-10-17
40 Chapter 40: Warm-Ups Hurt More 2026-10-17
41 Chapter 41: Dahlia’s Slapstick Debut 2026-10-17
42 Chapter 42: The Dark Horse 2026-10-17
43 Chapter 43: One Kick, One Nosebleed 2026-10-17
44 Chapter 44: When Shy Muscles Go Public 2026-10-17
45 Chapter 45: Skips Straight to Finals 2026-10-17
46 Chapter 46: Banned or Beaten 2026-10-17
47 Chapter 47: Blinded but Unbroken 2026-10-17
48 Chapter 48: Blades of Light Everywhere 2026-10-17
49 Chapter 49: Found You… Or Not 2026-10-17
50 Chapter 50: Whose Body Breaks First 2026-10-17

One by one, the competitors stepped through the glowing gate.

The moment Dahlia crossed it, the world around her twisted, and when it cleared, she found herself alone in a dense forest.

She blinked rapidly, clutching her jade token.

”I’m... alone?”

It took a few moments before she understood.

So even though some groups wanted to work together, they weren’t teleported together because it was randomized.

Her hand tightened on the jade, breathing slowly, calming herself.

”At least this way, I don’t get ganged up on from the start. Good. This is even better.”

Meanwhile, back on the spectators’ side, the crowd suddenly roared.

High above, twelve massive glowing screens materialize in the air.

Each screen shimmered, showing scenes from inside the Treasure Realm.

Beast prowled, cultivators clashed, and flashes of mana techniques lit up the displays.

Garion leaned forward, eyes narrowing.

”Hoh? So they’re letting the audience watch live... I never thought they’d have something like this.”

The man sitting next to him, a local merchant, chuckled.

”Interesting, isn’t it? It’s a special treasure from a certain sect that made all of this possible.”

Garion smirked, resting his chin on his hand.

”A treasure, huh? Make sense, and it is really interesting.”

The twelve screens shifted, splitting into smaller sections that zoomed in on the most exciting battles.

On one, a boy in red robes swung his sword wildly while his opponent swung his spear wildly as well.

On another, a group of three fought desperately against a giant wolf beast, their screams mixing with the wolf’s howl.

Garion’s eyes narrowed as he studied them.

Most competitors fought with no form. Their attacks were wild and sloppy, relying only on mana and brute strength.

”Tch. As expected. They’ve got no idea how to use their bodies. Just use mana around like children.”

But then, on another screen, he saw something different. A group of youths in blue uniforms fought in coordination.

Their stances were firmer, their strikes sharper, not completely refined but far more disciplined than the others.

”Hoh. So the big sect does know a bit about efficient combat. Not perfect, but at least they’ve been training to refine it. Quite interesting.”

He also quickly scanned the other screens, searching for Dahlia.

But no matter how many shifted views passed by, she wasn’t shown at all.

Garion leaned back in his seat, frowning.

”Not in the highlights, huh?”

He then just waved it off.

”Well, that’s fine. If she’s not on the screen, it means she hasn’t gotten into trouble yet.”

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Back in the forest, Dahlia had her first real test.

A beast appeared from the trees.

It was a black bear the size of a carriage, with big, sharp claws and saliva dripping from its jaws.

Dahlia’s heart jumped for a moment, but she quickly steadied herself.

”It’s just a beast, nothing more. Just breathe and calm down.”

She then tugged her robe tighter.

Even though Garion had given her the combat suit, she still refused to take off the robe.

The thought of showing her arms and bare stomach to strangers made her cheeks burn.

The bear then lunged forward.

Dahlia quickly sidestepped, twisting her hips and landing a punch into its side.

The bear roared in pain, swiping its claws at her in anger.

Dahlia just chuckled as she looked at it.

”Too slow.”

She ducked under the strike, slid behind it, and threw another punch into its ribs.

The beast staggered, but it wasn’t down.

Dahlia circled, never letting it line her up for a direct attack, and Garion’s imagined voice echoed in her head.

Don’t stop moving. Hit from different angles. Let the body carry the punch.

One, two, three punches. She punched the bear from different sides.

Each blow chipped away its strength until finally, with a last roar, it collapsed onto the ground, twitching before going still.

Dahlia stood over it, panting slightly.

”Not bad. But beasts are just a side dish. Not the main dish.”

She wiped her sweat from her brow and continued deeper into the forest.

Minutes later, she spotted some movement ahead.

A familiar figure in a red robe stepped out from between the trees, sword in hand.

That’s the boy who mocked me in the waiting hall.

He spotted her as well, lips curling into a smirk.

”Well, well, well. The little girl in the robe survived longer than I thought. What’s wrong? Hiding your sect’s shame under that cloth?”

Dahlia’s jaw tightened, but instead of snapping back, she smirked.

”Funny. You’re alone here. Where are your friends now?”

The boy scoffed.

”I don’t need them. Against unknown trash like you, I’m alone... is enough.”

The boy then raised his sword, and mana crackled on the blade.

However, Dahlia could see that his form was sloppy.

His feet were too narrow, his shoulders stiff, his grip uneven.

He looked more like a child swinging a stick than a martial artist.

No form. Just maan. Master was right... This is why they will lose to me.

The boy lunged directly, slashing downward with a burst of mana.

”Red Fang Slash!”

Dahlia sidestepped easily as the sword cut into the dirt around her.

She then stepped in and delivered a sharp punch to his chest as a counter.

”URK!”

The body staggered back, clutching himself and staring at Dahlia in anger.

”You...!”

Dahlia only smiled, seeing his stare.

”To think that you’re this weak. Your swing is just too wide. And also too much mana and too imbalance.”

Snarling, he slashed again, this time sideways.

Dahlia ducked under it, her body moving smoothly.

She then grabbed his arms as it passed and twisted.

The boy yelped as she forced him down, his sword clattering to the ground.

”W-what the hell is this?!”

The boy shouted as he struggled against her.

Dahlia only smirked.

”This is what happens when you fight without form.”

She shifted her weight and locked his arms against her body, applying pressure and making his screams even louder.

”ARGH! LET GO!”

Dahlia only smirked as she twisted harder mercilessly.

”You mocked me earlier, right? How does it feel to be beaten by the one you mock?”

”DAMN YOU!”

The boy shouted again as he kicked wildly, but Dahlia was just too strong, making him unable to break free.

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