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Heretic Trainer: The Gym Is My Cultivation Method

Chapter 31: Don’t Touch Her Chest! · 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

Garion leaned forward in his seat, eyes scanning the twelve giant screens above the arena.

His gaze froze when one screen shifted, showing a familiar figure.

”There you are.”

Dahlia had indeed appeared on one of the projections.

But Garion’s lips twitched when he saw her still wearing her oversized robe.

”Why the hell is she still wearing that thing? It’ll obstruct her movements. I gave her the combat suit for a reason.”

He let out a long sigh, rubbing his forehead.

”This girl... She is still embarrassed to show her great body in front of strangers, but doesn’t mind beating them bloody. Unbelievable.”

On the screen, Dahlia’s opponent was a boy in a red robe, raising his sword high.

His build was ordinary, his stance shaky, and mana flared to cover his blade.

The crowd around Garion murmured in excitement, but Garion only narrowed his eyes.

The boy lunged, shouting the name of his technique.

His strike came fast, but his feet were unsteady, his shoulders stiff, and his grip uneven.

”Tch. His form is garbage. Even Dahlia, on day one, had better control than him.”

On the screen, Dahlia didn’t even bother using mana and quickly counterattacked the boy.

With only three quick strikes and a simple twist of her wrist, she locked the boy’s arm and slammed him to teh ground.

The audience gasped as the boy cried out in pain, pinned in her lock.

Dahlia didn’t gloat or yell. She simply tightened her hold until his sword clattered uselessly to the ground.

Garion just nodded, but didn’t smile, knowing how weak the boy was.

”Quite efficient, but still, the opponent was too weak to show off her strength.”

He leaned back, but then something caught his eye.

Not far from his seat, in the section for sect elders, a man in the same red robes was watching teh same screen intently.

His posture was stiff, his face darkening every second. Garion’s eyes narrowed, knowing who he was.

That person must be in the same sect as that boy.

He focused on the elder, letting his senses probe the man’s aura.

The air around him felt heavier, far beyond any Refinement Realm Cutlivators.

Stronger than Saturation... No doubt about it. He’s in the second realm.

Garion’s jaw quickly tightened.

”Tch. Looks like I’ll need to break through to the Mana Core Realm soon. Otherwise, I’ll be caught in the famous chain of cultivation world.”

He knew the chain pattern well and all weebs joke about it so much on earth, and now he was about to face it.

Beat the disciple, and the master comes. Beat the master, and the elder comes. Then the sect leader. Then the ancestor. It never ends.

On the elder’s side, the red-robed man’s frown deepened as Dahlia continued to tighten her lock.

”That child...”

His voice was low, but the pressure of his mana made the air ripple faintly.

”How could a mere little girl subdue him so easily?”

He clenched the armrest of his seat, his knuckles whitening.

That boy wasn’t just any disciple. He was one of their sect’s most promising talents.

His aptitude was praised since childhood, and that’s why he was quite arrogant.

But his arrogance had always been tolerated because he could back it up.

But now, before the eyes of thousands, he had been crushed by a little girl whose sect was unknown.

What sect is she from? To produce such an extraordinary girl... this isn’t just a small sect. No ordinary sect could have a disciple like this.

Around him, other elders began to whisper too.

”That girl fought strangely, didn’t she?”

”Her technique wasn’t like a sect’s martial art. It was too crude.”

”Where did she learn all those weird techniques?”

The red-robe elder’s frown deepened even further.

His disciple lay defeated, and his sect’s reputation had been dented because this was only the first stage.

Whoever trained that girl... I’ll find out.

Garion, watching from the common seats, frowned slightly.

”It seems that I need to hasten my cultivation or else...”

He could see dangers when he looked at that red-robed elder’s eyes.

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The boy’s arm was still locked tightly by Dahlia. Her voice then suddenly became cold.

”Now, let me ask you one more time. Do you give up?”

The boy’s face twisted with pain, sweat dripping down his forehead.

His teeth ground together, his pride screaming louder than his arching body.

”Are you crazy? This is only the first stage! There’s no way in hell I’ll give up, so...”

His eyes flashed in rage as he roared.

”GET OFF ME!”

Dahlia’s smirk widened.

”Then don’t blame me.”

She leaned back and twisted harder, aiming to snap his arm cleanly.

But just as she did, the boy noticed a tiny opening. He gritted his teeth, throwing all thoughts of pride aside.

So what if they mock me later? If I can still win, it’s worth it.

His free hand shot forward, not for her weapon or her throat, but toward her chest.

Gasps erupted from the spectators as the image played out on the screen.

Dahlia’s eyes went wide. For an instant, shock froze her. Then fury exploded in her chest.

”YOU!!!”

She screamed, instantly releasing the arm lock, twisting her body, and kicking the boy hard in the chest.

Wham!

The boy was launched backward, smashing against teh trunk of a tree before tumbling to the ground, coughing violently.

Dahlia’s breathing was heavy, her fists trembling with rage.

”YOU PERVERT!”

She roared, pointing at him.

”If that’s how you fight, then you’re not a cultivator. You’re just trash!”

The boy staggered to his feet, his pride shattered.

His face was pale, his breath ragged, but he didn’t dare move closer.

Instead, he turned and bolted into the forest, his figure disappearing between the trees.

Dahlia stood rooted in place, her chest heaving. Her nails dug into her palm, and anger burned through her veins.

”Whoever you are... Don’t ever let me see you again. Next time, I won’t stop with only one arm broken.”

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