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Heretic Trainer: The Gym Is My Cultivation Method

Chapter 91: The Anatomy Pop Quiz of Doom · Oct 17, 2026

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51 Chapter 51: Dahlia’s Surprising Wish 2026-10-17
52 Chapter 52: Workout in Hell 2026-10-17
53 Chapter 53: Cut the Root Now 2026-10-17
54 Chapter 54: Night at the God Gym 2026-10-17
55 Chapter 55: Garion Gets Serious 2026-10-17
56 Chapter 56: Stone Piledriver 2026-10-17
57 Chapter 57: Bleed and Suffer 2026-10-17
58 Chapter 58: Bria’s Last Mistake 2026-10-17
59 Chapter 59: More Like Second Rate 2026-10-17
60 Chapter 60: Wanted: One Gym Rat Dead 2026-10-17
61 Chapter 61: Welcome to Hell Gym 2026-10-17
62 Chapter 62: Can’t Handle the Spice 2026-10-17
63 Chapter 63: Dahlia Wants Lotion 2026-10-17
64 Chapter 64: Dahlia Accidentally Leaks Lore 2026-10-17
65 Chapter 65: When Rocks Become Real Estate 2026-10-17
66 Chapter 66: Garion the Muscle Chef 2026-10-17
67 Chapter 67: Autopsy of the Second Realm 2026-10-17
68 Chapter 68: One Cell to Rule Them 2026-10-17
69 Chapter 69: Perfection Within a Single Cell 2026-10-17
70 Chapter 70: System Upgrade Smells Like Sweat 2026-10-17
71 Chapter 71: Master Forgot the Recruits Again 2026-10-17
72 Chapter 72: Dahlia’s Worst Ride Ever 2026-10-17
73 Chapter 73: Dahlia’s Brutal Recruitment Begins 2026-10-17
74 Chapter 74: A New Star Joins God Gym 2026-10-17
75 Chapter 75: God Gym Orientation 2026-10-17
76 Chapter 76: Dahlia Becomes the Gym Demon 2026-10-17
77 Chapter 77: Welcome to Leg Hell 2026-10-17
78 Chapter 78: It’s Not Poison… Probably 2026-10-17
79 Chapter 79: Five Sets of Regret 2026-10-17
80 Chapter 80: The Burn Is Real 2026-10-17
81 Chapter 81: From Peaceful Night to Food War 2026-10-17
82 Chapter 82: Pain That Builds Power 2026-10-17
83 Chapter 83: Run or Lose Your Meat 2026-10-17
84 Chapter 84: Dahlia’s Final Step 2026-10-17
85 Chapter 85: The Final Became a Massacre 2026-10-17
86 Chapter 86: The Spark of Evolution 2026-10-17
87 Chapter 87: Cultivation Meets Biology 2026-10-17
88 Chapter 88: Bodybuilding Class Turned Real 2026-10-17
89 Chapter 89: The Foundation of Life 2026-10-17
90 Chapter 90: Study or Die Trying 2026-10-17
91 Chapter 91: The Anatomy Pop Quiz of Doom 2026-10-17
92 Chapter 92: The Great Cultivation Scam 2026-10-17
93 Chapter 93: Cellular Cultivation! 2026-10-17
94 Chapter 94: Passive Cultivation Mode 2026-10-17
95 Chapter 95: Dahlia Came Back and Panicked 2026-10-17
96 Chapter 96: The Mystery of Incomplete Traits 2026-10-17
97 Chapter 97: Vegetables? Over My Dead Body! 2026-10-17
98 Chapter 98: Don’t Die Dumb 2026-10-17
99 Chapter 99: The Sect Everyone Wanted Dead 2026-10-17
100 Chapter 100: Master’s Workouts Hurt Worse! 2026-10-17

Garion stood in the middle of the Learning Hall at the start of the morning.

The disciple stood in neat lines, each holding their thick anatomy book.

”It’s been one month. You’ve trained your bodies, eaten like beasts, and studied than most scholars.”

He paused, letting the words hang in the air. Then his lips curved into a smirk.

”So today...”

Everyone held their breath.

”We’ll see how much you actually learned about the human body.”

A wave of groans instantly filled the room.

”Test?”

”No way!”

”Master, have mercy!”

Garion chuckled softly.

”Mercy? You joined the God Gym, not a tea club.”

A few disciples exchanged nervous looks.

”I’d rather lift a mountain than do this...”

”Same...”

Garion flicked his fingers, and glowing sheets of paper with quills appeared in front of everyone, shocking them all.

”Answer the questions. You have exactly one hour to do it.”

Everyone quickly flipped the page, inks scratched hurriedly, filling the room with panic.

”Where’s the part about the stomach again!?”

”Was the heart on the left or right!?”

”I forgot how many bones a person has!”

Garion watched and smirked, clearly entertained.

”I taught you all this every single day. How can you forget already?”

He walked between the rows, occasionally glancing at someone’s paper.

”No, the heart’s not in the middle like a rock. It’s tilted left. You’re not writing a fantasy novel here.”

Some disciples gulped, frantically erasing and rewriting.

Meanwhile, Arden, the timid and quiet boy who stood in the front, was trembling as he wrote his answers.

But still, his eyes were calm and focused. His quill also moved quickly, each line neat and sure.

A disciple beside him peeked over and whispered in surprise.

”You already finished that part?!”

Arden blinked and nodded, whispering back.

”Uh... yeah.”

”How!?”

”I studied every night,” Arden muttered, almost embarrassed.

The others groaned in disbelief. One even sighed.

”I knew it. The quiet ones are always the scariest.”

Garion stopped behind Arden, leaning forward to peek at his paper.

Arden’s answers were clean, precise and perfectly detailed, surprising Garion.

”Not bad, kid.”

Arden froze, then nodded back.

”T-thank you, Master!”

Garion straightened up and continued walking.

”Good. Keep it that way. The rest of you should learn from him.”

A ripple of frustration went through he class.

”Great. Now the teacher’s pet is the genius.”

”I can’t even spell ’esophagus’...”

”Shut up, maybe he’ll share notes later.”

When time ran out, Garion clapped his hands, and the papers floated toward him.

He began checking right there in front of them, flipping through each answer with speed.

”Wrong. Wrong. At least you tried. Not bad. Terrible handwriting. Decent. Wrong again.”

Then suddenly his eyes widened.

”The hell is this?! Is this drawing supposed to be a potato or a heart?”

Some disciples buried their faces in their hands.

Finally, Garion stopped, holding up one paper.

”Now this... this is perfect.”

He turned it around for everyone to see the neat writing and well-labelled sketches.

”Arden.”

Arden flinched, standing quickly.

”Y-Yes, Master?”

Garion smiled.

”Rank one. Full score. You’re the top of this batch.”

Gasps echoed.

”WHAT!?”

”Him!?”

”No way!”

Arden scratched his head, face red.

”I-I just... read the book a lot.”

Garion laughed.

”That’s what happens when you actually use your brain instead of complaining. Learn from him.”

He looked around at the others, his grin sharp.

”Don’t be disappointed. Most of you did well. You’ve all improved more than I expected.”

He waved his hand, and everyone’s test scores appeared as glowing numbers above their head.

All of them were above average, far higher than what they had expected.

”See? Even the slowest among you scored a bit higher than average. You’re not just muscles anymore. You’re smart muscles.”

Laughter rippled through the hall. Even the nervous disciple smiles, the tension easing.

Garion nodded with satisfaction and then turned to Arden again.

”And you kid... Good job. You’ve got a sharp mind. Don’t let fear dull it.”

Arden straightened his back, bowing deeply.

”I’ll do my best, Master.”

Garion smirked.

”You’d better be. Because now...”

He paused for effect, letting the tension rise.

”It’s time for your reward.”

Every disciple instantly perked up, eyes widening.

”Reward!?”

”Finally!”

”Is it food? Please let it be food!”

”No, idiot! It’s probably something better than that!”

Garion chuckled, enjoying their reactions.

”Calm down. You’ll like this one more than extra meat at dinner.”

He let the silence stretch again before speaking.

”Starting today, I’ll teach you the foundation of our God Gym’s true cultivation method...”

He raised his hand dramatically.

”The [God Physique Cultivation Art].”

The entire hall buzzed. The disciples looked at each other with wide eyes.

”The [God Physique Cultivation Art]?”

”That’s the real cultivation art of our God Gym?”

”We finally get to learn it!?”

Garion grinned as their excitement grew.

”Yes. This is the true cultivation art that separates us from every other sect in this world.”

He let his words hang in the air before suddenly saying.

”But before we start...”

The disciples froze.

”There’s a but?”

Garion nodded slowly.

”Of course. You think I’d just hand you something so important without making sure your brains are working?”

Several disciples groaned in unison.

”Every time, Master...”

”I should’ve known there’s a catch.”

”Can’t we just train first, then study later?”

Garion ignored them, his grin not fading.

”Now, can anyone tell me how the first realm or the Mana Refinement Realm works in the first place?”

Finally, one disciple raised his hand hesitantly.

”Uh... we refine mana... right?”

Garion tilted his head.

”Refine it how?”

The disciple blinked.

”Uh... by... breathing?”

Laughter rippled through the hall. Someone even whispered.

”At least he tried.”

Garion sighed dramatically.

”Breathing helps you live, not refine mana. Anyone else.”

Another disciple stepped forward, looking a little nervous.

”Master, it’s when we draw mana into our lower abdomen, then gather it together to make a mana pool.”

Garion smiled, nodding.

”You got it. But still... can anyone explain it better?”

The hall went quiet again.

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