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Heretic Trainer: The Gym Is My Cultivation Method

Chapter 100: Master’s Workouts Hurt Worse! · 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

Arden frowned. Not only did he need to be cautious against this poison user, but also his companion, who was about to move.

His companion began to step forward and drew out a single-edged sword strapped to her back.

She smirked faintly, her eyes glowing beneath her hood.

”Let’s make this quick, too, shall we?”

She lowered her stance slightly, and suddenly the air beneath her feet compressed, and she vanished instantly.

Then, she reappeared right in front of the disciples, scaring them, and Arden included.

”DUCK!” Arden yelled.

They ducked just as the sword cut through the air, leaving a bright arc that whistled like slicing wind.

”Veil Slash!”

Even though most ducked in time, several of them were hit, cutting open their arms with shallow wounds.

Clara rushed to one of them, checking the wound.

”Fortunately, it was not a deep one! It was just a shallow cut!”

The woman straihgend back up, smirking.

”Strong bodies indeed. Just like they said, all of you trained your body, not mana.”

She swung her sword lightly, the air whistling around it.

”That means all of you will make excellent targets to slice apart.”

Arden was now frowning, his thoughts spinning fast, thinking of a solution.

’Damn it... Both of them had mana traits, so they should be at least Second Realm Stabilization Stage cultivators.’

He looked around him. His fellow disciples were strong, but still, they were only First Realm cultivators.

”This is really bad...”

Then suddenly, Rynor, looking at his ugly face, yelled loudly.

”Arden, don’t think too much! Remember that we’ve got numbers!”

Rynar, beside him, also yelled at him, grinning.

”Yeah! We have a hundred strong people here! Although most of us were injured, we can still take more hits!”

A few others raised their voices too, shouting in agreement.

”We trained our bodies for this very moment, right?”

”Master’s workouts hurt worse than this!”

”If we’re dying, we won’t die easy!”

Someone laughed. ”And if we break something, Master will just heal us later anyway!”

That made a few of them grin nervously, and even Arden couldn’t help but smile a little.

”Fine... if that’s what all of you want... then let’s make it count and beat those two stupid bastards!”

He then raised his hand, gathering their attention for easier orders.

”Listen up! Don’t go alone. Move in small teams of five. Rotate when injured, strike togher and overhelm them.”

He flexed his body, reminding them.

”Use your mana to harden your skin and muscles and hit them with your full weight!”

”YES!” they roared.

Arden raised his hand and chopped it down.

”GO!”

They rushed out, shaking the ground as hundreds of them charged forward.

Even the two enemies paused for a brief second.

They never thought that all the hundreds of them would charge at them all at once.

The knife-wielder grinned.

”Fine, if you think you can win with numbers... then let’s crush your hope.”

He crossed his blade and rushed forward.

”Pulse Fang!”

His arms blurred as he stabbed the air again and again.

Each stab released a wave of poisonous pulse that exploded outward like small shockwaves.

The first row of disciples took the hits head-on, sliding backward, coughing.

Some clutched their stomach as faint green lines began to spread across their skin.

”Fall back and rotate!” Arden shouted.

Immediately, the injured fell back, and others took their places.

They quickly channeled mana into their muscles, mainly on their arms.

The sword-wielding woman smirked as she raised her blade high, wind swirling around it.

”Veil Slash!”

A wave of air blades blasted through the front lines, cutting across their clothes.

The impact also sent several disciples flying backward, rolling through the dirt.

Eliza gritted her teeth. ”Damn, that wind slash again! It’s too annoying!”

Clara stepped up beside her. ”Then, let’s just make her unable to use that again!”

They dashed forward, quickly covering all parts of their body with mana, strengthening them.

Arden stayed in the center, his mind working nonstop, overseeing the battlefield.

”Keep their focus divided! Teams one through four, draw the knife guy to the left! Teams five through ten, surround the sword user!”

All of them obeyed, splitting into groups and encircling and splitting the two enemies.

The knife guy hissed. ”You think you can surround me with only you guys? You’re dead wrong!”

He slashed his knives downward. ”Let’s see if you can take this one! Venom Drift!”

Green mist exploded around him, forcing several disciples to cover their mouths and fall back coughing.

Arden narrowed his eyes, thinking of another solution.

”Damn it... Poison cultivator was just too troublesome.”

Then, as he looked around, he suddenly noticed a cluster of broken trees, which quickly sparked an idea in his mind.

”Rynar, Rynor! Knock those trees down!”

The twins didn’t hesitate. They sprinted toward the side and kicked the trees.

The trees toppled, sending a rush of air and debris toward the mist, scattering it.

”Now!” Arden shouted. ”Go in while it’s clear!”

The disciples roared in excitement and surged forward, wanting to get revenge.

The knife guy barely blocked the first barrage as fists hammered against his arm and chest, forcing him backward.

He could only slash wildly as his poisonous mana was already quite thin for a moment.

Then suddenly, a few disciples appeared from behind him, grabbing his sleeves and holding him in place.

The other took this chance to deliver numerous knee strikes and kicks straight to his chest and stomach.

He growled in anger, unleashing Serpent Step, vanishing and reappearing behind them all.

But Arden already expected that one probable outcome. ”Behind!”

The moment the man appeared, ten disciples spun and attacked in perfect sync, elbows, knees, and fists to different parts of the body.

The impact sent him flying back into a bouklder, cracking it in half.

The sword user’s eyes widened. ”Tch, what an idiot! You let them corner you!”

She kicked off the ground, wind bursing under her feet to launch herself into the air.

When she was above the disciples, she swung her sword in a wide arc.

”Air Mirage!”

Her body split into two, one dashing left and the other to the right, confusing them all.

”How can there be two of her, now?!” someone shouted in confusion.

Arden focused on both figures. ”No, only one’s real. The air distortion is stronger on the left! Hit the left one!”

Eliza and Clara lunged at the left figure together, covering their fists with mana.

The woman’s eyes widened when she found out. ”What the hell? How can you find me?!”

Their punches landed before she could dodge, slamming into her midsection, sending her crashing to the ground.

The disciples erupted in cheers..

”She’s down!”

”We got her!”

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