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Heretic Trainer: The Gym Is My Cultivation Method

Chapter 124: A Sect That Builds Monsters · Oct 17, 2026

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101 Chapter 101: How to Break Two Cultivators Before Dinner 2026-10-17
102 Chapter 102: The Calm Before Global Chaos 2026-10-17
103 Chapter 103: Garion’s Secret Recipe: Pain and Gain 2026-10-17
104 Chapter 104: Dinner or Death Challenge 2026-10-17
105 Chapter 105: From Feast to Fitness Hell 2026-10-17
106 Chapter 106: The Serum That Breaks Limits 2026-10-17
107 Chapter 107: His Trait Didn’t Fail… It Transcended. 2026-10-17
108 Chapter 108: Arden the Unpaid Substitute Teacher 2026-10-17
109 Chapter 109: The Lecture That Accidentally Saved Everyone 2026-10-17
110 Chapter 110: The Reward You Wish You Didn’t Earn 2026-10-17
111 Chapter 111: Hot, Sour, Salty, and Regretful 2026-10-17
112 Chapter 112: The Chosen Five 2026-10-17
113 Chapter 113: Four Months of Fire 2026-10-17
114 Chapter 114: The Twin Terrors Go Home 2026-10-17
115 Chapter 115: Garion Learns What Clan Politics Feel Like 2026-10-17
116 Chapter 116: Garion Went Full Prince Mode 2026-10-17
117 Chapter 117: The God Gym Needs a New Elder 2026-10-17
118 Chapter 118: Romantic Hospitality Mode 2026-10-17
119 Chapter 119: Twin Terrors Drop In... Literally 2026-10-17
120 Chapter 120: Who Invited These Gym Freaks? 2026-10-17
121 Chapter 121: You Won’t Believe These Numbers! 2026-10-17
122 Chapter 122: All In One Bracket! 2026-10-17
123 Chapter 123: The One-Strike Twins 2026-10-17
124 Chapter 124: A Sect That Builds Monsters 2026-10-17
125 Chapter 125: The Flame Swordman, Rovric 2026-10-17
126 Chapter 126: How to Ask for Forbidden Knowledge Casually 2026-10-17
127 Chapter 127: The Patriarch’s Brain Just Crashed 2026-10-17
128 Chapter 128: Raviel’s Request 2026-10-17
129 Chapter 129: New Elder Quest Unlocked 2026-10-17
130 Chapter 130 130: The Twins Got New Drip 2026-10-17
131 Chapter 131 131: Twins Start a Riot 2026-10-17
132 Chapter 132: A Buffet Gauntlet 2026-10-17
133 Chapter 133: The Arena Dancing Floor 2026-10-17
134 Chapter 134: Punch Buffet 2026-10-17
135 Chapter 135: Revenge Buffet 2026-10-17
136 Chapter 136: Revalis Grand Buffet Finale 2026-10-17
137 Chapter 137: Time for the Boss Battle 2026-10-17
138 Chapter 138: Wizard Mode Activated 2026-10-17
139 Chapter 139: When Gods Enter the World 2026-10-17
140 Chapter 140: Doing Push-Ups Inside a God’s Realm 2026-10-17
141 Chapter 141: One More Rep to Break Heaven 2026-10-17
142 Chapter 142: The Pain of Ascension 2026-10-17
143 Chapter 143: Heavier Than Godhood 2026-10-17
144 Chapter 144: The Mortal Who Matched a God 2026-10-17
145 Chapter 145: Minor Pain Expected 2026-10-17
146 Chapter 146: The Patriarch Invited the Wrong Group to Dinner 2026-10-17
147 Chapter 147: The Revalis Banquet Massacre 2026-10-17
148 Chapter 148: The Brothel Misunderstanding 2026-10-17
149 Chapter 149: Revalis After Dark 2026-10-17
150 Chapter 150: Rise of the First Branch 2026-10-17

Raviel leaned slightly forward in his seat, eyes following the twins as the cheers filled the arena.

”Those two... their movements were strong and precise, but the mana I felt from them was faint, almost nonexistent.”

He paused, eyes narrowing.

”It’s like they don’t even use mana... yet their strikes carry the power of someone who does. It’s really strange.”

Elder Rendric, standing beside him, nodded slowly.

”They don’t use mana the way cultivators do. I don’t really know how it worked, but it strengthens their body to another level.”

Raviel exhaled softly.

”So this is the path of that so-called God Gym, huh?”

Rendric gave a half-smile.

”Yes. Unique, to say the least. It’s almost like they both use mana and don’t use it at the same time.”

Raviel’s eyes stayed locked on the arena floor.

”Interesting... If their strength doesn’t rely on pure mana, then even suppressing them won’t work.”

Another elder nearby whispered quietly.

”To move like that without mana... that’s not cultivation. That’s... something else.”

Raviel said nothing more, but his eyes glinted faintly, deep in thought.

---

Meanwhile, in the deck of the hovering flying ship, Garion and the others watched as the crowd below erupted in noise.

Garion turned toward Rachel, who was sitting near the railing, watching the scene unfold with wide eyes.

”So, Miss Rachel... What do you think of the twins now?”

Rachel blinked, still staring down at the arena. Her fingers gripped her teacup tightly before she finally answered.

”They’re... already this strong?”

Garion chuckled softly.

”Of course they are. They’ve been training under me. God Gym doesn’t build ordinary cultivators. We train monsters in human form.”

Rachel turned to him, still stunned.

”I can see that. The way they fought... without relying too much on mana. Just strength and control. Even I couldn’t clearly sense their mana.”

Garion nodded, eyes glinting faintly.

”That’s because they’ve gone beyond regular mana training. Their power comes from their own trained body.”

Rachel placed a hand on her chest, looking both amazed and a little emotional.

”No wonder many people are starting to talk about your sect. It’s... really different.”

Garion smiled wider and more confidently.

”That’s the point, Miss Rachel. God Gym is about refining the body to its peak... to reach the level of gods themselves.”

Rachel looked down again at the arena, her eyes softening.

”So that’s what it means... to be from God Gym.”

Garion chuckled faintly and turned his gaze back to the wide sky.

”Exactly. We’re not just simple mana cultivators, but cultivators who cultivate our entire being.”

Rachel nodded slowly, her expression filled with admiration.

”Then it’s no wonder some people are quite afraid of you now, as you’re just this mad.”

Garion smiled faintly but didn’t answer.

Instead, his thoughts drifted quietly as he watched the two twins waiting for another match.

’Good. The more she admires God Gym, the higher the chance she will join when I ask her later.’

---

After a few matches filled with sparks, cheers, and close calls, the announcer’s voice boomed again.

”Next up! Contestant Number Thirteen versus Contestant Number Twenty, Ragric Revalis!”

The crowd immediately grew louder.

”Ragric’s turn!”

”Finally! The Thunder Spear himself!”

”This will be a show!”

Ragric stepped into the arena, spinning his spear once before resting it across his shoulders.

”Time to remind everyone what a real Revalis thunder spearman looks like.”

From the waiting area, the twins watched quietly.

Rynar crossed his arms. ”He’s really flashy as usual.”

Rynor smirked. ”Yeah. He never changes.”

Down below, Ragric’s opponent entered the arena.

He was a calm-looking youth with a long sword and steady eyes.

The difference in presence was clear, but the boy didn’t seem afraid.

Ragric pointed his spear at him, electricity crackling along its shaft.

”You’re lucky, kid. You get to face me. Maybe you’ll even learn something before I knock you out.”

The boy’s lips curved slightly. ”I’ll take that as a compliment.”

Ragric laughed. ”You’ve got guts. Let’s see if you can keep that tone after this.”

The announcer raised his arm. ”Both fighters ready? Begin!”

The arena went silent for a moment, then...

CRACK!

Lightning burst from Ragric’s feet as he launched forward like a bolt from the side.

”Lightning Thrust!”

His spear became a streak of yellow light as he rushed in quickly, surprising the crowd.

The boy tried to raise his sword to block, but he didn’t even have the time.

The spear tip soon stopped... just an inch from his neck.

A thin thread of lightning ran across his cheek, leaving a faint burn mark.

His hair stood slightly from the static, and he didn’t even have the chance to breathe.

Ragric’s grin widened. ”That fast enough for you?”

The boy froze, sword still half-raised. He couldn’t move, and sweat ran down his head.

Ragric leaned forward slightly, grinning.

”If I wanted to kill you, you’d already be on the ground.”

The announcer blinked, clearly stunned, before raising his voice.

”...A clean strike! Contestant Number Twenty, Ragric Revalis, wins the match!”

The crowd went wild.

”Did you see that?!”

”It was like lightning itself moved!”

Ragric twirled his spear, the electric glow fading slowly, before stepping back.

”You’ve got good eyes, but slow hands. Work on that if you want to live longer.”

The boy bowed slightly, still pale, but managed to say something.

”I’ll remember that.”

Ragric gave a short nod, his smirk never leaving.

”Good. Next time, maybe you’ll give me a reason to use both hands.”

He turned away, resting the spear on his shoulder as he left the arena.

The cheers followed him all the way to the waiting area.

Up in the crowd, Rynor stretched his arms and grinned.

”Hmm. Not bad. He’s faster than I thought.”

Rynar nodded.

”Yeah, but his rhythm’s predictable. If I fought him, I’d only need two moves.”

Rynor smirked. ”You mean we’d only need two moves.”

Dahlia chuckled softly from the ship above. ”Looks like they’re already analyzing him.”

Garion smiled faintly. ”Good. That’s what they should do. Observe before the real fight begins.”

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