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Heretic Trainer: The Gym Is My Cultivation Method

Chapter 133: The Arena Dancing Floor · 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

The four remaining contestants spread out, watching the twins tensely.

They had seen how quickly the twins beat the first two, and now they were being extra careful.

The steel stick user glanced at the others, urgently devising a plan.

”Looks like they’re splitting up. Let’s just face them two-on-one.”

The axe user frowned, shifting his stance.

”Are you crazy? You saw what they did just now, right? They took down the first two with a single hit each.”

The other axe user nodded, tightening his grip on his axe handle.

”Yeah. One punch and one kick finished them off. What do you think will happen if two of us face one of them, huh?”

The twins’ daggers nodded, agreeing with both axe users.

”Right, if we face them two-on-one... then we will just get beaten like the first two.”

His eyes then narrowed, glancing toward Rynor, who acted defensively.

”So... let’s just gang up on one if they were splitting. We don’t have another choice, right?”

He also pointed at him with his chin.

”I also noticed that the one with yellow hair appeared to be fighting more defensively than the other one.”

He crossed both of his daggers in front of his face, smirking.

”So... let’s just crush him together first and fast before the other one manages to join in.”

Rynar tilted his head and laughed from across the arena.

”Yellow-haired, huh? Guess that means you’re up, bro.”

Rynor grinned and stretched his legs.

”Four on one, huh? That’s fine with me. It will just make the fight more interesting.”

He rolled his shoulder once and dropped into a loose, open stance, both arms slightly raised, turning one foot outward.

”Come on then. Let’s make this quick and at least a little more interesting.”

The dagger user smirked, his eyes narrowing.

”Good. He’s cocky and thinks that he can handle all of us alone.”

The steel-stick user lifted his weapon and nodded.

”The twins’ arrogance makes it even easier for us. Let’s finish this fast.”

One of the axe users tightened his grip, breathing heavily.

”No holding back. Let’s go all out and hit him together.”

Rynor tilted his head, smirking relaxedly.

”Good. I’d be disappointed if you didn’t.”

The four spread out quickly, circling him from all sides.

The first to move was the steel stick user. His weapon glowed yellow as thunder mana surged through it.

”[Thunder Swing]!”

The ground split as the stick crashed downward toward Rynor.

At the same time, the two axe users charged from the sides.

”[Flame Cleaver Strike]!”

”[Burning Axe Cross]!”

The air heated instantly, glowing red as fire mana filled the air.

Rynor’s body moved.

He stepped back once, his right leg sliding behind him and swaying his arms lightly.

His movement was rhythmic and loose, flowing from one motion to another as his feet shifted across the ground.

The steel stick hit the ground, throwing dust everywhere, but Rynor had already sidestepped.

He lifted his leg and spun, kicking the stick and knocking it aside before his foot dropped again.

But the dagger user already appeared from behind, lightning running along his blades.

”[Thunder Fang Rush]!”

Rynor bent low and spun on his hands, his legs sweeping around in a tight circle.

His kick caught the dagger user’s wrist, sending one dagger flying.

He pushed off the ground with both arms, flipping upright again, his body never breaking rhythm.

The crowd roared.

”What kind of martial art is that?!”

One axe user came from behind him again, his weapon glowing hotter.

”[Blazing Splitter]!”

Rynor ducked low, raising one knee, blocking the axe handle with his shin.

He then drove the same leg forward into the man’s stomach. The hit forced him back a few steps.

The second axe user jumped in immediately after, swinging his weapon overhead.

”[Flame Break]!”

Rynor leaned sideways, sliding one hand across the ground, then twisted and used his back leg to kick upward, hitting the man’s arm and throwing off his swing.

His other leg came up immediately after, slamming into the man’s jaw.

The crowd gasped seeing how the fighter was beaten down with his weird leg martial arts.

The steel-stick user rushed again, frowning as his face was covered with sweat.

”Stop moving for a moment, you bastard!”

Rynor just smiled as he danced even more.

”Make me if you can, weakling!”

The steel stick glowed once more.

”[Chain Lightning Impact]

!”Lightning danced through the weapon as he swung again and again, each strike faster than before.

Rynor bent and shifted, ducking under every swing, his legs moving in perfect rhythm.

His movements looked effortless, each dodge turning into the start of another attack.

He spun low again, planting one hand down, and drove both legs up in a twisting kick.

His boot hit the stick user’s chest twice in quick bursts, forcing him to stumble back.

The man fell onto his knees, gasping for air.

The dagger user came again, blade still crackling with thunder.

”[Thunder Fang Burst]!”

Rynor turned sharply.

His arm lifted to block, sparks flew off the gauntlet.

He grabbed the man’s arm and pulled him forward, twisting his hips before delivering a rising knee into his ribs.

The dagger user coughed, eyes going wide before collapsing.

One of the axe users, the last standing, let out a frustrated yell.

”You bastard! [Burning Cyclone]!”

He spun with his axe, flames wrapping around his body as he charged straight toward Rynor.

Rynor took one slow breath, crouched low, and stepped in.

His leg snapped upward in a straight kick, striking clean against the man’s chest.

The attack broke the cyclone mid-spin, fire bursting outward as the man’s body slammed into the ground.

The arena went silent for a moment, the flames fading.

All four were down.

Rynor straightened, exhaling once.

His breathing was steady, and his expression didn’t really change at all.

He brushed dust off his shoulder and looked around at the fallen opponents.

Rynar clapped slowly from the side, his grin wide.

”I thought you’d make it flashy, and from what I see... you indeed made it quite flashy.”

Rynor laughed, rolling his neck.

”Don’t you know that this martial art is a bit flashy, and also... they are still too weak to make me serious.”

Both twins just laughed and went back to the side, preparing for other opponents.

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