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Heretic Trainer: The Gym Is My Cultivation Method

Chapter 152: Raviel’s Legendary Slip · Oct 17, 2026

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151 Chapter 151: Cultivator’s First Workout 2026-10-17
152 Chapter 152: Raviel’s Legendary Slip 2026-10-17
153 Chapter 153: Dinner Disaster at Revalis Hall 2026-10-17
154 Chapter 154: Dinner Guests Gone Wild 2026-10-17
155 Chapter 155: The Disciples’ Revenge Workout 2026-10-17
156 Chapter 156: The God Gym’s First Victims 2026-10-17
157 Chapter 157: The Trainer from Hell 2026-10-17
158 Chapter 158: Garion’s Motivational Torture 2026-10-17
159 Chapter 159: The Disciples’ Showcase. 2026-10-17
160 Chapter 160: The Final Lift 2026-10-17
161 Chapter 161: Strength Has No Age 2026-10-17
162 Chapter 162: Love Is the Ultimate Motivation 2026-10-17
163 Chapter 163: Hell’s Gym Session 2026-10-17
164 Chapter 164: Rendric’s Risky Delivery 2026-10-17
165 Chapter 165: From Cultivator to Beginner Again 2026-10-17
166 Chapter 166: Blades and Bad Decisions 2026-10-17
167 Chapter 167: The Birth of a Magic Swordsman 2026-10-17
168 Chapter 168: Bracelets of Pure Suffering 2026-10-17
169 Chapter 169: Revalis Rehabilitation Center 2026-10-17
170 Chapter 170: Reforging the Patriarch 2026-10-17
171 Chapter 171: The New and Upgraded Raviel 2026-10-17
172 Chapter 172: Pain Franchise Activated 2026-10-17
173 Chapter 173: The Curse of Being Pretty 2026-10-17
174 Chapter 174: One Month for One Woman 2026-10-17
175 Chapter 175: From Mocked To Mocking Master 2026-10-17
176 Chapter 176: Beta Male Massacre 2026-10-17
177 Chapter 177: The Haircut Battle Begins 2026-10-17
178 Chapter 178: Afro Down! 2026-10-17
179 Chapter 179: Revenge of the Green Afro Dad 2026-10-17
180 Chapter 180: The Natural Steroid Surprise 2026-10-17
181 Chapter 181: Arden Goes Full Nature Mode 2026-10-17
182 Chapter 182: The Green God Awakens 2026-10-17
183 Chapter 183: Pray for the Next Victims 2026-10-17
184 Chapter 184: One Month of Pain Results 2026-10-17
185 Chapter 185: Eco-Friendly Tree Guy 2026-10-17
186 Chapter 186: The Physique Doctrine 2026-10-17
187 Chapter 187: Garion’s Favorite Wedding Gift 2026-10-17
188 Chapter 188: You Messed In The Wrong Day 2026-10-17
189 Chapter 189: The Noodle Man vs the Gym God 2026-10-17
190 Chapter 190: The One-Finger Execution 2026-10-17
191 Chapter 191: God Gym Clean-Up Crew in Action 2026-10-17
192 Chapter 192: Garion, Matchmaker of Clans 2026-10-17
193 Chapter 193: Pack Up or Get Left Behind 2026-10-17
194 Chapter 194: The Fall of Revalis Begins 2026-10-17
195 Chapter 195: Garion Becomes a Meteor 2026-10-17
196 Chapter 196: Rakir’s Flames of Rebellion 2026-10-17
197 Chapter 197: Garion Arrives to Bully Another Grand Elder 2026-10-17
198 Chapter 198: More Like Burnt Chicken 2026-10-17
199 Chapter 199: Overdrive Mode: Suffering Edition 2026-10-17
200 Chapter 200: Awakening? More Like Torture Mode 2026-10-17

Raviel walked up to the barbell, rolling his shoulders and exhaling once. ”Alright, let’s see what this thing’s got.”

Garion stood behind him, watching closely. ”Careful. Don’t rush it. Just lift it slowly first.”

Raviel smirked, gripping the bar tightly. ”Relax, I’m not some beginner.”

But the moment he tried to lift the bar off the rack, his face instantly changed. His arms trembled. The bar didn’t even budge.

”What?!” Raviel gritted his teeth, pouring more mana into his arms. ”Move!”

He tried again, straining hard, but the bar remained still. Not even a twitch.

Garion frowned slightly. ”Seems like it’s still too heavy for you.”

Raviel growled between breaths. ”No, I can... lift this!”

He gave it one more push and finally managed to raise it a few inches... only for his legs to shake violently a second later.

His knees buckled, and the bar dropped fast... but before it could hit him, Garion stepped forward and caught it with both hands.

The metal bar stopped instantly in mid-air, Garion holding it steady before calmly racking it back into place.

Raviel straightened his posture, forcing a cough to hide his embarrassment.

”My... my foot slipped.”

Garion could only sigh.

”Patriarch Raviel, in the gym, pride is your enemy. You have to lift what your body can handle, not what your ego wants to prove.”

Raviel rubbed his shoulder with a small grin. ”Right, right. Guess I got ahead of myself. At least my recovery’s fast.”

Rendric stood there speechless, staring at Garion’s hand. ”Wait a moment... how heavy was that?”

Garion turned to him. ”That was four hundred kilograms.”

Rendric blinked, looking between them. ”Four... hundred? You caught that thing barehanded?”

Garion shrugged lightly. ”What, you expected me to let it crush your Patriarch?”

Raviel laughed weakly. ”Heh... Fair enough. You’re full of surprises.”

Rendric frowned slightly.

”But how can you lift it so easily while Patriarch can’t even move it an inch? He’s a goddamn third realm cultivator!”

Garion smiled faintly.

”Because I focus on body cultivation. Every bit of strength comes from my own muscles and the mana within them.”

Rendric nodded slowly, still trying to process it. ”Body cultivators really are on another level...”

Garion stepped forward, removing a few plates from each side of the bar.

”Alright, let’s start lighter... maybe a quarter of that. About a hundred kilos.”

Rendric’s eyes widened. ”A hundred? You’re calling that light?”

Garion chuckled. ”Trust me, for a cultivator like Patriarch Raviel, this should be perfect.”

Raviel squinted at the smaller setup. ”So you’re saying this time I can actually lift it?”

Garion nodded. ”You’ll manage. And remember... this number here.”

He pointed at the small markings on the side of the plates.

”Shows how heavy each one is. Always check that before loading the bar.”

Raviel blinked. ”Wait... so that’s what those tiny marks mean?”

Garion smacked his forehead lightly. ”I keep forgetting that this world doesn’t exactly use numbers for weights.”

Rendric crossed his arms, muttering. ”No wonder Patriarch almost crushed himself.”

Raviel glared at him. ”You’re enjoying this too much, Rendric.”

Garion smirked. ”Alright, Patriarch, your turn again. A hundred kilos this time.”

”Focus on your stance, spread your legs apart, and keep your back straight. No mana. Just your body.”

Raviel took his position again, gripping the bar tightly. This time, the bar rose off the rack with a low grunt.

His arms trembled a little, but he managed to step back and hold it steady.

”Good!” Garion said loudly, nodding.

”That’s it! Keep your chest up. Now squat down slowly, not too low!”

Raviel’s face tightened as he lowered himself halfway, then pushed back up with a shout.

The bar wobbled slightly, but he held it until Garion helped guide it back onto the rack.

The sound of metal clanging back in place echoed, followed by Garion’s approving grin.

”See? That’s what I’m talking about. It is steady, and there will be no injuries.”

Raviel panted, wiping sweat from his forehead. ”Hah... that’s... harder than I expected.”

Garion laughed. ”Told you. Strength isn’t about power bursts. It’s about control and endurance.”

Raviel smirked. ”So this is how you trained those monsters of yours.”

Garion chuckled. ”Exactly. The same way I train everyone. Step by step.”

Rendric nodded, clearly impressed. ”I’ll admit, it’s... oddly fascinating. Maybe I should try one day.”

Garion grinned at him. ”You? Sure, Elder Rendric. I’ll even give you a beginner’s routine.”

Rendric immediately shook his head. ”I’ll... pass for now. Maybe after I’ve eaten more.”

Raviel laughed loudly. ”Scared already, Rendric?”

Rendric muttered. ”I’m not scared... I’m cautious.”

Garion smiled at both of them, folding his arms.

”Well, consider this the first lesson of the God Gym: ’Never underestimate simple things.’ They’ll break you before you even notice.”

Raviel wiped his arms again, nodding with a tired smile. ”Heh... lesson learned.”

Garion smirked. ”Good. Then tomorrow, we’ll test your endurance.”

Raviel blinked. ”Endurance?”

Garion’s grin widened. ”Oh yes. Today was only the warm-up.”

Raviel groaned. ”I’m already regretting this partnership.”

Garion laughed. ”Too late. You’re already a member of the God Gym now.”

Raviel sighed, shaking his head. ”Next time, I’m bringing the elders with me. If I suffer, they’re suffering too.”

Garion patted his shoulder. ”That’s the spirit, Patriarch.”

Rendric groaned quietly to himself. ”I have a bad feeling about tomorrow...”

Meanwhile, back in the main hall of the Revalis Clan, the elders were still gathered around the long tables.

Most of the food was already gone, and in the middle of it all, Garion’s disciples were still eating like beasts.

Dahlia, Rynar, Rynor, and the others laughed loudly, competing over who could eat the most.

Rachel just smiled helplessly beside them.

The elders, however, frowned deeply, whispering among themselves.

”Just look at them... such manners.”

”Uncivilized brutes.”

But as they complained, a sudden pressure filled the air, making their bodies shake uncontrollably.

The elders turned pale.

They don’t know why, but they felt that a bad thing was going to happen for them.

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