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Heretic Trainer: The Gym Is My Cultivation Method

Chapter 198: More Like Burnt Chicken · 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

Rakir roared.

[Blazing Tyrant Domain]

The entire main hall ignited in an instant, transforming into a hall of flame.

Garion stood in the middle of this burning hall, but instead of fear, he laughed.

”So this is your domain, huh? Although it was quite hot, it smelled like burnt chicken. Did you roast a chicken and forget about it?”

Rakir’s vein popped on his forehead.

”You arrogant brat. I’ll show you REAL flame!”

He lifted both arms and roared.

[Blazing Tyrant Armament]

Flames began to cover his body, forming a suit of blazing hot armor.

Behind him, dozens of flaming weapons formed and hovered in the air.

Garion’s eyes lit up.

”Ohhh... close-combat type? That’s interesting. I was starting to miss punching things.”

Rakir snapped.

”SHUT UP AND DIE!”

He grabbed the flaming axe and charged toward Garion.

Garion stepped aside casually.

The axe slammed into the ground...

BOOOOOOM!

The floor exploded, fire shooting upward like a geyser.

Garion stared at the impact with wide eyes.

”Damn... not just hot, but strong too. Nice swing. No wonder you’re the Grand Elder.”

Rakir trembled with rage.

”STOP TALKING!”

Garion held out a hand, like trying to calm him down.

”I’m serious! I came here expecting disappointment, but you’re actually not bad. Better than Kalzor for sure.”

Rakir’s face turned purple from anger.

”You dare compare ME with that weakling?!”

He threw his axe aside, grabbed a flaming spear, and rushed forward again.

His armor pulsed, increasing his speed.

Garion raised an eyebrow.

”Oho? Weapon switching? Trying to impress me?”

Rakir screamed.

”DIIIIEEE!”

The flaming spear shot toward Garion’s face like a lightning bolt.

Garion tilted his head.

The spear stabbed into the wall behind him, melting it instantly.

Garion’s grin widened as he flicked his nose casually.

”Not bad, old man. Your aim is terrible, though.”

Rakir’s eyes shook.

Garion chuckled and spread his arms slightly, letting his excitement rise.

”Alright... enough warm-up.”

Rakir tensed.

Garion’s foot tapped the ground lightly.

CRACK.

A small shockwave spread out.

Rakir felt his domain tremble for the first time.

Garion smirked.

”Show me, Grand Elder. Is this all your flames can do?”

Rakir roared and swung both swords down.

Garion stepped aside.

The flaming swords tore into the floor, exploding into a blast of heat and fire.

Rakir’s eyes widened. ”You...!”

Garion wagged a finger at him.

”Just like the others. You all rely too much on mana, not enough on your body or technique.”

Rakir snarled and swung again, this time faster.

Garion ducked under the first slash.

He leaned back from the second.

Then he walked to the side as if strolling through the market.

Rakir’s face twisted in humiliation.

”STOP DODGING!”

Garion smiled.

”Alright. Then I’ll show you how I use mana.”

He clenched his fist.

[Gravity Control]

FWUMP!

Garion now could control his body weight to be light so his speed increased or heavy to increase his power.

Rakir suddenly sensed danger, but it was too late.

Garion vanished, and before Rakir could react...

Garion appeared right in front of him and punched him in the gut.

BOOOOM!!

Rakir folded like paper and flew across the hall, smashing into a burning pillar.

Rakir coughed blood, his eyes shaking.

”H-How... How can you move that fast...?!”

Garion flexed his wrist.

”It’s simple. I just made my body lighter than a feather with my power.”

Rakir was shocked hearing that.

”And also...”

Garion smirked as he suddenly appeared behind him.

”Making my body lighter is not the only thing I can do.”

Rakir felt a chill crawl up his spine.

”W-wait!”

Garion lifted his leg and brought down a heavy stomp, empowered by his heavy body.

BAM!

The ground grated beneath Rakir as he was smashed into the floor.

Garion exhaled.

”And that... is the result of making my body heavier. It increased my power. It’s great, right?”

Rakir coughed, his armor flickering as cracks spread like a spiderweb.

”You... monster...”

Garion crouched beside him.

”A monster? No. I’m just someone who trains properly.”

Rakir tried to swing a sword again, but Garion flicked his finger against Rakir’s wrist.

CRACK!

The sword flew out of his hand.

Rakir screamed.

Garion stood up and brushed dust from his shoulder.

”Rakir... You’re strong... far stronger than Agram or Kalzor.”

He cracked his knuckles and smirked. d

”But still... against me? You need more than raw strength to defeat me, and without techniques... you are just trash.”

Rakir’s rage snapped for the final time.

His entire body ignited with violent flames.

”DIE! [Blazing Tyrant Breaker]!!!”

A massive flaming fist formed above him, ready to crush everything.

Garion looked up and smiled.

”Oh? A finishing move? And it’s a fist of all things...”

He smirked, pulling back his arm and filling it with as much mana as he could.

”Then let me show you how to do a REAL punch!”

Rakir screamed, bringing the giant flaming fist down.

Garion punched upward.

DOOOOOOM!!

The collision shook the clan grounds.

Rakir’s armor broke apart, and he was blasted into the far wall so hard the entire hall nearly collapsed.

Garion lowered his fist, shaking out his knuckles before glancing at Rakir’s limp body half-buried in the rubble.

”Your flame punch was pretty good...”

He tilted his head, smirking.

”...but too bad your opponent is me.”

Rakir didn’t answer, as his eyes were rolled back. He was completely unconscious.

Garion clicked his tongue.

”Already unconscious? Tch... disappointing.”

He rolled his shoulders, letting the heat fade from his skin, then turned his gaze toward the distant town.

His lips curled.

”Well... since the grand elder is taken care of, let’s see how my gym is doing.”

He stepped out of the collapsing hall, ignoring the falling rubble behind him.

He jumped and let the gravity twist, pulling him forward as he shot across the clan grounds like a comet.

”Rynar, Rynor...”

A faint grin tugged at his mouth as he angled himself downward, heading straight for the center of Revalis City.

”Let’s see if you can protect the gym...”

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