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Heretic Trainer: The Gym Is My Cultivation Method

Chapter 222: They Survived Awakening Just to Suffer Again · Oct 17, 2026

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201 Chapter 201: Twin Resonance Ignition 2026-10-17
202 Chapter 202: The Price of Betrayal 2026-10-17
203 Chapter 203: Raviel’s Clan Is Gone… Let’s Eat First 2026-10-17
204 Chapter 204: Awakened Physiques, Still Idiots 2026-10-17
205 Chapter 205: Surprise Island Expansion Pack 2026-10-17
206 Chapter 206: New Island Discovered! 2026-10-17
207 Chapter 207: Demon Gate Flashbacks 2026-10-17
208 Chapter 208: Three Origins in One Hole 2026-10-17
209 Chapter 209: Island Now Under Renovation 2026-10-17
210 Chapter 210: Archipelago of Gods 2026-10-17
211 Chapter 211: The First God Clans Are Born 2026-10-17
212 Chapter 212: One Month of Pain for Everyone 2026-10-17
213 Chapter 213: Welcome to Hell Training: Couple Edition 2026-10-17
214 Chapter 214: Hands-On Training… Literally 2026-10-17
215 Chapter 215: Cracking a Mana Core Like an Egg 2026-10-17
216 Chapter 216: Splitting Cells and Dying Inside 2026-10-17
217 Chapter 217: Please Grab a Cadaver 2026-10-17
218 Chapter 218: The Elders Realize Human Bodies Are Scary 2026-10-17
219 Chapter 219: Survive the Crack or Crack First 2026-10-17
220 Chapter 220: If He’s Screaming, He’s Fine 2026-10-17
221 Chapter 221: If She’s Screaming, She’s Fine 2026-10-17
222 Chapter 222: They Survived Awakening Just to Suffer Again 2026-10-17
223 Chapter 223: The Twins Betray Their Mom 2026-10-17
224 Chapter 224: Final Day of Hell Training 2026-10-17
225 Chapter 225: Celebrate First, Suffer Later 2026-10-17
226 Chapter 226: God Gym Membership Explodes Overnight 2026-10-17
227 Chapter 227: Three Golden Arrows 2026-10-17
228 Chapter 228: Prodigies Fight, Kid Gets Chosen 2026-10-17
229 Chapter 229: Revalis And Avenora: Now a Gym. 2026-10-17
230 Chapter 230: Dahlia’s Proud Dorm Tour 2026-10-17
231 Chapter 231: Morning Panic Begins Immediately 2026-10-17
232 Chapter 232: First Lesson: Don’t Vomit 2026-10-17
233 Chapter 233: Who Designed The Human Body?! 2026-10-17
234 Chapter 234: Four Hundred Fifty Walking Disasters 2026-10-17
235 Chapter 235: Questions Safety Again 2026-10-17
236 Chapter 236: Reward Pending... Suffer 2026-10-17
237 Chapter 237: Balance Platforms Claim Victims 2026-10-17
238 Chapter 238: Mersha Drinks It Like Juice 2026-10-17
239 Chapter 239: Restaurant Becomes Actual Warzone 2026-10-17
240 Chapter 240: Breakfast War, Round Two Begins 2026-10-17
241 Chapter 241: System Finally Pays Its Debts 2026-10-17
242 Chapter 242: Welcome to Divine Dojo Hell 2026-10-17
243 Chapter 243: Supplement Lab: Heaven or Horror? 2026-10-17
244 Chapter 244: Mersha’s New Domain Begins 2026-10-17
245 Chapter 245: Demon Gate Island Wakes Up 2026-10-17
246 Chapter 246: Prototype Potions Cause Emotional Damage 2026-10-17
247 Chapter 247: When the Second Realm Wakes 2026-10-17
248 Chapter 248: The Puzzle Only Arden Notices 2026-10-17
249 Chapter 249: Dahlia’s Team Has Had Enough 2026-10-17
250 Chapter 250: Dahlia Awakens While Screaming in Pain 2026-10-17

Raviel gritted his teeth as he lowered himself into another squat, sweat dripping down his jaw and onto the floor.

Thump.

The ground shook a little under him because the barbell on his shoulders wasn’t normal.

It was loaded with 400 kilograms of plates, and his legs were trembling like overloaded pillars.

Raviel growled under his breath, veins standing out along his neck.

”Four hundred... was a terrible idea...”

Garion leaned against the wall, arms crossed, watching with a relaxed smile.

”Come on, Raviel. With that [Burning Storm Physique], this is basically a warm-up.”

Raviel’s eye twitched. He pushed up again, legs shaking violently.

”Warm... up...? I feel like my bones are melting!”

Garion hummed. ”Good. That means it’s working.”

Meanwhile, a few meters away, Aveline was doing push-ups, except she wasn’t touching the ground.

Her body hovered a few centimeters above the floor, held up only by her trembling arms as the [Divine Weight Straps] grew heavier each second.

Her face was red with effort.

”Garion... this... is not... a normal push-up!”

Garion walked over casually.

”Well, you awakened the [Nature Physique], so your muscle fibers are adjusting. You should thank me.”

Aveline shot him a murderous glare as she lowered herself again.

”My arms feel like tree trunks being split!”

Garion brightened. ”Oh? Good imagery. That means your mana sense is getting sharper.”

Raviel nearly fell forward. ”STOP complimenting pain!”

Garion clapped once.

”Alright! Next exercises!”

Both Raviel and Aveline froze mid-movement.

Raviel’s squat halted halfway, his legs trembling violently under the weight.

”G-Garion... give me a second... My soul left my body just now.”

Aveline was stuck mid-push-up, arms shaking so hard her elbows clicked.

”Next...? How is there a next? We’re still dying from the previous ones!”

Garion ignored them completely and pulled out his massive workout list that was so long it needed its own shadow.

Both Raviel and Aveline stared at it in horror.

Garion pointed dramatically, like he was reading divine law.

”Come on, Raviel. You still have bench press, pull-ups, bicep curls, tricep pushdowns, chest fly, incline press, hammer curls, shoulder press, dips...”

Raviel’s face drained of color.

”That’s... that’s an entire war campaign...”

Garion ignored him.

”And Aveline. You still have sit-ups, back extensions, squats, lat pulldowns, rows, farmer walks, leg raises, deadlifts, and the glute machine.”

Aveline’s jaw dropped.

”The what machine?!”

Garion smiled. ”You’ll see. It’s fun.”

”It’s NOT going to be fun,” Aveline muttered, terrified.

Garion clapped again.

”Alright! Raviel... bench press! Aveline... core circuit! Move!”

Raviel staggered toward the bench like a prisoner walking to execution.

He stared at the barbell.

”...Garion. This is heavier than before.”

Garion nodded. ”Of course. You got stronger.”

”I hate that sentence,” Raviel whispered.

He lay down, grabbed the bar, and pushed while his whole body shook.

”UP! Push with your chest, not your neck!” Garion barked.

”I AM trying! My neck is just... helping!”

Aveline, meanwhile, sat on the mat clutching her stomach after her 200th sit-up.

She glared at Garion with teary eyes.

”Why... does everything you teach... make me want to cry?”

Garion kneeled beside her and tapped her forehead lightly.

”Because crying builds character. Now lift your legs! Time for leg raises. Don’t arch your back.”

Aveline groaned.

”I’m arching because my soul is leaving my body...”

Garion stood up and raised his voice again.

”Alright! Switch! Raviel! Pull-ups! Aveline! Rows!”

Raviel dragged himself to the pull-up bar, grabbed it, and pulled once.

His arms vibrated like unstable mana.

”I can’t feel my elbows...”

Garion nodded. ”Good sign.”

Aveline sat at the rowing machine. She pulled the handle... Nothing moved.

”Garion. This weighs more than my entire clan.”

Garion smirked. ”Then you’d better pull harder.”

Aveline tugged with everything she had.

The machine’s weight stack moved one centimeter.

”One centimeter... I moved one centimeter...!” she cried.

Garion gave her a thumbs-up. ”Proud of you.”

Raviel hung from the pull-up bar like a dead fish.

”Garion... Am I still alive?”

Garion glanced at him casually.

”Barely. But that means the warm-up is done.”

Both Raviel and Aveline snapped their heads toward him.

”WARM-UP?!”

Garion clapped for the third time, eyes gleaming like a demon coach.

”We still have rope slams, sled pushes, battle tank rotations, weighted sprints, and cooldown stretches.”

Raviel whispered, trembling, ”...Cooldown? There’s mercy?”

Garion smiled.

”No. The cooldown is where we increase the weight straps.”

Aveline screamed internally, and Raviel screamed externally.

”GARION, HAVE MERCY!”

Garion clapped once, cheerfully.

”Nope. Let’s go!”

Both of them stared at him with dead eyes, then dragged their exhausted bodies toward the next set of exercises.

The cooldown was not a cooldown.

Garion made them do slow squats with added weight and controlled breathing drills with resistance bands.

Aveline shook as she held a plank, sweat dripping onto the mat.

”My arms... my legs... even my hair hurts...”

Garion stepped on her back lightly.

”Keep your core tight.”

”TIGHT?! It’s already dying!”

Meanwhile, Raviel hung from the pull-up bar again, arms trembling like wet noodles.

”I don’t even need demons... your training alone is enough to kill someone...”

Garion nodded proudly. ”That’s the spirit.”

And finally... after what felt like a year but was only a day, the two collapsed onto the floor of the private training hall.

Aveline lay face-down.

Raviel lay face-up.

Both looked like they experienced all stages of grief in one afternoon.

Garion crouched beside them with a bright smile.

”Good job. You survived Day One.”

Raviel coughed. ”Day... ONE?”

Aveline weakly turned her head. ”What is this path... death training?”

Garion just smirked and reached into his bag.

He pulled out two bottles.

Raviel’s face drained. ”Don’t tell me...”

Garion shook them playfully.

”These are the protein versions. Drink up.”

Both flinched like he was holding poison.

Garion continued, tone casual.

”They work better after a really heavy workout. They’ll help your muscles recover... and prepare for tomorrow.”

Aveline groaned. ”There’s a tomorrow...”

Garion tilted his head.

”Of course there is. You think strength comes in one day? Drink.”

Raviel stared at his bottle like it was a death sentence.

”...If I die, make sure my clan remembers me.”

Garion chuckled. ”Just drink it.”

Both of them raised the bottles and drank the shakes in one go and immediately... regretted everything.

Raviel gagged first, grabbing his throat.

”WHY IS IT SPICY AND SOUR AT THE SAME TIME! WHAT KIND OF DEMON BREW IS THIS?!”

Aveline slammed her bottle down, face twisted in disgust.

”BITTER! SO BITTER! GARION, THIS IS A CRIME!”

Garion laughed loudly as he walked toward the exit, waving over his shoulder.

”Don’t worry! It builds character!”

The door closed behind him.

Inside the room, Raviel collapsed on the floor.

Aveline lay beside him, shaking.

”...I hate him,” she whispered.

”...Same,” Raviel croaked.

But even as their bodies trembled, a faint warmth spread through their muscles.

Garion’s muffled voice echoed from the hallway:

”REST WELL! WE START EARLIER TOMORROW!”

Raviel and Aveline stared at the ceiling in despair.

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