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Heretic Trainer: The Gym Is My Cultivation Method

Chapter 365: Ready Is Not A Question · Oct 17, 2026

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351 Chapter 351: Grand Clan Meets Gym Logic 2026-10-17
352 Chapter 352: Love Style Is Not Soft 2026-10-17
353 Chapter 353: Apparently We Qualify 2026-10-17
354 Chapter 354: The Weakest One Was Special 2026-10-17
355 Chapter 355: Steel Demons Miscalculated Badly 2026-10-17
356 Chapter 356: Time To Stop Being A Vessel 2026-10-17
357 Chapter 357: Wrong Type Of Dangerous 2026-10-17
358 Chapter 358: Master Walks Out Casually 2026-10-17
359 Chapter 359: Hell Has No Paperwork 2026-10-17
360 Chapter 360: Valtor Improves The Naming Process 2026-10-17
361 Chapter 361: Casual Talk About Becoming Grand 2026-10-17
362 Chapter 362: Sect Mother Activates Hard Mode 2026-10-17
363 Chapter 363: The Calmest Bad News 2026-10-17
364 Chapter 364: Send The Best Or Don’t Bother 2026-10-17
365 Chapter 365: Ready Is Not A Question 2026-10-17
366 Chapter 366: They Came Too Early 2026-10-17
367 Chapter 367: Wake Up, Judges Are Here 2026-10-17
368 Chapter 368: Opening the Arena to Light 2026-10-17
369 Chapter 369: Sunlight Buffs and Royal Bombshells 2026-10-17
370 Chapter 370: The Dragon Princess Who Ran 2026-10-17
371 Chapter 371: The Master From Another World 2026-10-17
372 Chapter 372: The Sun Got Grabbed 2026-10-17
373 Chapter 373: Breaking Light With Flesh 2026-10-17
374 Chapter 374: One Slash Decided Everything 2026-10-17
375 Chapter 375: A Princess Without a Clan 2026-10-17
376 Chapter 376: Solar Spam From Above 2026-10-17
377 Chapter 377: Stop Dropping the Sun 2026-10-17
378 Chapter 378: Sunfall Used Incorrectly 2026-10-17
379 Chapter 379: Solar Genius Defeated by Flavor 2026-10-17
380 Chapter 380: Your Sect Is Too Weird 2026-10-17
381 Chapter 381: Welcome to Secret World Politics 2026-10-17
382 Chapter 382: Congratulations, Don’t Tell Anyone 2026-10-17
383 Chapter 383: Your Runaway Daughter Is Thriving 2026-10-17
384 Chapter 384: Dragon Dad Throws a Tantrum 2026-10-17
385 Chapter 385: Congrats, You Can Edit Reality 2026-10-17
386 Chapter 386: Legendary Beasts Apply for Membership 2026-10-17
387 Chapter 387: Legendary Beasts Press New Game 2026-10-17
388 Chapter 388: They Came Back Wrong 2026-10-17
389 Chapter 389: It Wasn’t Over 2026-10-17
390 Chapter 390: Legendary Beasts Regret Everything 2026-10-17
391 Chapter 391: That Wasn’t Supposed to Happen 2026-10-17
392 Chapter 392: Alchemy-Based Menace 2026-10-17
393 Chapter 393: Big Sister Used as Blueprint 2026-10-17
394 Chapter 394: Let This Be Your Warning 2026-10-17
395 Chapter 395: Too Late to Suppress 2026-10-17
396 Chapter 396: You Brought One Back 2026-10-17
397 Chapter 397: Clouds Don’t Usually Have Engines 2026-10-17
398 Chapter 398: Congratulations on the Marriage, Also We’re Moving In 2026-10-17
399 Chapter 399: You Left for a Month and Did WHAT? 2026-10-17
400 Chapter 400: Stop Casually Rewriting History 2026-10-17

Varko kept moving.

His form was still rough, his steps uneven, but he didn’t stop.

Sweat dripped down his face and soaked into the floor beneath him.

Every breath sounded heavy, like his lungs were being squeezed from the inside.

Garion watched him for a few seconds longer.

Then he turned around.

His eyes moved slowly across the gym.

First, his direct disciples.

Dahlia stood with her arms crossed, her posture relaxed but her eyes sharp.

Arden was nearby, quietly stretching, his expression calm but focused.

Valtor leaned against a pillar, cracking his neck with a grin, while Seira stood straight, her presence cold and steady.

Then Garion’s gaze shifted.

The twins, Rynar and Rynor, stood side by side as usual.

Sparks of flame and thunder flickered faintly around them as they warmed up, already restless.

Clara sat on a bench upside down, legs hooked over the edge, watching everything with a lazy smile.

Eliza stood a little apart, silent as always, eyes half-lidded but alert.

And then there were the last two.

Ragric Revalis stood with his arms folded, chin raised slightly, and a sharp smile on his lips.

Beside him, Rovric Revalis also smiled, heat shimmering faintly around his body.

The two didn’t speak, but the tension between them and the twins was obvious.

Garion stepped forward.

”Alright,” he said. His voice wasn’t loud, but it cut through the room instantly.

Everyone turned toward him.

He looked at all ten of them.

”Tomorrow,” Garion continued, ”you’ll be fighting people from a grand clan.”

Rynor grinned. ”Finally.”

Rynar cracked his knuckles. ”Took long enough.”

Ragric let out a short laugh. ”Grand clan or not, they’ll still fall if they’re weaker.”

Rovric didn’t say anything. He just nodded once.

Garion raised a hand slightly.

”I didn’t ask for comments,” he said. ”I asked a question.”

The room quieted.

He looked at them again, one by one.

”Are you all ready for the fight tomorrow?”

Dahlia answered first. ”Ready.”

Valtor laughed. ”I’ve been ready since yesterday.”

Seira spoke calmly. ”There will be no mistakes.”

Arden nodded. ”Yes.”

Clara stretched and flipped upright. ”As long as they don’t cry, I’m good.”

Eliza gave a small nod. Nothing more.

The twins answered together.

”Of course.”

Ragric smirked. ”If this is a test, then I’ll pass at the top.”

Rovric finally spoke. ”I’ll burn through whoever stands in front of me.”

Garion listened to all of it without changing his expression.

He didn’t smile. He didn’t nod right away.

He simply stood there, arms crossed, eyes steady as he took in every word.

Then footsteps approached from his side.

Rachel appeared beside him, her presence calm and reassuring as always.

”Don’t worry, Garion,” she said quietly. ”I’ve trained them as best as I can.”

Garion glanced at her.

Rachel continued, her voice gentle but firm.

”I pushed them hard. Harder than they’re used to. They’re tired, sore, and annoyed with me... which means they’re ready.”

She smiled faintly. ”I’m confident they can face the Solmira Clan tomorrow.”

Garion nodded once. ”Good.”

His gaze shifted away from the group and landed on Varko.

Varko was still standing near the training area, shoulders tense, body clearly exhausted but upright through sheer will.

Garion walked over to him.

”Varko,” he said.

Varko straightened immediately. ”Yes, Master.”

Garion spoke calmly. ”Tomorrow is the fight between us and the Solmira Clan.”

Varko’s eyes flickered. He nodded, listening carefully.

”The Solmira Clan is known as a demon exterminator clan,” Garion continued. ”They specialize in dealing with demonic threats.”

He paused for a moment, then said plainly, ”So tomorrow, you stay in your room.”

Varko blinked. ”Stay... inside?”

”Yes,” Garion said. ”Consider it a rest day.”

Varko clenched his fists instinctively. For a brief moment, disappointment crossed his face.

Then he relaxed.

”I understand,” he said quietly. ”I’ll rest.”

Garion looked at him closely.

”This isn’t punishment,” Garion added. ”You’re not ready yet. And there’s no reason to expose you to unnecessary risk.”

Varko nodded again, more firmly this time. ”I won’t waste the time.”

Garion turned back toward the others.

”Everyone else,” he said, raising his voice just enough to carry through the gym, ”any questions? Or anything you still want to train with me before tomorrow?”

There was a short silence.

Then Dahlia’s expression tightened immediately.

She stepped forward and crossed her arms.

”Please, Master,” she said seriously. ”We already trained hard enough for tomorrow.”

She looked tired just thinking about it.

”So please... don’t train with us again tonight.”

A few of the others nodded quickly.

”Yeah,” Rynor added. ”I can still feel yesterday.”

Rynar groaned. ”My bones are already screaming.”

Garion laughed. ”Okay, okay.”

He raised both hands in surrender. ”No extra training.”

Relief spread across the group almost instantly.

Then...

A familiar voice popped up from behind.

”Do you all want to drink my new experiment potion?”

Everyone froze.

Mersha had appeared out of nowhere, holding a small vial that glowed in an unhealthy color.

”I guarantee victory tomorrow,” she added brightly.

The entire group frowned at the same time.

”...No,” they said together.

Dahlia took a step back. ”Please don’t.”

Clara shook her head rapidly. ”I value my life.”

Even Seira turned away slightly.

Mersha’s shoulders slumped. ”Aww...”

Garion coughed lightly. ”Don’t worry, Mersha.”

He walked over and patted her head once.

”Tomorrow we don’t know how strong the Solmira Clan really is,” he said. ”So if any of them get beaten up badly...”

He glanced at the disciples.

”...then you can give them your potion afterward.”

Mersha’s eyes lit up again. ”Really?”

”Yes,” Garion replied. ”So make the best ones you can.”

Mersha straightened instantly. ”Leave it to me!”

She spun around and rushed back toward the lab, already muttering to herself about dosages and improvements.

The disciples watched her leave, all of them visibly uneasy.

Dahlia sighed. ”...Tomorrow, we really can’t lose.”

Ragric smirked. ”We won’t.”

Rovric also smirked. ”They’ll remember us.”

Garion looked at all of them one last time.

”Get some rest,” he said calmly. ”Tomorrow isn’t training.”

His eyes sharpened slightly.

”It’s proof.”

No one argued.

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