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Heretic Trainer: The Gym Is My Cultivation Method

Chapter 454: The Glasses Guy Problem · Oct 17, 2026

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451 Chapter 451: The War Dance Transformation 2026-10-17
452 Chapter 452: The Mad Scientist Is Thriving 2026-10-17
453 Chapter 453: Garion Forgot This Was A War 2026-10-17
454 Chapter 454: The Glasses Guy Problem 2026-10-17
455 Chapter 455: He Hit The Wrong Scholar 2026-10-17
456 Chapter 456: Start The War With Chaos 2026-10-17
457 Chapter 457: Garion Chose The Worst Option 2026-10-17
458 Chapter 458: Something Is Very Wrong With Them 2026-10-17
459 Chapter 459: Demons Met Their Hard Counter 2026-10-17
460 Chapter 460: This Feels Like A Trap 2026-10-17
461 Chapter 461: Claws Didn’t Do Enough 2026-10-17
462 Chapter 462: We Celebrated Too Early 2026-10-17
463 Chapter 463: That Crow Came Back Again 2026-10-17
464 Chapter 464: You Activated His Masochism 2026-10-17
465 Chapter 465: Thought He Won? Nope 2026-10-17
466 Chapter 466: Why Is There Music 2026-10-17
467 Chapter 467: Your Shadows Are Useless Now 2026-10-17
468 Chapter 468: Others Didn’t Do So Well 2026-10-17
469 Chapter 469: No Losses, Just Saying 2026-10-17
470 Chapter 470: Straight To The Boss 2026-10-17
471 Chapter 471: Sky Fight Turned Shooting Practice 2026-10-17
472 Chapter 472: Why Is He So Fast 2026-10-17
473 Chapter 473: Of Course He Did That 2026-10-17
474 Chapter 474: Let’s Talk Instead Of Fight 2026-10-17
475 Chapter 475: Wait… Are We Demonic 2026-10-17
476 Chapter 476: Family Reunion Gone Wrong 2026-10-17
477 Chapter 477: That Path Sounds Illegal 2026-10-17
478 Chapter 478: That Confidence Backfired 2026-10-17
479 Chapter 479: That Fight Just Got Worse 2026-10-17
480 Chapter 480: That Potion Smells Illegal 2026-10-17
481 Chapter 481: Another Phase, Seriously 2026-10-17
482 Chapter 482: She Went Full Madness 2026-10-17
483 Chapter 483: He Really Lost Like That 2026-10-17
484 Chapter 484: That Was Just A Demonstration 2026-10-17
485 Chapter 485: War Was Just A Side Quest 2026-10-17
486 Chapter 486: That Turned Romantic Fast 2026-10-17
487 Chapter 487: Master Forgot Walls Have Ears 2026-10-17
488 Chapter 488: The Loudest Couple Alive 2026-10-17
489 Chapter 489: Rachel Is The Real Boss 2026-10-17
490 Chapter 490: Brother Reacts Worst Possible Way 2026-10-17
491 Chapter 491: The Real Fight Hasn’t Started 2026-10-17
492 Chapter 492: Aveline Joined The Madness Too 2026-10-17
493 Chapter 493: Emotional Damage Critical Hit 2026-10-17
494 Chapter 494: This Realm Makes No Sense 2026-10-17
495 Chapter 495: The Fourth Realm Got Replaced 2026-10-17
496 Chapter 496: Wedding With Extra Objectives 2026-10-17
497 Chapter 497: Groom Mentally Counting Guests 2026-10-17
498 Chapter 498: Say “I Do” Then Buffet 2026-10-17
499 Chapter 499: Wedding Dinner Turns Strategic 2026-10-17
500 Chapter 500: Married And Still Overthinking 2026-10-17

A moment later, Garion stepped down onto the plateau.

Behind him, the disciples of God Gym followed one by one.

The group walked down calmly, spreading slightly behind Garion.

Compared to the massive armies gathered on the plateau, their number looked... very small.

Only around thirty people.

The surrounding factions immediately noticed. Murmurs spread through the gathered warriors.

”...That’s it?”

”Only thirty?”

”Is this a joke?”

Sorien walked forward quickly, clearly surprised.

When he reached Garion, he looked behind him again just to make sure he was seeing correctly.

His eyebrows lifted. ”Garion...”

He lowered his voice slightly. ”How can you bring so few people?”

He pointed behind Garion. ”Only thirty?”

Sorien shook his head. ”Are you kidding me?”

He gestured toward the other armies around them. ”Other factions brought at least thousands of fighters.”

Garion only smirked.

He casually placed his hands in his pockets. ”Relax, Sorien. These people...”

He tilted his head slightly toward the disciples behind him. ”...are elites.”

Several nearby warriors immediately frowned.

Before Sorien could respond, a voice suddenly cut in. ”Hey!”

A tall man from the Drakenfel Clan stepped forward.

He wore heavy armor decorated with dragon-shaped engravings.

His sharp eyes scanned the group from God Gym. ”How dare you say that?”

He crossed his arms. ”You brought only thirty people and call them elites?”

He pointed toward the surrounding armies. ”All the people here are elites! Do you think we are weak?”

Garion shrugged lightly. ”No.”

Then he smirked. ”I’m just saying...we’re the elite of the elites.”

Several warriors around them scoffed.

The Drakenfel man’s expression darkened. ”Oh really?”

He stepped forward. ”Then let’s test that.”

Garion nodded casually. ”Sure.”

He gestured toward his disciples. ”Pick anyone.”

The Drakenfel warrior slowly looked across the group.

His eyes moved from Valtor’s massive body... to Dahlia’s calm posture... to the twins whispering to each other...

Then his gaze landed on one person.

A young man adjusting his glasses, Arden.

Fenric smirked. ”Then I choose him.”

He pointed directly at Arden. ”The one with the glasses.”

Some of the nearby warriors chuckled quietly. ”That one? He looks like a scholar.”

Behind Garion, the disciples of God Gym exchanged looks.

Valtor scratched his head. ”...Did he choose Senior Arden because of his appearance?”

Rynor snorted. ”He’s going to regret that.”

Rynar grinned. ”Big mistake.”

Garion simply smiled. ”Alright.”

He turned slightly. ”Arden. Fight him.”

Arden calmly stepped forward.

He slowly removed his glasses and folded them carefully before putting them into his pocket.

Then he looked up at Fenric. ”Sure, Master.”

Arden stepped forward slowly, stopping a few steps away from Fenric.

He rolled his shoulders once, then loosened his fingers like he was preparing for something simple.

Fenric watched him carefully.

His expression was calm, but his stance had already changed. His feet spread slightly apart. His hand moved near his weapon.

”You look too relaxed,” Fenric said.

Arden adjusted his sleeve. ”I usually am.”

Some people nearby chuckled.

Fenric narrowed his eyes. ”...Don’t regret it later.”

Arden didn’t reply. He simply stood there, waiting.

Meanwhile, a short distance away, Sianor stood beside Sorien with his arms behind his back.

His eyes were fixed on the two. ”Sorien.”

Sorien turned slightly. ”Yes, Sovereign?”

Sianor spoke calmly. ”Who do you think will win?”

He tilted his head slightly toward Fenric. ”That one is not weak. He is almost at your level within the clan.”

Sorien looked at Fenric, then at Arden.

He stayed silent for a moment. Then he exhaled softly. ”...I don’t know.”

Sianor raised an eyebrow. ”Oh?”

Sorien continued, ”Garion... is not normal.”

He glanced toward Garion, who was casually standing with his arms crossed. ”His strength is strange. And his disciples...”

Sorien looked back at Arden. ”...They are either very strong... or very strange.”

He shook his head slightly. ”So I really don’t know what will happen.”

Sianor gave a faint smile. ”Is that so?”

He looked back toward the battlefield. ”Then let’s watch.”

Back at the center, Fenric took a step forward.

He rolled his neck once and then looked straight at Arden. ”Let me show you something.”

His voice carried across the plateau. ”Why the Drakenfel Clan can stand as a Grand Faction...and why we are even better than the Draconia Clan.”

Several warriors around them nodded proudly.

Fenric clenched his fist. A heavy pressure suddenly spread from his body.

Then... CRACK!

His body began to change.

Dark scales slowly spread across his arms and neck. His muscles expanded, his posture growing taller and heavier. Two curved horns pushed out from his head.

In just a few seconds, Fenric transformed into a humanoid dragon. A low growl escaped his throat.

The ground beneath his feet cracked again as his weight increased.

Some of the surrounding warriors stepped back slightly. ”Here it comes...”

Fenric looked down at Arden with a grin. ”This...is the special ability of the Drakenfel Clan.”

He spread his arms slightly, showing off his transformed body. ”We take the dragon core... and fuse it into our body.”

He stepped forward, each step leaving a mark on the ground. ”Now...”

He pointed at Arden. ”You will lose.”

Arden looked at him quietly. Then he tilted his head slightly. ”Is that so?”

Fenric narrowed his eyes.

Arden continued, ”But... aren’t the Draconia Clan the same?”

Fenric immediately snorted. ”Of course not.”

He shook his head with clear disdain. ”We are Drakenfel. We use the power of dragons.”

Then his eyes turned colder. ”Draconia is different. They have dragon blood. They act like they are part of some noble dragon family.”

He scoffed. ”To us... they are just prey.”

A faint killing intent leaked out as he spoke. ”We are dragon slayers. And they... are the dragons we hunt.”

Some of the Drakenfel warriors behind him smirked proudly.

Arden listened quietly. Then he adjusted his sleeve again. ”I see.”

Fenric frowned slightly. ”...That’s it?”

Arden nodded once. ”Yes.”

Then he raised his hand slightly. ”Are you done explaining?”

A few people nearby blinked.

Fenric’s expression darkened. ”...You’re very calm for someone about to lose.”

Arden finally took one small step forward. ”Not really.”

He looked straight at Fenric. ”I’m just trying to understand... what kind of person I’m about to break.”

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