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Heretic Trainer: The Gym Is My Cultivation Method

Chapter 473: Of Course He Did That · 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

Sianor stood at the front line, his posture perfectly straight as waves of soldiers rushed toward him without pause.

His hands rested briefly behind his back before he lifted one with precise control.

Golden light gathered instantly.

Above him, multiple [Solar Lance] constructs formed in a clean, structured formation, each one aligned with exact spacing as if measured beforehand.

Sianor didn’t rush. He simply observed the incoming wave for a fraction of a second and then lowered his hand.

The lances fired.

Each one pierced through the charging soldiers, burning straight through their bodies and dropping them mid-motion before they could even react.

The second wave followed immediately after, pushing forward over the fallen without hesitation.

But as they stepped into range... another set of lances formed.

And another.

Sianor repeated the motion with minimal movement, his expression unchanged, his breathing steady.

The battlefield in front of him turned into a controlled execution zone.

Still...

The number of enemies didn’t decrease.

If anything, it kept increasing.

”Maintain distance,” Sianor said calmly, his voice carrying clearly without needing to be raised.

Behind him, the Solmira members adjusted instantly, stepping back in unison while maintaining their formation.

Another wave surged forward.

Sianor’s hand lifted again, preparing a larger, denser formation this time.

But before he released it... A distorted ripple spread across the battlefield.

Several charging soldiers stumbled mid-step, their movements breaking for just a second.

Floren walked in casually from the side, his fan tapping lightly against his palm.

”...You’re handling quite a lot on your own,” he said, his tone light, almost amused.

Sianor didn’t look at him. ”You took your time.”

Floren smiled faintly, tilting his head. ”I was watching. It’s rare to see something this clean.”

His gaze drifted briefly across the battlefield. ”...Very disciplined. I like that.”

Another group of enemies rushed in from the flank.

Floren flicked his fan once.

The distortion deepened.

Several soldiers froze mid-air, their bodies locking for just a moment as if they had forgotten how to move.

Others veered off slightly, their balance disrupted.

Sianor didn’t hesitate. ”Now.”

The Solmira members released their attacks at the exact same moment.

The frozen enemies were pierced instantly, their bodies burning away before they could recover.

At the same time... a steady, concentrated pressure cut in from the opposite side.

Clark stepped forward, adjusting his stance slightly as he raised his hand.

His eyes moved quickly, scanning the battlefield like he was calculating something.

”...Their movement pattern is slightly off,” he muttered under his breath. ”...There’s a delay when they shift direction.”

Energy gathered in his palm.

He narrowed his eyes.

”Right there.”

He released it.

A focused line of energy shot forward, cutting cleanly through a group that had just started to regroup, breaking them apart instantly.

Clark lowered his hand slightly, already observing the next cluster.

”There are quite a lot of them,” he added, almost thinking out loud.

”...but their coordination isn’t perfect. If we keep disrupting the flow, we can thin them out efficiently.”

Sianor gave a small nod. ”Agreed.”

Floren glanced between the two of them, a faint smirk forming. ”Well... this is turning into a proper team effort.”

For a brief moment, the three of them stood aligned at the front.

The battlefield in front of them was slowly stabilizing.

Floren casually glanced toward the center of the battlefield, his eyes narrowing slightly as if trying to catch something in the distance.

Then he looked back at Sianor. ”By the way... where is Garion?”

Sianor’s gaze remained forward. ”He went ahead.”

Clark paused slightly, his attention shifting for a moment. ”...By himself?”

Sianor answered without hesitation. ”He chose to handle the main target personally, along with his disciples.”

There was a short pause.

Floren let out a soft chuckle. ”Well... that makes sense.”

He tapped his fan lightly against his chin. ”This whole war started because of him, didn’t it?”

Clark nodded slowly, eyes narrowing slightly as he thought about it.

”...If that’s the case, then this outcome was always going to happen,” he said.

”Statistically speaking, someone like him wouldn’t leave the core objective to others.”

He adjusted his stance again, already preparing another attack.

”Still... I’m curious,” Clark added, his tone thoughtful. ”Let’s see if he can actually handle it alone.”

Sianor gave another short nod. ”Yes.”

His voice remained calm but firm. ”That is precisely why we are here.”

He lifted his hand again as another wave approached. ”To clear the battlefield...”

The light gathered once more. ”And ensure nothing interferes with him.”

Floren smirked, his eyes gleaming slightly as he flicked his fan open again. ”Now that you say it like that...”

He stepped forward, the distortion spreading once more across the field. ”This is starting to feel a lot more interesting.”

Another wave of enemies rushed toward them.

Floren tilted his head slightly, his smile widening. ”Alright then...”

He flicked his fan lightly. ”Let’s get this party started.”

---

Garion and his disciples pushed forward without slowing, their attacks clearing the last wave of enemies in front of them.

Their ship began to descend smoothly, cutting through the remaining smoke and scattered debris in the air.

It landed in a wide, open field just outside the main structure.

The moment it touched the ground, Garion stepped off first.

He didn’t hesitate or look around. His gaze was already fixed ahead.

Dahlia followed right behind him, rolling her shoulders once as if loosening up before a fight.

”Finally,” she muttered lightly. ”That took longer than I expected.”

Clara jumped down next, landing with a light step before straightening up.

Her eyes scanned the area quickly, a grin already forming.

”Well... this place looks welcoming,” she said, her tone playful. ”Almost too quiet.”

Before they could move any further... they saw someone blocking their way.

Pelion sat calmly on a broken stone, one leg crossed over the other as if he had been waiting for quite some time.

Garion narrowed his eyes slightly as he recognized him. ”...You.”

He took a step forward, his expression calm but focused. ”You’re from Black Chimera. Are you here to block us?”

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