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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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601 Chapter 601: Round Two Got Personal 2026-10-17
602 Chapter 602: Pretty Lights And Sharp Sticks 2026-10-17
603 Chapter 603: The Spear Is Mine Now 2026-10-17
604 Chapter 604: The Battle Taken Spear 2026-10-17
605 Chapter 605: Dahlia Missed Her Friends 2026-10-17
606 Chapter 606: The Bad Matchup Problem 2026-10-17
607 Chapter 607: Stronger The More It Hurts 2026-10-17
608 Chapter 608: Quarterfinals Of Monsters 2026-10-17
609 Chapter 609: Dahlia Stole The Sky 2026-10-17
610 Chapter 610: The Regeneration Check Failed 2026-10-17
611 Chapter 611: Rovak Finally Got His Wish 2026-10-17
612 Chapter 612: Rovak Finally Fell 2026-10-17
613 Chapter 613: A Dragon Final Begins 2026-10-17
614 Chapter 614: You Cannot Have My Disciple 2026-10-17
615 Chapter 615: Tomorrow We Burn The Storm 2026-10-17
616 Chapter 616: The Cover Was There All Along 2026-10-17
617 Chapter 617: A Final Worth Watching 2026-10-17
618 Chapter 618: The True Dragon Form 2026-10-17
619 Chapter 619: Surprise Thunder Dragon 2026-10-17
620 Chapter 620: Polite Violence Is Still Violence 2026-10-17
621 Chapter 621: The Champion Became A Billboard 2026-10-17
622 Chapter 622: What The Hell Is God Gym 2026-10-17
623 Chapter 623: Welcome Back To Death Planet 2026-10-17
624 Chapter 624: The Father Was Furious 2026-10-17
625 Chapter 625: A Mini Garion Appeared 2026-10-17
626 Chapter 626: Rovak Became A Customer 2026-10-17
627 Chapter 627: Rovak Met Proper Technique 2026-10-17
628 Chapter 628: Rovak Was The Easy Customer 2026-10-17
629 Chapter 629: Varkas Wants Revenge 2026-10-17
630 Chapter 630: Rovak Learned True Fear 2026-10-17
631 Chapter 631: The Assassins Chose Poorly 2026-10-17
632 Chapter 632: Atlas Found New Entertainment 2026-10-17
633 Chapter 633: The Trouble Can Wait 2026-10-17
634 Chapter 634: The Cultivation Method Is Suicide 2026-10-17
635 Chapter 635: Kill Yourself For Rewards 2026-10-17
636 Chapter 636: Divine Relic Designer Unlocked 2026-10-17
637 Chapter 637: Atlas Needs Answers Too 2026-10-17
638 Chapter 638: Atlas Hates This Explanation 2026-10-17
639 Chapter 639: Everyone But Atlas 2026-10-17
640 Chapter 640: A Proper Rematch At Last 2026-10-17
641 Chapter 641: A Dragon’s Wounded Pride 2026-10-17
642 Chapter 642: Rachel’s Divine Rebirth 2026-10-17
643 Chapter 643: Atlas Wants Answers 2026-10-17
644 Chapter 644: Dangerous But Free 2026-10-17
645 Chapter 645: Garion Skips The Warning 2026-10-17
646 Chapter 646: The First Customer Ascends 2026-10-17
647 Chapter 647: Rovak Finally Scared Garion 2026-10-17
648 Chapter 648: Alira’s Biggest Surprise Yet 2026-10-17
649 Chapter 649: God Gym Breaks Another Limit 2026-10-17
650 Chapter 650: Paren Bargained For Dahlia 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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