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Heretic Trainer: The Gym Is My Cultivation Method

Chapter 528: Dragon Armor Activated · Oct 17, 2026

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501 Chapter 501: This Reward Makes No Sense 2026-10-17
502 Chapter 502: System Gives Worst Mission Ever 2026-10-17
503 Chapter 503: Mersha The True Villain 2026-10-17
504 Chapter 504: Stronger… But At What Cost 2026-10-17
505 Chapter 505: Pregnant Already?! Impossible 2026-10-17
506 Chapter 506: Pregnancy Speedrun Activated 2026-10-17
507 Chapter 507: She’s Pregnant… Wait What 2026-10-17
508 Chapter 508: He Tried… She Ended It 2026-10-17
509 Chapter 509: Baby Growing Too Fast 2026-10-17
510 Chapter 510: Baby Coming Too Fast 2026-10-17
511 Chapter 511: Delivery Or Magic Trick 2026-10-17
512 Chapter 512: Fatherhood Into Brain Damage 2026-10-17
513 Chapter 513: Power Comes With Stupid Ideas 2026-10-17
514 Chapter 514: Deep Sea Gym Session 2026-10-17
515 Chapter 515: Stronger After Having A Baby 2026-10-17
516 Chapter 516: War Meeting Without The Boss 2026-10-17
517 Chapter 517: Strongest Baby Introduction 2026-10-17
518 Chapter 518: Everyone Shocked Twice 2026-10-17
519 Chapter 519: Authority Check Real Quick 2026-10-17
520 Chapter 520: She Flipped The Whole Argument 2026-10-17
521 Chapter 521: They Started Plotting Immediately 2026-10-17
522 Chapter 522: Cowards Became Traitors 2026-10-17
523 Chapter 523: From War To Arena Fight 2026-10-17
524 Chapter 524: This Place Feels Like Hell 2026-10-17
525 Chapter 525: War of Two Worlds 2026-10-17
526 Chapter 526: He Tanked Everything, Smiling 2026-10-17
527 Chapter 527: Pretty Girl, Big Danger 2026-10-17
528 Chapter 528: Dragon Armor Activated 2026-10-17
529 Chapter 529: He Found His Dream Builder 2026-10-17
530 Chapter 530: Azure Dragon? Try Again 2026-10-17
531 Chapter 531: Get Out Of My Body 2026-10-17
532 Chapter 532: Congrats… I Think? 2026-10-17
533 Chapter 533: How Many Broke Through?! 2026-10-17
534 Chapter 534: Become The Disaster 2026-10-17
535 Chapter 535: God Physique Unlocked 2026-10-17
536 Chapter 536: Main Character Energy Stolen 2026-10-17
537 Chapter 537: That Looked Too Easy 2026-10-17
538 Chapter 538: He Chose Death On Purpose 2026-10-17
539 Chapter 539: Leader Finally Took It Seriously 2026-10-17
540 Chapter 540: The Perfect Hybrid Appears 2026-10-17
541 Chapter 541: Pride? Never Heard Of It 2026-10-17
542 Chapter 542: Human Build Wasn’t Enough 2026-10-17
543 Chapter 543: Love Beats Everything Apparently 2026-10-17
544 Chapter 544: Love Doesn’t Hit As Hard Now 2026-10-17
545 Chapter 545: Second God Physique Appears 2026-10-17
546 Chapter 546: Perfect Chimera Got Folded 2026-10-17
547 Chapter 547: Pain Multiplier Activated 2026-10-17
548 Chapter 548: Rules? What Rules? 2026-10-17
549 Chapter 549: Authority Rejected Instantly 2026-10-17
550 Chapter 550: This Backfired Hard 2026-10-17

Sianor frowned as Dahlia walked toward the arena. He stepped closer to Rachel, lowering his voice. ”Isn’t this risky?”

Rachel kept her eyes on Dahlia’s back. ”Don’t worry. Mersha’s elixirs... are better than they taste.”

She paused, watching Dahlia step into the center. ”At the very least... she won’t die.”

Sianor didn’t look convinced, but he didn’t stop her. He turned his attention back to the arena.

---

Dahlia rolled her neck as she walked, loosening her shoulders.

Her grip tightened slightly as she stepped onto the cracked ground of the arena.

Across from her, Camille stood still, observing. Her gaze traveled slowly over Dahlia, her lips curving faintly.

”So... Darius’s daughter is the one standing in front of me, huh? Feels strange, fighting his daughter.”

Dahlia snorted without slowing. ”He’s not my father. Don’t feel bad about fighting me! I’m the one who’s going to win.”

Camille exhaled softly, amused. ”We’ll see.”

She raised her hand and flicked her wrist.

A long whip slid free, coiling into her grasp. Its tip dragged lightly across the ground, leaving a thin line behind.

Dahlia stopped a few steps away.

She reached into her spatial ring and drew her sword.

The blade caught the light for a brief moment before she steadied it in her hand.

Then she angled it slightly, revealing a small slot near the hilt.

Dahlia took out her own modified Corem.

She slid it into the slot, and the moment it clicked into place, a low, resonant hum rang out from the blade.

At the same time, a massive azure dragon’s shadow surged into existence above her.

Several leaders behind her stiffened. ”What is that...?”

Both Arden and Valtor smirked.

Arden crossed his arms, smiling. ”Heh... she’s finally using it.”

Valtor leaned forward, grinning. ”Now this is going to be fun.”

Dahlia exhaled, her shoulders relaxing for a brief moment. ”Didn’t think I’d be using this here.”

She pressed her thumb against the Corem. ”Transform.”

She spun the Corem, and the enormous azure dragon shadow dove down toward her.

A black suit formed first, wrapping around her body. Then, layer by layer, azure armor assembled over it.

A faint aura rippled across the surface, responding to her energy, signaling the transformation was complete.

Dahlia stood fully armored, her grip tightening on the sword.

She lifted it slightly, pointing it at Camille. ”Let’s go.”

Camille watched the entire display without moving. Then she rolled her wrist once, snapping her whip.

”So that’s your trick, huh? No matter... you’re still the one who’s going to lose.”

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Sianor didn’t take his eyes off the arena, but his expression shifted the moment Dahlia’s armor settled.

Clark leaned forward slightly, his eyes widening behind an otherwise calm face.

Floren stopped fanning himself altogether.

Sianor’s eyes narrowed. ”Wait a minute... isn’t that basically a masked rider?”

Clark nodded immediately, a grin tugging at the corner of his mouth. ”Damn. To think I’m seeing it here, in this world.”

Floren’s eyes lit up, his usual lazy posture straightening. ”I really want one.”

Clark turned to him at once. ”You? That’s not for some pervert like you.”

Floren shrugged, completely unbothered. ”Why not? It looks fun.”

Clark pointed at him. ”You’d ruin it.”

Then he tapped his own chest. ”Someone like me should have it.”

Sianor finally glanced away from the arena, looking between the two of them. ”No. It should be me.”

They both turned to him.

Sianor smiled, puffing out his chest. ”As the leader of the Grand Factions, I need something like that.”

Floren let out a short laugh. ”Listen to him. ’Need.’”

Clark crossed his arms, clearly not backing down. ”If anyone deserves it, it’s...”

A voice suddenly cut through their argument. ”Sirs...”

All three turned to see Arden standing nearby.

He had been listening the entire time, and by now he was certain they were from the same world as Garion.

The realization sparked an idea, one that slowly spread into a faint smile.

He stepped forward slightly and addressed them, ”If you, sirs... want one, I can make it for you.”

The three of them paused.

Sianor’s eyes sharpened. ”...Really?”

Arden nodded once. ”Yes.”

Clark leaned forward slightly, curiosity creeping into his voice. ”You can replicate that?”

Arden let out a quiet chuckle and shook his head. ”Replicate? No. For your information, I’m the one who made that for Dahlia.”

Floren’s grin widened instantly. ”Then make mine first.”

Clark shot him a sharp look. ”Absolutely not.”

Floren smirked. ”Why? Afraid mine will turn out more glorious than yours?”

Clark stepped forward half a step, his expression hardening.

”No. Because I’m the one who should have it first. A pervert like you shouldn’t even be thinking about it.”

Arden raised a hand between them. ”Wait.”

They both stopped, though neither looked pleased.

Arden exhaled lightly before continuing. ”Before I make anything, there’s something you should know.”

Their attention shifted back to him.

Arden continued. ”I don’t think it will increase your strength much. You’re already at the Perfection Realm.”

Clark frowned slightly. ”So it’s just equipment?”

Arden replied, ”More like an accessory for you guys, I think.”

Sianor was quiet for a moment, then let out a short laugh. ”That’s fine.”

He turned his gaze back to Dahlia in the arena, observing her stance. ”As long as it has style.”

Floren nodded right away. ”Agreed.”

Clark hesitated, thinking it over. Then he gave a short nod. ”...Fine. But mine needs to be perfect.”

Arden returned a small nod. ”I understand.”

He paused, then added calmly, ”I’ll make them for all of you later... for a price.”

Floren laughed, crossing his arms. ”That’s fine. We’re Grand Faction leaders. Money isn’t a problem.”

Clark nodded, adjusting his sleeve. ”Yeah. Just make sure it’s worth it.”

Sianor chuckled, his eyes still on the arena. ”Don’t hold back on quality. Make the best one you can. Price doesn’t matter.”

Arden nodded again, taking it all in. ”Understood.”

He folded his arms, already thinking ahead. ”I’ll prepare them later.”

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