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Heretic Trainer: The Gym Is My Cultivation Method

Chapter 161: Strength Has No Age · Oct 17, 2026

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151 Chapter 151: Cultivator’s First Workout 2026-10-17
152 Chapter 152: Raviel’s Legendary Slip 2026-10-17
153 Chapter 153: Dinner Disaster at Revalis Hall 2026-10-17
154 Chapter 154: Dinner Guests Gone Wild 2026-10-17
155 Chapter 155: The Disciples’ Revenge Workout 2026-10-17
156 Chapter 156: The God Gym’s First Victims 2026-10-17
157 Chapter 157: The Trainer from Hell 2026-10-17
158 Chapter 158: Garion’s Motivational Torture 2026-10-17
159 Chapter 159: The Disciples’ Showcase. 2026-10-17
160 Chapter 160: The Final Lift 2026-10-17
161 Chapter 161: Strength Has No Age 2026-10-17
162 Chapter 162: Love Is the Ultimate Motivation 2026-10-17
163 Chapter 163: Hell’s Gym Session 2026-10-17
164 Chapter 164: Rendric’s Risky Delivery 2026-10-17
165 Chapter 165: From Cultivator to Beginner Again 2026-10-17
166 Chapter 166: Blades and Bad Decisions 2026-10-17
167 Chapter 167: The Birth of a Magic Swordsman 2026-10-17
168 Chapter 168: Bracelets of Pure Suffering 2026-10-17
169 Chapter 169: Revalis Rehabilitation Center 2026-10-17
170 Chapter 170: Reforging the Patriarch 2026-10-17
171 Chapter 171: The New and Upgraded Raviel 2026-10-17
172 Chapter 172: Pain Franchise Activated 2026-10-17
173 Chapter 173: The Curse of Being Pretty 2026-10-17
174 Chapter 174: One Month for One Woman 2026-10-17
175 Chapter 175: From Mocked To Mocking Master 2026-10-17
176 Chapter 176: Beta Male Massacre 2026-10-17
177 Chapter 177: The Haircut Battle Begins 2026-10-17
178 Chapter 178: Afro Down! 2026-10-17
179 Chapter 179: Revenge of the Green Afro Dad 2026-10-17
180 Chapter 180: The Natural Steroid Surprise 2026-10-17
181 Chapter 181: Arden Goes Full Nature Mode 2026-10-17
182 Chapter 182: The Green God Awakens 2026-10-17
183 Chapter 183: Pray for the Next Victims 2026-10-17
184 Chapter 184: One Month of Pain Results 2026-10-17
185 Chapter 185: Eco-Friendly Tree Guy 2026-10-17
186 Chapter 186: The Physique Doctrine 2026-10-17
187 Chapter 187: Garion’s Favorite Wedding Gift 2026-10-17
188 Chapter 188: You Messed In The Wrong Day 2026-10-17
189 Chapter 189: The Noodle Man vs the Gym God 2026-10-17
190 Chapter 190: The One-Finger Execution 2026-10-17
191 Chapter 191: God Gym Clean-Up Crew in Action 2026-10-17
192 Chapter 192: Garion, Matchmaker of Clans 2026-10-17
193 Chapter 193: Pack Up or Get Left Behind 2026-10-17
194 Chapter 194: The Fall of Revalis Begins 2026-10-17
195 Chapter 195: Garion Becomes a Meteor 2026-10-17
196 Chapter 196: Rakir’s Flames of Rebellion 2026-10-17
197 Chapter 197: Garion Arrives to Bully Another Grand Elder 2026-10-17
198 Chapter 198: More Like Burnt Chicken 2026-10-17
199 Chapter 199: Overdrive Mode: Suffering Edition 2026-10-17
200 Chapter 200: Awakening? More Like Torture Mode 2026-10-17

Garion turned to Rynor and smirked. ”Now it’s your turn, Rynor!”

Rynor sighed, shaking out his arms. ”If I die here, make sure my tombstone says, ’Died lifting like a legend.’”

He approached the bar, gripped it, and exhaled. Then, with a powerful yell, he lifted.

His movement was smoother than Rynar’s but still trembling under the weight.

Garion cheered him from the side. ”Up! Good! Now hold! Drop it!”

Rynor slammed the bar down, his arms shaking uncontrollably. ”I did it... Master, please don’t ask for a second rep.”

Garion grinned. ”Relax, I’m not a monster. One perfect rep is all we need.”

The twins both lay flat on the ground again, groaning.

Dahlia stared at the barbell, then at Garion. ”Don’t even think about it.”

Garion laughed. ”What? You don’t even know how much yours is yet.”

Raviel smirked from the side. ”Let me guess... more than five hundred?”

Garion winked. ”Of course. Dahlia’s the strongest, remember?”

Dahlia’s eyes widened. ”Master, no! Don’t you dare...”

But Garion was already adding plates. The metal clanged again and again.

”Six hundred kilograms. Let’s see if my first disciple can lift this one.”

Dahlia buried her face in her hands. ”I hate this gym...”

Rynar and Rynor both raised their fists weakly from the floor. ”We believe in you, senior sister.”

Raviel leaned toward Rendric and whispered. ”She’s actually going to do it, isn’t she?”

Rendric nodded, eyes wide. ”I... think she might.”

Garion smiled, stepping aside. ”Alright, Dahlia. Show them why you’re number one.”

Dahlia took a deep breath, rolled her shoulders, and stepped to the bar. ”Fine. But if I can’t walk tomorrow, it’s your fault.”

She gripped the bar, tightened her stance, and let out a deep breath. Then... she lifted.

The entire bar rose from the floor, shaking violently, but she kept her form solid until she stood fully upright.

Everyone in the gym froze.

Then she dropped the bar with a loud thud and shouted. ”Done!”

Garion grinned widely. ”Perfect. That’s all three of the Big Three completed.”

The twins cheered weakly. Raviel clapped. Even Rendric looked impressed.

Garion nodded proudly. ”Good job, all of you. You’ve earned a rest.”

Dahlia fell to her knees, exhausted. ”A rest? Master, we’ve earned a week off.”

Garion laughed. ”Fine. Half a day then.”

The disciples groaned in unison.

Garion turned toward Raviel and the elders, who were all still sitting stiffly on the floor.

”Now you all understand, right? You’ve seen how powerful my disciples are.”

He then tapped his temple, indicating that he was calculating.

”So, logically, you should be able to handle something at least one-tenth of what they just did.”

The elders stiffened. Raviel tilted his head. ”One-tenth?”

Garion smirked. ”Exactly. Look at the twins. A year ago, they were the weakest members of your clan.”

”People laughed at them. But now? Even your elders can’t keep up.”

The elders exchanged looks, clearly irritated. One of them clenched his fists.

”That’s unfair, Sect Leader Garion. If we were fighting with mana, it would be a different story.”

Garion raised an eyebrow. ”Mana battle, huh? That’s your excuse?”

His grin then widened.

”You’ve been cultivating for decades, and they’ve trained for just a single year and still surpassed you in strength.”

The room grew quiet. The elders looked down, avoiding his eyes.

Rendric coughed softly, breaking the silence. ”It’s... hard to argue with that.”

Garion continued, his tone calm but firm.

”If a year of training could turn those two into warriors strong enough to humble elders like you, what does that say? You’ve been too comfortable for too long.”

The words hit harder than any punch. Several elders frowned deeply, and a few clenched their jaws.

Raviel stayed quiet, watching his disciples and elders with a conflicted expression.

His eyes shifted toward the twins, still sprawled on the floor but grinning proudly.

He let out a quiet sigh. ”A year... only a year...”

He rubbed his chin, frowning slightly.

”I trained for decades to reach my realm, but those two... they’ve grown this much just through physical training. It’s absurd.”

Rendric nodded slowly. ”Perhaps that’s why his path is so strange and terrifying.”

Raviel laughed weakly, his voice filled with disbelief. ”To think I used to call myself a genius.”

He looked at the twins again. ”Compared to them, I feel like I’ve wasted half my life.”

The room fell silent for a moment. Even the twins didn’t dare joke this time. Dahlia and the others just looked at each other quietly.

Garion scratched the back of his head, realizing how heavy the air had gotten.

’Damn it! I crushed them too much.’

He sighed and clapped his hands lightly. ”Alright, alright. Don’t overthink it. This isn’t about who’s better or worse.”

”It’s about improvement. If my disciples can do it in a year, imagine how far all of you could go if you trained properly.”

Raviel looked up, a small smirk forming. ”So, what you’re saying is... even old men like us can still change?”

Garion grinned. ”Exactly. It’s never too late to get stronger. Just don’t expect me to go easy on you when you start.”

Raviel laughed, the heaviness lifting a little. ”You sound like you’re trying to recruit me into your sect.”

Garion shrugged. ”If you ever get tired of being Patriarch, I’ll gladly make room for you at the God Gym.”

Rendric chuckled under his breath. ”Oh no, that’s all we need, two maniacs in one place.”

Garion turned toward Raviel, smiling confidently.

”So, Patriarch Raviel, what do you think? Will you take my special training course?”

Raviel laughed, still wiping sweat from his forehead.

”Of course. After seeing all this, how could I refuse? I’ll take your special course.”

Garion grinned wider. ”Good. Then let’s move to the private training room.”

Raviel blinked. ”Wait, there’s a private training room?”

Garion nodded proudly. ”Of course. Every real gym has a VIP section.”

Raviel chuckled. ”VIP? That sounds suspiciously like something else.”

Garion smirked.

”Well, think of it like a brothel with different room quality. You’ve got the common rooms, then the elite ones for the special guests.”

Raviel laughed, shaking his head. ”I see. If that’s the case, then I’ll gladly take the elite room.”

Garion grinned. ”Of course you will. Right this way, Patriarch.”

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