[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-heretic-trainer-the-gym-is-my-cultivation-method":3,"chapter-heretic-trainer-the-gym-is-my-cultivation-method-heretic-trainer-the-gym-is-my-cultivation-method-chapter-528":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Heretic Trainer: The Gym Is My Cultivation Method",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},1633719,2099,"Chapter 528: Dragon Armor Activated","heretic-trainer-the-gym-is-my-cultivation-method-chapter-528",528,"\u003Cp>Sianor frowned as Dahlia walked toward the arena. He stepped closer to Rachel, lowering his voice. \"Isn’t this risky?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rachel kept her eyes on Dahlia’s back. \"Don’t worry. Mersha’s elixirs... are better than they taste.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She paused, watching Dahlia step into the center. \"At the very least... she won’t die.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sianor didn’t look convinced, but he didn’t stop her. He turned his attention back to the arena.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>---\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dahlia rolled her neck as she walked, loosening her shoulders.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her grip tightened slightly as she stepped onto the cracked ground of the arena.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Across from her, Camille stood still, observing. Her gaze traveled slowly over Dahlia, her lips curving faintly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"So... Darius’s daughter is the one standing in front of me, huh? Feels strange, fighting his daughter.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>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.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Camille exhaled softly, amused. \"We’ll see.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She raised her hand and flicked her wrist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A long whip slid free, coiling into her grasp. Its tip dragged lightly across the ground, leaving a thin line behind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dahlia stopped a few steps away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She reached into her spatial ring and drew her sword.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The blade caught the light for a brief moment before she steadied it in her hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then she angled it slightly, revealing a small slot near the hilt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dahlia took out her own modified Corem.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She slid it into the slot, and the moment it clicked into place, a low, resonant hum rang out from the blade.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the same time, a massive azure dragon’s shadow surged into existence above her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Several leaders behind her stiffened. \"What is that...?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Both Arden and Valtor smirked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Arden crossed his arms, smiling. \"Heh... she’s finally using it.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Valtor leaned forward, grinning. \"Now this is going to be fun.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dahlia exhaled, her shoulders relaxing for a brief moment. \"Didn’t think I’d be using this here.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She pressed her thumb against the Corem. \"Transform.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She spun the Corem, and the enormous azure dragon shadow dove down toward her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A black suit formed first, wrapping around her body. Then, layer by layer, azure armor assembled over it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A faint aura rippled across the surface, responding to her energy, signaling the transformation was complete.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dahlia stood fully armored, her grip tightening on the sword.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She lifted it slightly, pointing it at Camille. \"Let’s go.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Camille watched the entire display without moving. Then she rolled her wrist once, snapping her whip.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"So that’s your trick, huh? No matter... you’re still the one who’s going to lose.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>---\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sianor didn’t take his eyes off the arena, but his expression shifted the moment Dahlia’s armor settled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clark leaned forward slightly, his eyes widening behind an otherwise calm face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Floren stopped fanning himself altogether.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sianor’s eyes narrowed. \"Wait a minute... isn’t that basically a masked rider?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clark nodded immediately, a grin tugging at the corner of his mouth. \"Damn. To think I’m seeing it here, in this world.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Floren’s eyes lit up, his usual lazy posture straightening. \"I really want one.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clark turned to him at once. \"You? That’s not for some pervert like you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Floren shrugged, completely unbothered. \"Why not? It looks fun.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clark pointed at him. \"You’d ruin it.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then he tapped his own chest. \"Someone like me should have it.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sianor finally glanced away from the arena, looking between the two of them. \"No. It should be me.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They both turned to him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sianor smiled, puffing out his chest. \"As the leader of the Grand Factions, I need something like that.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Floren let out a short laugh. \"Listen to him. ’Need.’\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clark crossed his arms, clearly not backing down. \"If anyone deserves it, it’s...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A voice suddenly cut through their argument. \"Sirs...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All three turned to see Arden standing nearby.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had been listening the entire time, and by now he was certain they were from the same world as Garion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The realization sparked an idea, one that slowly spread into a faint smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stepped forward slightly and addressed them, \"If you, sirs... want one, I can make it for you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The three of them paused.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sianor’s eyes sharpened. \"...Really?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Arden nodded once. \"Yes.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clark leaned forward slightly, curiosity creeping into his voice. \"You can replicate that?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Arden let out a quiet chuckle and shook his head. \"Replicate? No. For your information, I’m the one who made that for Dahlia.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Floren’s grin widened instantly. \"Then make mine first.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clark shot him a sharp look. \"Absolutely not.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Floren smirked. \"Why? Afraid mine will turn out more glorious than yours?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clark stepped forward half a step, his expression hardening.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No. Because I’m the one who should have it first. A pervert like you shouldn’t even be thinking about it.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Arden raised a hand between them. \"Wait.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They both stopped, though neither looked pleased.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Arden exhaled lightly before continuing. \"Before I make anything, there’s something you should know.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their attention shifted back to him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Arden continued. \"I don’t think it will increase your strength much. You’re already at the Perfection Realm.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clark frowned slightly. \"So it’s just equipment?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Arden replied, \"More like an accessory for you guys, I think.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sianor was quiet for a moment, then let out a short laugh. \"That’s fine.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He turned his gaze back to Dahlia in the arena, observing her stance. \"As long as it has style.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Floren nodded right away. \"Agreed.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clark hesitated, thinking it over. Then he gave a short nod. \"...Fine. But mine needs to be perfect.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Arden returned a small nod. \"I understand.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He paused, then added calmly, \"I’ll make them for all of you later... for a price.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Floren laughed, crossing his arms. \"That’s fine. We’re Grand Faction leaders. Money isn’t a problem.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clark nodded, adjusting his sleeve. \"Yeah. Just make sure it’s worth it.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sianor chuckled, his eyes still on the arena. \"Don’t hold back on quality. Make the best one you can. Price doesn’t matter.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Arden nodded again, taking it all in. \"Understood.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He folded his arms, already thinking ahead. \"I’ll prepare them later.\"\u003C\u002Fp>",1004,"2026-06-06T11:12:30.898Z",1,"novelbin.me","8fd4fae8d387a2e551a85f7b9cd961196a0a91acc628d17767ad5dc681c5e6b4","heretic-trainer-the-gym-is-my-cultivation-method-chapter-529","heretic-trainer-the-gym-is-my-cultivation-method-chapter-527",613,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fheretic-trainer-the-gym-is-my-cultivation-method-cover.jpg"]