Heretic Trainer: The Gym Is My Cultivation Method-Chapter 409: We’re Bodybuilders With Brains

It didn’t take long for the Vulkrans to fall back one after another.

Some were pushed out of bounds, and some were beaten until they passed out.

They just couldn’t beat both Rika and Rena.

"Damn it! How can this be?! How can they be this strong? They were only women!"

Rika stepped forward calmly, flames still burning tightly around her arms.

She looked at them with a smile.

"Impossible?"

Rena landed beside her, thunder snapping lightly around her legs.

"It’s very possible."

Rika rolled her wrist slowly and smirked.

"It’s just that we are stronger and better than you."

Rena smiled, pointing to the arena.

"Don’t forget that you had numbers but still couldn’t even win..."

Rika let out a mocking smile.

"Now that confirmed that we are indeed better than you stupid barbarians."

The Vulkran warriors clenched their fists in anger.

"Do you think this is over?!"

Rena grinned wide.

"It kind of looked like it, seeing how easy you all are beaten."

The Vulkran warriors were shaking in anger but didn’t move, as Rika and Rena were just too strong.

Meanwhile, on another side, the Shivera elites weren’t doing much better.

Several clan members were tangled tightly in thick vines controlled by Aurelia.

She only smiled as she reminded them.

"Don’t struggle too much, or you’ll just make it tighten even more than it should be."

The Shivera elites glanced at her in anger.

"Aren’t you a member of God Gym... aren’t they supposed to focus on physical strength? But why are you using cowardly moves like this?"

Before Aurelia answered, Azalira tilted her head, smiling brightly as she answered them.

"Oh? About that..."

She tapped one of the petals of the purple-green flowers that bloomed around her.

"Did you really expect us to just punch everything like those blockheads over there?"

She jerked her thumb casually toward the Vulkran side.

The Shiveras frowned as they heard it but nodded as it really was what they thought.

Azalira blinked once.

"...You actually thought that?"

She looked genuinely amused as she burst out laughing at that exact moment.

"Are you all really that simple?"

The Shivera elites’ expressions darkened slightly.

Aurelia let out a soft sigh and stepped closer.

"Azalira, don’t be like that."

She turned her hand toward the Shivera clan members and spoke gently.

"They have simply never seen someone like us that fought like this even though we train our bodies."

Azalira stepped beside her, smiling with clear amusement.

"Ohhh, so you’re saying they were thinking too narrowly?"

She placed a finger on her chin dramatically.

"You could say it like that."

Several Shivera members’ brows tightened.

"We are not narrow-minded," one said coldly.

Azalira tilted her head.

"Really?"

She gestured around the field.

"You saw muscles and thought, ’Ah, simple fighters.’"

Her grin widened.

"That’s a little narrow, isn’t it?"

The Shivera members frowned deeper at being called narrow-minded so casually.

One of them clenched his jaw.

"You rely on tricks."

Azalira blinked.

"Tricks?"

She burst into laughter.

"Plants growing from the ground are tricks now?"

She leaned forward slightly, eyes bright.

"You use ice from the air. Is that a trick too?"

Aurelia smiled gently.

"Martial arts are about using what you have efficiently."

She glanced toward Rika and Rena in the distance.

"Some of us use fire and thunder."

Then she looked back at the vines.

"Some of us use life."

Azalira wiped a tear from laughing too much.

"Oh, I like this. We’re bodybuilders who use brains. Terrifying combination."

The Shivera disciples exchanged looks, irritation mixing with realization.

---

On the sidelines, the arena had already quieted.

Most of Vulkran and Shivera’s front line had been pushed back.

Raviel folded his arms and looked at Vargan and Sarona.

"So," he said calmly, "what do you think now?"

Vargan stared at the battlefield and clicked his tongue.

"...Hmph."

Sarona’s gaze remained steady, but there was no denial in her eyes anymore.

"It is clear."

Raviel tilted his head slightly.

"I think we don’t need to continue anymore."

He gestured toward the arena.

"We already know the result."

Aveline stood beside him, calm and composed.

"Our disciples defeated yours without forcing escalation."

Raviel nodded once.

"Easily."

Vargan let out a long breath through his nose.

"Yeah."

Sarona did not hesitate.

"Yes. That is the truth."

For a moment, the wind was the only sound.

Then Vargan stepped forward and raised his voice.

"Enough!"

All Vulkran members turned toward him immediately.

Sarona also stepped forward on her side. 𝐟𝕣𝗲𝕖𝕨𝗲𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝗲𝚕.𝗰𝚘𝐦

"Stand down."

The Shivera formation straightened.

Vargan looked across the entire field and shouted loudly,

"We have lost!"

The words echoed.

Several Vulkran warriors stiffened.

"What?!"

Sarona’s voice followed, calm but firm.

"The outcome is clear."

She lifted her chin slightly.

"We accept defeat."

Vargan crossed his arms and declared openly,

"From this day forward, Vulkran will become a vassal under God Gym."

Sarona spoke right after him.

"Shivera as well."

Silence.

Then...

"What?!"

"Patriarch, you can’t do this!"

"Matriarch, reconsider!"

Several elders stepped forward quickly.

An elder from Vulkran clenched his fists.

"We can still fight!"

A Shivera elder’s voice grew sharp.

"This was only one exchange!"

"We are not finished!"

Vargan frowned.

Sarona’s eyes cooled further.

Raviel did not move.

Rachel stepped forward slightly from behind them.

She looked at the elders calmly.

"So... the elders wish to fight?"

Several elders turned toward her.

"And who are you to..."

Rachel smiled gently.

"I am Rachel Revalis."

Her voice was warm but steady.

"If you still feel unwilling... then let me handle you."

A few elders blinked.

"You?"

Rachel nodded softly.

"Yes. Me."

She stepped forward a little more.

"You said your younger generation was not enough."

Her eyes remained kind, but clear.

"Then perhaps it is the elders’ turn."

Aveline watched quietly.

Raviel did not interfere.

Vargan looked at Rachel, then at his own elders.

"...You really want to continue?"

Sarona’s voice was calm but colder now.

"If you step forward again, understand the consequence."

The elders hesitated.

Rachel gently clasped her hands in front of her.

"I will not kill. I will not cripple."

Her smile did not fade.

"But I will make it very clear."

The air around her shifted slightly.

"That I’m not joking around, so shall we continue?"