Heretic Trainer: The Gym Is My Cultivation Method

Chapter 615: Tomorrow We Burn The Storm

Outside the private room, the dragon elder continued walking silently.

Kaelvar followed beside him, saying nothing.

For several moments, only the sound of their footsteps echoed through the quiet hallway.

Then the elder finally stopped.

His expression had turned completely cold. "A human evolving into a dragon just because she possessed a trace of dragon bloodline..."

He slowly narrowed his golden eyes. "That is nothing more than luck."

Kaelvar looked at him calmly. "Elder."

The elder’s aura flickered faintly. "She received a rare chance, awakened her bloodline, and obtained abnormal strength. That does not mean she understands what it truly means to be a dragon."

His frown deepened. "And yet, she dared to refuse my invitation so casually."

Kaelvar remained silent.

The elder looked back toward the room they had just left. "God Gym... Garion..."

His voice became colder.

"They speak as if training alone can replace lineage, inheritance, bloodline arts, and countless generations of dragon cultivation."

Then he turned toward Kaelvar. "Tomorrow, show her."

Kaelvar’s golden eyes sharpened.

The elder’s voice carried pride now. "Show her the power of a real dragon, the power of the Ignis Family."

Crimson heat slowly rose around Kaelvar’s body.

The elder continued, "Our Ignis Family is one of the top families within the Flame Dragon Clan. Our fire is not something a lucky lower-world dragon can compare with."

Kaelvar’s fingers curled slightly as crimson flames flickered around his hand. "I understand."

The elder’s expression remained stern. "Do not merely defeat her. Make her understand the difference between a wild awakened bloodline and a true dragon inheritance."

Kaelvar slowly grinned.

His fire burned hotter for a moment, lighting the hallway in crimson. "Don’t worry, Elder."

His golden eyes glowed with battle intent. "Tomorrow, I’ll burn through her storm."

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After Kaelvar and the dragon elder left, Garion and Dahlia also didn’t stay in the private room for long.

The final would be held tomorrow.

Because of that, Garion had only one serious instruction for Dahlia. "Eat properly."

Dahlia looked at him strangely. "That’s your advice before the final?"

Garion nodded with complete seriousness. "Of course. You already fought Rovak today. Even if you won, your body still consumed a lot of energy."

Then he pointed at her stomach. "Before fighting another dragon tomorrow, you need fuel."

Dahlia stared at him for a second.

Then she grinned. "Hahaha! As expected of Master."

Not long after, the two returned to the inn’s private dining room with Alira.

The table was soon filled with plates of roasted cosmic beast meat, energy-rich soup, glowing fruits, and several dishes made from tournament-site specialties.

Dahlia immediately started eating without hesitation.

Garion also ate beside her with the same terrifying appetite.

Alira quietly sat on the side, already used to their ridiculous eating style by now.

Or at least, she thought she was.

But seeing master and disciple eat like two starving calamities still made her expression slightly complicated.

Dahlia tore into a huge piece of meat and laughed. "This is good. Not as good as beast meat from the planet, but still good."

Garion nodded while chewing. "Yeah. Once God Gym opens properly, we need our own meal plan menu."

Alira blinked. "Meal plan?"

Garion grinned. "Of course. Training, recovery, nutrition, cultivation support... all of it needs to be organized."

Dahlia nodded proudly. "God Gym food must make people stronger."

Alira silently thought that somehow, even dinner had become business planning.

Just then, her communication device suddenly rang.

Alira glanced at it, then stood up slightly. "It’s Manager Paren."

Garion waved a hand while still eating. "Put him on."

A holographic screen appeared, showing Paren’s face.

The moment he saw Garion and Dahlia eating like monsters, his expression paused. "...You two are eating again?"

Garion grinned. "Final preparation."

Dahlia lifted a meat bone. "Battle fuel."

Paren rubbed his forehead. "Fine. Whatever works for you."

Then his expression became serious. "I called because of tomorrow’s final."

Garion leaned back slightly. "Kaelvar?"

Paren nodded. "Yes. Don’t underestimate him."

Dahlia raised an eyebrow. "He’s strong. I already know that."

Paren shook his head. "It’s not just him."

He looked directly at Dahlia. "Kaelvar is from the Ignis Family, one of the top families within the Flame Dragon Clan."

Alira added calmly from the side, "The Ignis Family is not an ordinary dragon branch. Their flame inheritance is famous even among dragon factions."

Paren nodded. "Exactly. Their fire isn’t simple elemental flame. It carries dragon bloodline power, clan techniques, and inherited cultivation arts."

Dahlia slowly stopped chewing for a moment.

Garion’s grin widened slightly. "Oh?"

Paren continued, "Kaelvar may still be young, but he was raised with proper dragon inheritance from childhood. Combat arts, bloodline refinement, flame control, body tempering... he has all of it."

Dahlia swallowed her food.

Then she slowly smiled. "So basically, he’s a proper elite dragon."

Paren nodded. "Yes."

Garion looked toward Dahlia with amusement. "And you’re a wild disaster dragon trained in a gym."

Dahlia burst into laughter. "Hahaha! That sounds way cooler."

Paren sighed. "Garion, I’m serious."

Garion waved casually. "I know, I know."

Then his expression became a little sharper. "Don’t worry. We won’t underestimate him."

Dahlia’s grin also changed.

It was no longer only playful.

There was excitement, pride, and battle hunger in her eyes. "If he’s really that strong, then good."

She grabbed another huge piece of meat and bit into it. "Tomorrow, I’ll show him that God Gym’s dragon isn’t weaker than some famous dragon family."

Paren stared at her for a moment and smiled helplessly. "That confidence is exactly why I’m both relieved and worried."

Garion laughed while grabbing another piece of meat. "Don’t worry too much, Manager Paren."

Paren looked at him through the holographic screen. "Every time you say that, I feel like I should worry more."

Garion ignored that completely and grinned. "Anyway, enough about us. What about you?"

Paren blinked. "Me?"

Garion leaned back in his chair and pointed at the screen with the meat in his hand.

"Yeah. You invested in us, right? Planet, registration, [Origin], tournament support, private room, all kinds of stuff."

His grin widened. "Now Dahlia reached the final, and God Gym’s name is spreading everywhere. So tell me honestly..."

Garion’s eyes sharpened with amusement. "Did you get what you wanted?"

Alira quietly looked toward Paren.

Even Dahlia paused slightly and glanced at the hologram while still chewing.

Paren didn’t answer immediately.

Instead, he looked toward another screen beside him that showed countless statistics.

And among those names, one phrase kept appearing again and again.

God Gym.

Paren’s terminal affiliation was attached to every registration record related to Garion and Dahlia.

The more people searched for God Gym, the more they inevitably saw where it had first appeared.

For a few seconds, Paren simply stared at the data and slowly a grin appeared on his face. "Heh..."

Garion noticed it instantly and laughed. "There it is."

Paren leaned back in his chair, no longer hiding his satisfaction. "Yes."