Heretic Trainer: The Gym Is My Cultivation Method

Chapter 655: Stage Two Begins

Varkas pulled himself out of the shattered asteroid, his face filled with disbelief.

For the first time since the battle started, a trace of fear appeared on his face.

He was an Early Star Realm pirate captain.

Even among pirates, he was not considered weak.

Yet Rovak had fought him like he was nothing more than a training target.

Varkas gritted his teeth as his pride twisted into anger and fear.

"This bastard... he is too powerful. I can’t fight him head-on anymore. Screw it. I’m a pirate."

He took out his communication device and roared into it. "All ships, attack that bastard! I don’t care what you do. Just kill him!"

The pirate fleet immediately reacted.

Dozens of black pirate ships moved into formation, and countless cannons aimed directly at Rovak.

Inside the ships, pirate officers shouted orders one after another.

"Lock onto the target!"

"Activate the main cannons!"

"Fire everything!"

In the next moment, the entire pirate fleet lit up.

Dark beams, red missiles, black energy shells, and sharp cosmic bolts shot toward Rovak from every direction.

The livestream viewers instantly went crazy.

[A whole fleet is attacking him!]

[Isn’t this too much?]

[Can one Star Realm really tank that?]

[Run, Rovak!]

But upon seeing the fleet attack, Rovak did not run.

Instead, his grin widened even more.

"A whole fleet?"

His dark-red aura surged around his body like boiling blood. "Come on, then! This is better than fighting that weak bastard pirate."

Just after he said that, multiple missiles and laser beams arrived.

BOOOOOOOOOOM!

A massive explosion swallowed Rovak’s body.

For a moment, the space around him filled with fire, smoke, and violent cosmic energy.

Inside the silver ship, Alira quickly adjusted the cameras to zoom in on the explosion.

She did not feel scared or worried at all.

Her only job was to livestream everything.

Besides, Garion had been so confident that it made her believe his training really had produced something ridiculous.

And just as she expected, when the smoke slowly disappeared, Rovak stepped out.

Still alive.

His body was burned in several places. Blood leaked from his arms, shoulders, and chest, but his grin had not disappeared.

Instead, he looked even more excited than before. "Haha! Good job, pirates! You actually made me bleed. As expected, this is what I wanted. A fight that pushes my limit!"

Then, for the first time in front of the livestream, Rovak raised both arms and gathered dark-red cosmic bloodlight around his fists, making his aura heavier and wilder.

Rovak bent his knees slightly in open space, then shot forward like a dark-red meteor.

BOOOOOOM!

He crashed directly into the first pirate ship, shaking the ship’s barrier violently.

And in the next moment, Rovak raised his fist.

[Blood War Fist]

BAAAAAANG!

He smashed through the outer barrier with brute force and pierced deep into the ship’s body.

A second later, the entire ship exploded from within.

BOOOOOOM!

The livestream comment section froze for a second before erupting loudly.

[He destroyed a ship with one punch?!]

[That’s not a person! That’s a war beast!]

[God Gym training is terrifying!]

Rovak did not stop.

He directly moved from ship to ship, each step in open space sending him forward like a cannonball.

Whenever the pirate fleet fired at him, Rovak simply charged through the attacks with his body, taking the damage and laughing louder each time.

Blood scattered from his wounds, floating around him like red stars.

But instead of weakening, his aura became even more savage.

As expected of a race born for war.

The Drakhor Race.

Varkas watched from a distance, his expression becoming paler with fear. "No... stop him! We can’t let him destroy our fleet!"

The pirates fired even harder because what their captain said was true.

This was war.

And losing meant death.

Meanwhile, Rovak only laughed upon seeing the panicking pirate fleet. "Hahaha... good. Really good. This is what I wanted."

His grin became even more vicious. "It seems now we can go to the second stage."

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Rovak floated in open space, surrounded by burning pirate ships, broken metal, and drifting blood.

The pirate fleet continued firing at him, but his grin only became wider.

Then he suddenly touched the earpiece in his ear. "Alira."

Inside the silver ship, Alira quickly answered, "What?"

Rovak looked toward the remaining pirate ships and laughed. "Record this part better."

Alira frowned. "What do you mean?"

Rovak’s dark-red aura surged higher. "Because now it’s time to show the result of God Gym’s hidden ultimate training."

Alira froze slightly.

She still did not know what Rovak meant by hidden ultimate training, but she did not waste time asking.

Her fingers quickly moved across the control panel.

In an instant, all the invisible cameras changed position.

Some circled Rovak from above.

Some moved below him.

Some focused on his face, his body, his aura, and the burning pirate fleet behind him.

The livestream angle became sharper and more dramatic.

Alira’s eyes narrowed. "All cameras focused. Go."

Rovak nodded.

Then he turned toward the hidden recording device and spoke loudly. "Dear viewers!"

Across the Astral Cosmic Civilization, countless viewers immediately focused even harder on the screen.

Rovak continued, "As you can see, my strength is already at the Star Realm."

The comment section exploded again.

[He admitted it!]

[Rovak really became Star Realm!]

[How did he do that so fast?!]

Rovak’s grin widened. "But as many of you know, just a few days ago, I was still only at the Peak Awakening Realm."

The entire livestream seemed to grow quieter for a moment.

Even the comment section slowed.

Rovak raised one fist and pointed at his own chest. "Let me tell you something. Reaching Star Realm is only one effect of completing God Gym’s hidden ultimate training."

The viewers instantly went crazy.

[Only one effect?!]

[What does that mean?!]

[There’s more?!]

Inside the Drakhor Race’s war hall, the massive elder slowly stood up from his seat.

His expression became completely serious.

At the same time, Elisa and Slifera stared at the screen without blinking.

Slifera muttered, "There’s no way..."

Rovak’s aura became heavier. "And now..."

He opened his mouth. "I will show you the main result."

The moment his first word left his mouth, countless Drakhor warriors watching from different places suddenly froze.

Their expressions changed at the same time.

Because what Rovak had started speaking was not ordinary cosmic language.

It was the ancient Drakhor tongue.

The language of blood, war, and Drakhar.

Inside the war hall, the elder’s eyes widened.

"That language..."