Novel & Cerita Solo Leveling Workout

I asked worriedly. "No, I just want to be able to impress her." "You've gotta be kidding me. All of this intense workout for one woman." "She's not just any woman, Ben; she's going to be my wife one day." "How much longer are you gonna be?" I sighed. "After this plank, I'm done." "How long is the plank gonna be for?" "Ten minutes." "Wow..... So what have you done?" "Five hundred squats with the sandbag did one hundred bicep curls and one hundred triceps extensions, eight hundred sit-ups, one thousand push-ups, and now a ten-minute plank."

Not that he needs to right now, but those are the orders. There are lines of treadmills and cross-trainers and bikes in rows in front of the windows, then free weights and benches against the back wall, and a couple of squat racks to the side. I head straight for the weights and start racking what I need. I feel Levi scrutinising what I’m grabbing. “You sure you can handle that?” he asks, eyebrows raised. I bristle internally but nod. He chuckles and starts getting his own weights. I put my earbud back in and start my arm and back session, bashing out the weights and getting lost in my own world. I sense Levi and Seth doing their workout beside me, but other than a few words here and there,

“Every motion up in space should be deliberate. I’m going to teach you a short routine this morning that will help you train your body and mind to slow down. If you get up into space tomorrow and you have trouble slowing down—maybe your adrenaline is going—practice this routine as soon as you unbuckle, and it will help ground you.” Andrew bent his knees slowly, his legs wide apart. He lifted one up, dragged it in a circle, and stepped forward, bringing his heel down first. He then did the same movements with his other foot. It was all so painstakingly slow, Bev wondered if she’d be able to handle it. He then added slow arm movements, as if fighting an invisible foe, as he gracefully made his

cleansing. He reset the machine for standing chest press and glanced at the others through his hair as he forced the huge stack of plates to rise again. Their scowls had become nervous glances, but he continued to ignore them as she pushed through set after set, growling through each. He went through a series of standing shoulder presses, reverse tricep extensions, upright rows, and single-arm lateral raises, adjusting the weight stack for each but keeping the weight at the upper limits of his capabilities. He was deep into his kneeling ab crunches when he saw feet approaching. Leather shoes and two pairs of sneakered feet following.

Just a mental resolve and his ever punctual biological clock. By 5:05, he was in the gym. Stretching then off to the weights. After that is a treadmill run then a series of push-ups. Every rep counted was , every drop of sweat calculated. He did hid workout without a single bit of distraction, no phone, no calls, no nothing. Just him alone in his underground basement gym.

Asahi whispered and hurried into the toilet. The moment Asahi was out of sight, Ben also went into his room. Standing in front of the mirror, he checked himself out. He really did look pretty like a girl. Lydia had become his workout trainer and she had him doing routines focused on widening his shoulders and making his torso slim. In addition to bicycle riding twice a day, he also squats and does sit- ups twice a day too. During the morning exercise and just before going to bed at night. His stomach was becoming harder and even though he was building his arms' muscles, Lydia was not letting him over do it. That way, they are hard but at the same time lean. Like a girl's arm.

NOAH POV My life revolved around one routine. It wasn’t the nine-to-five most people did. It was more about sweat, determination, and patience. I dropped the dumbbell to the floor with a dull thud, my fingers loosening as the weight slipped from my grip. My chest rose and fell heavily as I added another kg and lifted it up and down, my knees squatting as I bent lower. Sweat dripped from my forehead to my lashes, blurring my vision slightly. I could feel the strain burning through my muscles, but dropping the weights meant I had to do more sets.

CHAPTER 54: Put her in her place Edward's muscles strained with each repetition, sweat glistening on his dark brows as he powered through his morning workout in his home gym. His skin glistened with a sheen of sweat, as his muscles rippled with each move he made. The sound of a high intensity workout beat reverberated in the gym, blasting from the speakers in the room. The rhythmic clanking of weights and his measured breaths were swallowed by the loud music that kept him pumped, filling the room, a sanctuary where he could momentarily escape the complexities of his life.​

Outside, the city was only beginning to stir, but his mind was already wide awake, sharp and calculated, as if every breath he took was measured. The gym smelled faintly of metal and determination. The rhythmic sound of weights clinking against each other echoed as Avyaan gripped the barbell with precision. His muscles flexed under the strain of each repetition, veins standing out against his tanned skin. Sweat ran down his temples, but his expression stayed focused, unwavering. Each movement was a test of endurance, a reflection of his self-control and the fire that burned quietly inside him. The push-ups, the weighted squats, the final lift — every action was deliberate, carved out of shee

I said, rubbing my damp palm on my biker shorts. "We decided to do our own little bit of celebrating here at the gym. Do you want me to help put you through your workout routine? If you want to build the muscle in your thighs and glutes, the best exercises are lunges, donkey kicks, and squats, and that is something you already know." Justin said, moving to stand close to like every other workout day, and I feel a shiver running down my spine. My heart was beating wildly in my chest, my cheeks heated up from his close proximity. Fuck.