Godfrey halted at the door of his classroom, eyes locked on Isolde who was chatting with Lucy. Now that he had grown much stronger, he couldn't understand how a girl bench-pressing a ton with relative ease could still look elegant.
It amazed him because, in this one-month break, the great amount of mana in his body had amplified the effects of his training, adding extra flesh to his biceps, triceps, and chest.
He now had the kind of build Numbers like Jon, Yuan, and Percival were known for, rivalling quite a lot of seniors. A perfect build, some might call it, because this was achieved through compression.
Some students like Dale used their mana to increase their muscle mass while training, allowing them to look buff and bigger than the rest.
While caught up in his thoughts, Lucy saw him, her eyes widening as she tapped Isolde, who turned and followed her gaze.
"Are you going to keep standing there?" Edwin's voice made Godfrey move to his seat as others scrambled to theirs.
