Legendary Soul Art
[Daily Updates at 15:00 GMT+2] Becoming a Soul Artist was every kid's dream and goal in life. They would train hard since young and then join the Soul Academy to make their parents proud. When a mysterious teen walked up the stage to get tested during the yearly Selection, everyone assumed he had the same dream. They were wrong. He had much bigger goals and he bet with his life to achieve them. His name was Number One. —————— Check out my other novels too! Author's Insta -> instagram.com/piokilek Discord -> https://discord.gg/mFmYwyT
Grinding Mode
The door to the 50th training room closed with a single push of a button and Number One finally relaxed. Even if Miss Black wanted to finish what she started, she would have to break inside and the Headmaster wouldn't let that happen.
Number One didn't really blame them for not stopping Miss Black as even he didn't think that she would try to kill him. He realized that fact only after he heard Nami's explanations and it was too late for him to escape.
"Ugh…" Number One grunted as he sat down near the entrance where his body wasn't affected by the room's pressure and let his Soul breathe. Soul Energy began to instantly fill his Soul and each second seemed to regenerate roughly two thousand units.