The crowd was silenced by Noah's statement but was then revived by Manuel's words.
"The best house in the academy belongs to the strongest student. If you want it, you have to defeat me."
The crowd exploded in cheers, Manuel's demeanor seemed to be more appreciated than Noah's one.
One was prideful and confident while the other was cold and indifferent, there was no doubt about who would attract the favor of the students.
Noah shook his head and wielded his sabers.
"Let's just start, I have things to do."
A wave of coldness enveloped the stage as Noah focused on his opponent.
Manuel's expression changed instantly, his smiling face transformed into a stern one.
Noah's stare seemed to pierce him physically and the pressure it caused was suffocating.
'His battle intent sure is worthy of praise.'
Manuel thought, mistaking the pressure of Noah's sea of consciousness for his battle might.