Chapter 1677 by Marina Vittori

Frost raised an eyebrow and answered, “Lost? Ever since I started practicing swordsmanship, I have never lost.”

“You’re lucky. However, it’s a shame at the same time.” Seth shook his head.

“The world consists of many things and a balance of opposites. There will be ups and downs in life. That’s an unchanging rule.

“If you never experienced failure, how could you comprehend the meaning behind the way of the sword?”

“Did you lose before?” Frost questioned.

“Of course not,” Seth denied.

Frost was rendered speechless. It seemed that Seth was just uttering nonsense.

Seth had a mixed expression. ”

Although I’ve never lost a battle, I’m an utter loser as a person.

“In my early days, I only focused on sword training. Thus, I neglected many people and let many people down. In the end, I became a lonely man.

“Later, I hid my identity and lived a peaceful life in the fields. After I met someone I loved, I realized how beautiful life can be. Swordsmanship is way too boring.”

“Seth, I’m so disappointed in you! You should be passionate about your sword as a swordsman. However, you said that it’s boring! You’re not worthy of the title Sword Whisperer!” Frost replied angrily.

“Frost, try and let it go. Put down your sword and let go of your obsession. Find someone you like and have children. This life is way more meaningful than the path of the sword, “Seth advised.

“This is your life. It has nothing to do with me. I want to beat everyone and become the number one swordsman!” Frost retorted.

“So what if you’re number one? It’s nothing but just a title.” Seth shook his head.

“We’re swordsmen. The sword doesn’t control us. We can love the sword but can’t lose ourselves over it.

“Think about it. Do you still have family or friends that you’re close to? Do you have someone you can confide in?”

“Why are you uttering so much nonsense? Let’s just fight!” Frost grew impatient..

Frost was there to battle with Seth, not to ask for advice! Frost wondered why Seth was nagging him so much.

“Since you want to fight, I don’t mind. Bring it on.” Seth didn’t say anything more. Seth saw his younger self in Frost. That was why the former wanted to give him some advice.

“You two should just watch us fight from the side. Don’t come over. This is a battle between me and Seth!” Frost warned, turning around to look at Cesar and Elder Shade.

“Mr. Bane, you should consider the situation right now. Don’t act recklessly!” Cesar muttered. If the three of them cooperated, they could take Seth down.

However, Frost wanted to fight Seth alone. At that, Cesar wondered if he had gone mad.

“What? Do you think I’ll lose?” Frost narrowed his eyes.

“I just think there’s no need to take such a risk. We can definitely win if all of us work together. It’s unwise for you to be so reckless.” Cesar’s expression was solemn.

“I’ll be the new Sword Whisperer if I defeat Seth. Then, I’ll go to Sacred Wrym Summit and challenge the Ancient Sage.

“After that, I can become the number one swordsman on earth!” Frost was filled with ambition.

“Mr. Bane-”

Cesar was about to say something, but Frost interrupted him. “That’s enough! I’ve already made up my mind. If you guys dare to disturb our battle, I won’t go easy on you guys!”

When Cesar heard that, his expression turned grim.

Initially, Cesar thought it was a no- brainer they could win. He didn’t expect a situation like this to happen. Once Frost was defeated, there was a high chance they would lose. It would be troublesome if that happened.

“Mr. Fent, don’t worry. Mr. Bane’s skills are not inferior to those of the Sword Whisperer. Remember the battle that made Mr. Bane famous eight years ago? It had shaken the world.

“Not even the Sword Whisperer had such a famed moment before!”

As the Guildmaster of Frostbane Citadel, Frost had the reputation of being able to defend the city alone. No foreign enemy had dared to invade during his reign.

Eight years ago, a hundred thousand barbarian soldiers tried to attack the city on the northern border. They intended to burn, kill, and plunder Frostbane Citadel’s citizens.

Back then, Frost stood alone at the city gate. He had faced the onslaught of a hundred thousand soldiers with just his sword.