Soon, Yasuo went back to his room directly because... it was really cold outside.

At first I felt refreshed, but now I feel a cool breeze smell.

If you have this time to wander outside, it is better to go back and lie on the warm and comfortable sofa and be a waste of home.

The sound of the system that had just entered the long-lost home appeared directly.

"Hello, the training mold has been loaded. Could you please ask if it is extracted?"

Yasuoton stopped and looked up suspiciously, but soon put his head down because he recalled that the system was not in the sky.

Um...

I'm afraid the system has been too silent for the past half day, so Yasuo thought his system had already entered the sky...

"What is the training mold?" Yasuo asked.

At this time, the system was not as silent as half a day ago, and he spoke directly in front of Yasuo's answer.

"Host, training mold is a prop used to strengthen the host's wind-control sword technique."

"The host can enhance the level of Fenghuang sword skills by using props to facilitate the training during the Wind Journey."

"Because the Wind Tour is difficult, it is suitable for the host to enter when he has the foundation of Wind Sword Technique."

Yasuo nodded slightly at first, saying, "System, you are right, it should be like this." The expression on his face was also very natural, but soon his expression began to become stiff.

Because he remembered that when he entered the Wind Journey during the day, the system never mentioned the simulation props.

Shouldn’t something like this be taken out directly by Yasuo during the journey to the wind?

Thinking of the terrifying Zitari alien mechanical fish during the Wind Journey, when he was at a loss when facing the two weakest aliens and relied on the elements of luck to make a fuss, an unknown fire suddenly appeared in Yasuo's heart.

With a clang, if Yasuo had now practiced to the point of unity of human and sword, this gaze would probably have made such a sword sound.

His face was already ashen, and his tone was a little depressed when he spoke, as if there were thousands of words stuck in his throat, and he felt like he was not happy.

"System, shouldn't this kind of thing be taken out earlier?"

Even though he was furious, Yasuo still pulled the corners of his mouth up as he spoke, and standard sneered!

This is just the calm before the storm...

The system's voice is still so fast and slow, giving people a feeling that it is not worth the effort.

"Host, it takes a certain amount of time to load the training mold, and when this system introduces the wind rush journey to the host, the host chooses to enter the wind rush journey."

The meaning of the system is to change to a more humane statement, which is that there is something, and you didn't ask me to ask for it. I want to give it to you, but you insist on going in, I can't stop it...

hehe!

Yasuo felt depressed and didn't know how to deal with this system of killing Thousand Swords. After all, the other party was an invisible and intangible thing, so there was no need to be angry with him because of it.

Yasuo spread his hands into palms, standing opposite each other and began to float up and down as his chest and abdomen began to take a few deep breaths and said a few words to not get angry, a gentle smile appeared on Yasuo's face again.

But his eyes completely betrayed his emotions.

"System, please extract the training mold for me as soon as possible."

What is more important now is to take out the simulation props instead of arguing with the system. It would be meaningless to win by talking to a system.

With a ding dong, it seemed as if someone rang the doorbell, but Yasuo knew that this was not the doorbell of his house.

At the same time as the sound appeared, a dimensional crack suddenly appeared in front of Yasuo, and something popped out from the crack with a bang.

After the thing appeared, it fell directly on the ground, and began to shake left and right, but every time it shook, it only had a certain range, neither too much nor too much, which was accurate and terrible.

The whole body is an oval long strip, slightly smaller on the top and wider on the bottom, and the ground is round. It is precisely because of this circular design that it can shake left and right without falling.

This thing looks like a tumbler, it is a toy tumbler made from eggs and sand when I was a child, but this is in the shape of a long strip.

"Is this the training mold?" Yasuo's eyes narrowed and stood there for a few seconds.

My mind is full of who am I? I am there? Who is going to kill me? Who am I going to kill? What is this? I haven’t woken up?

"Yes, this is the special training mold used to improve the Fengyu Sword Technique!" The system answered very seriously, and even from this voice, Yasuo could hear a hint of seeking credit.

This tone immediately aroused the nameless fire in Yasuo's heart, and suddenly burned all the complicated thoughts in his mind.

With the sound of drawing the sword again, Yasuna's sharp eyes seemed to be able to penetrate the void, and a resentful aura emanated from his body.

"Do you tell me what's special about this thing? It takes you so long to load it?"

"When I haven't read a book, do I have a short experience? Do a tumbler need to do this?"

"How can this thing improve swordsmanship? Do you think I'm boxing?"

"And with this material, I'm afraid I can only use a wooden sword to cut it..."

Yasuo said the fuss in one breath, as smooth as a crosstalk actor. They said that they would stutter when they were angry, but Yasuo seemed to be more fluent.

However, the system did not feel Yasuo's anger and still said in a normal tone: "The host can try using this training mold, and there is no need to worry about damage. The next practice will be conscious of the host."

After saying this, the system crashed and couldn't even call it in the afternoon.

After shouting three times, Yasuo also gave up on the system.

He was tumbled around the training mold, and he was standing with one hand on his chest, supporting the other hand, dragging his chin with his thumb and index finger, looking thoughtful.

Can this thing improve the Fenghuang sword technique?

Could it be that if you really use a few swords to slash a few times, you can improve your sword skills?

This is too ridiculous! It’s not the protagonist in the novel, so there is no such good thing. If there is really such a good thing, I won’t even smash a girl to warm the bed.

Yasuo subconsciously felt that this thing was definitely strange, maybe... he needed to recognize his master?

Yasuo stretched out his fingers, looked at the sword around his waist, thinking of using the sword to cut a small hole in his fingers and dripping blood.

But looking at the tip of his sword, Yasuo decisively shook his head like a rattle.
Chapter completed!