The great bow was dull and lacked luster, about one and a half meters long. Its body was brown, resembling rock, slightly rough, giving the impression of being extremely ancient.
Chu Feng studied it for a long time without any discoveries.
The yellow ox, unwilling to give up, urged Chu Feng to continue shooting arrows, but all the arrow feathers had been shot out, embedding into the small hill opposite.
To retrieve them for reuse, Chu Feng specifically ran up the hill, only to be shocked to find that the iron arrows were either broken or exploded, none intact.
After some thought, he realized naturally that with such force, even ten-thousand-jin rocks could be shattered; how could the iron arrows remain intact?
The yellow ox grunted and insisted again and again for Chu Feng to fetch more iron arrows, its eagerness akin to an itch it couldn't scratch, wanting to determine if they could obtain the supreme breathing technique.
Chu Feng also felt unwilling since learning about it, he too wanted the Great Thunder Sound Breathing Technique.
One person and one ox moved quickly, returning soon with arrows and two snow-white tyrant dragon tusks shaped like broadswords.
Shortly after, arcs of electricity danced here once more, thunder deafening. The yellow ox pressed its ears against the great bow to listen to its pulse, while Chu Feng also sensed, not even aiming when shooting.
They listened intently, pondering continuously, beginning to sense something!
"There's something to it, switch to dragon tooth arrows!" The yellow ox instructed Chu Feng to polish on-site and replace the iron arrowheads with dragon teeth.
"Is this necessary?" Chu Feng found it wasteful, as dragon teeth weren't plentiful.
The yellow ox nodded solemnly, writing some words to explain.
It believed that good arrows deserved a good bow; only when the two matched closely would resonance occur, allowing the power of the shot arrows to reach their maximum.
After replacing with dragon tooth arrowheads, indeed, there was a difference. With a crack, electric arcs flew out, accompanied by lightning flashes, the bone arrow shot out.
Chu Feng and the yellow ox focused on the bow's body, caring less about the power of the dragon tooth arrows, only wishing to hear that mysterious pulse.
"I heard it, very rhythmic!"
Chu Feng was overjoyed, just like when he secretly observed the yellow ox's breathing rhythm, now familiar with it, carefully memorizing.
The yellow ox similarly perked its ears, eyes sparkling.
Long after, they left the bow.
"Pity!" The yellow ox wrote these two words.
This breathing rhythm could capture its form but was hard to grasp its essence.
"Again!" The yellow ox urged.
Thus, Chu Feng made all the brought large dragon teeth into bone arrows, shooting them all out.
Finally, they fully understood its pulse. This resonating rhythm was complex yet regular, which they meticulously noted down.
The yellow ox sighed lightly, although they gained something, it still felt regretful.
"Indeed a pity." Chu Feng echoed.
This breathing technique needed secret transmission. Just like before, he could follow the yellow ox's breathing rhythm to learn its form, but ultimately relied on the yellow ox using a secret method for spiritual inheritance to get the fundamental essence.
Both man and ox fell silent, quietly reflecting.
Before long, thunder roared from their bodies, vibrating continuously, as if struck by a thunder hammer on bones and organs.
Chu Feng was startled; if not for mastering another breathing technique and significantly evolved physique, just this single impact would have made him cough blood.
The Great Thunder Sound Breathing Technique was indeed overwhelmingly powerful!
"Huh!"
When finally exhaling, it felt as if lightning washed through flesh and blood, combing through, leaving a tingling pain, then an extraordinary comfort throughout the body.
Chu Feng felt this breathing technique was extraordinary.
It was truly remarkable, having immediate effects!
No wonder it was said to be overpowering, rapidly promoting physical evolution, indeed true.
This was merely achieving its form, lasting only briefly. If possessing the complete Great Thunder Sound Breathing Technique, what effect would that bring?
Chu Feng's eyes burned hot, finding this breathing technique incredibly strong, eager to acquire it.
Standing there, the yellow ox, after internal thunder sounds ceased, also wore a look of astonishment, simultaneously immensely regretful, unable to obtain the ultimate essence of the supreme breathing technique.
"Yellow Ox, is there a way to obtain the complete Great Thunder Sound Breathing Technique?" Chu Feng looked at it eagerly.
Hearing this, the yellow ox appeared helpless, shaking its head, writing: Impossible forever.
Upon hearing this, Chu Feng hurriedly asked why.
"Its origin is too grand!" The yellow ox explained.
The Great Thunder Sound Breathing Technique was an ultimate technique, generally impossible to obtain. It merely harbored a渚ュ垢thought upon seeing this great bow.
Indeed, such supreme breathing techniques wouldn't casually fall into outsiders' hands.
The yellow ox quickly adjusted its emotions, straightened up, patted Chu Feng's shoulder, telling him not to think more, heading back directly.
"The small hill seems shorter? !" Chu Feng stared blankly, after exhausting all polished dragon tooth arrows, he saw the distant bald, much lower hill.
Although shooting arrows, his spirit concentrated on the Great Thunder Sound Bow, listening to its pulse with the yellow ox, neglecting everything else.
Chu Feng rushed over, finding the dragon tooth arrows indeed sturdy, reusable.
Back home, he polished other dragon teeth, making arrows, mostly just polishing dragon tooth arrowheads, using other materials for shafts.
Lastly, he painstakingly crafted twelve full bone arrows, entirely made of dragon teeth, extremely time-consuming and difficult to polish.
Even with Chu Feng's current physique, it took several hours, damaging many electric grinding wheels due to extreme hardness.
After finishing, looking at the yellow ox, who had long forgotten about the Great Thunder Sound Breathing Technique, currently excited, joyfully playing with the communicator.
"Yellow Ox, you didn't do anything naughty again, did you?" He casually asked.
Hearing this, the yellow ox instantly became alert, hiding the communicator like a thief, wary of Chu Feng.
Seeing this, Chu Feng immediately understood, this guy really did something naughty!
"Let me see!" He ran over.
"Moo!" The yellow ox growled, issuing a warning.
...
In the county town, Zhou Quan, after dinner, felt comfortable all over because the tyrant dragon meat was so delicious, lingering in taste, containing some kind of essence.
His family praised it too, saying the meat was exceptionally tender and tasty, never enough.
Zhou Quan hummed a tune, returned to his room, relaxed, picked up the communicator, connected online, browsing various reports roughly.
He felt happy, very relaxed.
"This picture, judging by the side view, has my style, who is this? Actually on the news, and looks so much like me." Zhou Quan saw a news image, showing surprise, then sneered, "Editor has no taste, using this person as illustration, should have chosen me!"
He shook his head, looking disdainful.
"Wait a moment!"
He exclaimed in shock, clicking in, looking closely, somewhat stunned.
"Damn, this... isn't me?!"
Even the attire matched, plus a frontal image with an exaggerated pompadour.
Zhou Quan gaped, utterly dumbfounded, how did he end up on the news?
Feeling ominous, without reading the main text, he flipped to the title.
Looking closely, he almost spat out blood.
"Expression Emperor, re-emerging!" Just this line shocked Zhou Quan upright, sensing something amiss.
"Niu Wang!" Moments later, a loud shout echoed from Zhou Quan's room, startling upstairs and downstairs neighbors, dogs barking wildly, responding to his provocation.
Zhou Quan trembled reading the report, sure enough, another prank by the yellow ox.
On the embarrassing photo website, besides previous embarrassing images, several new ones appeared, continuing the previous set, drawing public attention.
Moreover, administrators not only pinned it but added highlights, becoming the hottest graphic content, those terrifying views made Zhou Quan dizzy.
He couldn't count how many digits that number had.
These pictures were taken today by the yellow ox, angles tricky, embarrassingly revealing, similar in style to the previous set, forming a perfect complement.
"With these photos, this series is complete, a collection, paying homage to Lord Yellow Ox!"
"This pompadour, curled hair, haha... Expression Emperor."
"I've collected all, thanks to Lord Yellow Ox!"
...
A crowd clamored below, worshiping the account posting 鈥� Lord Yellow Ox.
"Ahhh..." Zhou Quan screamed, feeling an urge to rush to Qingyang Town, catch the yellow ox, biting it relentlessly, infuriated.
This series already went viral previously, now with new additions, some media reported it directly.
"Yellow Ox, I'll kill you!"
Searching thoroughly, Zhou Quan found numerous media coverages, fame inevitable now.
Directly calling the yellow ox's communicator, it decisively hung up, refusing to answer.
This enraged Zhou Quan to near explosion, nearly bursting blood vessels, sending texts cursing fiercely.
"Yellow Ox, damn you, how can I face people now?!" He questioned.
Finally, the yellow ox responded, sending a line: Don't worry about future friends.
Zhou Quan stared, shocked this shameless Niu Wang knew poetry? Learning fast, but even more infuriating!
"Friends your grandma!" Extremely angry.
The yellow ox ignored him, until finally replying when seeing constant harassment: Who in this world does not know you?
Zhou Quan first froze, then nearly furious beyond control.
Indeed, known worldwide, but was this good? Truly raging, fire spurting unconsciously from mouth and nose.
This startled him, rushing out of the house, running outside the county town, roaring loudly, flames spraying, burning a forest to ashes.
"Ahhh..."
...
Qingyang Town, Chu Feng learned what happened, speechless, this ox really caused trouble!
The yellow ox remained calm, leisurely browsing reports, appearing serene.
Knock knock knock!
Knocking came from outside the yard.
"Chu Feng, open up, promised to deliver grain today, why haven't you?" A voice called from outside the gate.
"Who's there?" Chu Feng puzzled, momentarily forgetting.
"Grilled lamb skewers!" An unsatisfied skewer vendor's voice came, knocking harder.
Hearing this, the formerly serene yellow ox lost composure, angrily jumping up, nostrils puffing smoke, charging out.
Chu Feng quickly held it back, whispering reassurances, "Calm down, steady, composed!"
Composed nonsense! The yellow ox panicked, knowing who came, charging out desperately.
Chu Feng struggled greatly, almost talking himself dry, finally calming it.
The yellow ox sat angrily, ignoring him.
Chu Feng cut dozens of catties of beast meat, handing it to the skewer vendor, explaining lack of grain, offering meat instead.
The vendor suspiciously examined the meat, "Your meat alright? Won't cause diarrhea?"
Inside, the yellow ox got anxious again, nearly rushing out.
"Go away!" Chu Feng pushed the vendor out, slamming the door shut.
Returning inside, Chu Feng had to console again.
"Don't cause trouble, tomorrow morning we must enter Taihang Mountains to compete for the mysterious fruit, now... calm!"
Outside the yard.
"Hey, Chu Feng, are you sure this meat's fine, won't cause diarrhea?" The vendor worriedly shouted again.
"Moo..." The yellow ox roared angrily, charging into the yard.
"What sound?" The vendor asked, patting the door before leaving, "If it causes diarrhea, I'm not letting you off!"
"Leave!" Chu Feng firmly held the yellow ox, shouting outside.