Wang Bo truly was a good teacher.
Fuxi and the chaos body fought at the same level, the First Heaven of the Great Saint realm, exchanging thousands of blows without a victor.
The news seemed to sprout wings, spreading wildly along the Starry Sky Ancient Road and carrying the names of Wang Bo, the chaos body, and Fuxi of the Human Race ever farther.
Some said Fuxi of the Human Race possessed dazzling talent. To fight a chaos body to a draw in the Great Saint realm meant he had the potential to prove his Dao and become an emperor.
Others said the chaos body was nothing special. The supposedly greatest constitution of all time merely enjoyed an undeserved reputation. To be matched by the strongest prodigy of some random era truly disgraced its renown as the mightiest constitution above and below the heavens.
But whatever the outside world said, Fuxi, as one of the combatants, understood perfectly well that he was indeed inferior to Wang Bo at this stage. If his opponent gave everything he had, Fuxi would have no chance whatsoever of winning.
He had intended to resume their previous battle, only to discover that Wang Bo cared nothing for such empty fame. The chaos body, who was cultivating anew, candidly explained his circumstances and left their next battle to the death until after they had both proved their Dao.
Afterward, from the lofty vantage of a veteran Quasi-Emperor, Wang Bo explained and analyzed the various problems in Fuxi's cultivation. This was partly because he understood Yuangeng's purpose in having him emerge in this era, and partly because he truly thought highly of Fuxi. The young man's talent was beyond question.
From then on, the beings of the universe often saw Wang Bo and Fuxi walking together beneath