Given this person's speed, if he says Fang Zheng couldn't catch up, then it probably was indeed possible.
What made Ren Woxing apprehensive was...
This Feng Buping talked a big game, boasting that he ranked third in the world.
Such a brash individual, yet he only dared to claim the third place, not even the second.
It was clear he believed the gap between himself and the first two was immense.
Dongfang Bubai... Sword God of Xiaoxiang?
Ren Woxing clenched the red cloth in his hand tightly, crushing it to pieces before tossing it away.
He had realized that the situation was not simple.
This Martial World felt somewhat unfamiliar to him.
"Sect Hierarch, who was that just now?"
"Feng Buping."
Ren Woxing smiled at his daughter, then responded to Xiang Wentian, "Xiang brother, I have a few questions to ask you."
"Feel free to ask, Sect Hierarch."
"Come."
Together, they re-entered Shenyuan Temple.