This Punching Bag, Please Stay Away from the Edge of the Field

The sudden greeting startled You Hao. He turned around on full alert and found a young man standing behind him.

"Who are you?" You Hao sized Luo Jun up. "An examinee? Doesn't the test only start during the day?"

"You don't know me?" Luo Jun was somewhat surprised as well. Given his current fame, there shouldn't have been many cultivators who didn't recognize him.

Luo Jun's confident attitude made You Hao doubt himself. Could this kid really be some formidable figure?

It was not entirely You Hao's fault for being poorly informed. In Northern Prison, where one never saw daylight, there was no opportunity to watch livestreams. Once prisoners were locked up, they were practically cut off from the outside world. The latest news could usually only be gleaned from the guards' casual conversations, while details about events outside could only be learned when new cellmates arrived.

Therefore, although he knew the Heavenly Origin Tournament had just ended, he knew very little about the details or the champion's identity...

At this moment, even if someone beat him to death, he would never connect the young man before him with the champion of the Heavenly Origin Tournament, a top-tier expert.

Even so, acting on the principle of caution, You Hao still took a wary step back. "Who are you, esteemed one? Why have you come looking for me?"

"I told you, don't leave your designated area." Luo Jun pointed to the fence not far behind You Hao. "That thing is electrified." Then he pointed to the collar around You Hao's neck. "That thing will explode." Finally, he pointed at himself. "And I hit people!"

"Heh heh..." You Hao gave a cold snort. "Young man, I don't know where you came from, but aren't you being a little too arrogant?" As he