Chapter 1711: An unprecedented challenge

Yang Teng knew that such a situation would happen. He had already thought about it before he took the stage. After defeating this guy, others would definitely not let him go so easily.
I don't know how many people were there, looking forward to his appearance and defeating him.
Hearing these calls, Yang Teng did not rush down, but looked at these people with a smile.
"Swish! Swish! Swish!" A dozen people could fly to the ring and surround Yang Teng in the middle. He just wanted to go down, it was impossible.
The news that Yang Teng appeared in the middle ring quickly spread in all directions. After a while, everyone around the ring knew that Yang Teng was here.
This news continues to spread to a wider area, and I believe it will spread throughout the genius continent soon.
This scene in the ring made people sigh. For many years, I have never heard that so many people can't wait to challenge one person.
In past gatherings of geniuses, multiple geniuses challenged one person.
But it was not as crazy as today. It was an orderly challenge. Even if there were multiple monks challenging one person, the next monk would take the stage until the previous battle was over.
Today, I don't know how many geniuses want to rush up and fight Yang Teng.
It's just that these dozen or so geniuses took the lead.
Otherwise, this middle ring is in danger of being full.
Everyone understands each other's thoughts.
The best way to gain more fame is to challenge the famous genius.
This time the genius rally, the most famous genius so far, is undoubtedly Yang Teng.
No matter what method Yang Teng used to gain fame, he eventually rose to fame, even surpassing Fu Ziyue and others.
If he can defeat Yang Teng, he will obviously become famous in one fell swoop.
No one challenged the equally famous Fu Ziyue and others. The reason was simple. The way these people gained fame was different from Yang Teng.
The reason why Yang Teng has such a reputation is that he is a descendant of the great emperor, possesses a magical medicine, can be called a generation of master-level appraisers, and refines a magic weapon.
But these are not manifestations of combat effectiveness, but only auxiliary means.
Therefore, while the monks noticed Yang Teng's fame, they did not recognize Yang Teng's strength.
Defeating Fu Ziyue and the others is too difficult. Without absolute strength, to challenge others is equivalent to adding a record to them.
Treating Yang Teng is different, the semi-sage realm cultivation base, no matter how strong the strength, no matter how high the combat effectiveness, it is not only the semi-sage realm cultivation base in the end.
How could such a cultivation realm be stronger?
Therefore, everyone is willing to challenge Yang Teng.
So many monks are vying to fight Yang Teng.
In short, they all regard Yang Teng as a soft persimmon, looking at Yang Teng better to bully, Yang Teng is their best choice and the best way to become famous.
If you don't come up quickly, if someone else gets you first, there is no chance.
Few people seriously consider whether they can defeat Yang Teng, and they think more about whether they can get the opportunity to challenge Yang Teng.
Looking at the dozen or so monks, Yang Teng was amused for a while, dare to feel that these guys regarded him as a weak and vulnerable.
"Everyone praises me Yang Teng so much, it makes me very touched." Yang Teng looked at these people with a smile, "However, I definitely can't accept the challenge of all of you at the same time. No matter how strong I am, I dare not dare. Brag about facing a dozen peerless geniuses alone."
This is true. The dozen or so cultivators are not ordinary people, they are all peerless geniuses of the famous mover. Their combat effectiveness is so strong that they cannot be underestimated in any place.
"You can challenge me if you want to challenge me, but you have to arrange it. I can't play a dozen games in a row. After all, I have to keep my form before I can give it a go. If I challenge me when my physical exertion is severe, even I won’t show how strong you are, right.

After finishing speaking, Yang Teng sat cross-legged on the ground, "I just played a game, and the state is not the best. Please discuss it first, and I will take a break and adjust."
More than a dozen monks were dumbfounded, and they came up aggressively to challenge Yang Teng, only in exchange for such a result.
What to do, is it possible to jump down a few people, leaving one to face Yang Teng in the ring?
If the person who challenged Yang Teng was himself, then of course there was nothing to say and I could not ask for it.
But if it's someone else, definitely not!
Yang Teng is only a semi-sacred realm cultivation base, maybe it will be defeated by someone.
It doesn't matter if Yang Teng wins. They still have a chance. Once they lose, this great opportunity to become famous can be won by others.
"I will challenge you first! I am the first to come on stage!" a monk shouted.
"No! I'm in no particular order with you, so why let you challenge Yang Teng first!"
"Yes, we are all on the ring at the same time, so why give you this opportunity?"
A dozen people quarreled together, and no one would let others challenge Yang Teng first.
Yang Teng sat there with his eyes closed slightly, completely ignoring these people's quarrels.
"Everyone, there is no way for us to keep arguing like this. As far as I am concerned, we should make a rule that everyone can accept." A monk said loudly.
"What rules are acceptable to everyone! Yang Teng can’t accept the challenge of all of us, and we don’t have the face to go together, right. If you say it’s taking turns, Yang Teng also said that he doesn’t accept this approach. . We are also face-seeking people, let alone do that." Someone stood up and questioned.
"Because of this, I thought of a way." The monk who proposed to formulate the rules said: "Yang Teng is impossible to accept the challenge of a dozen of us. We all want to challenge Yang Teng. This is easier than us. After a fight, the person who wins the final victory will challenge Yang Teng, and the others who fail will automatically lose the qualification to challenge Yang Teng and roll off the ring!"
The solution proposed by this monk, others have thought about it carefully, it seems to be good, and there seems to be no better solution than this.
"That's it. Let's fight each other. If you lose, get out and challenge Yang Teng if you win!" A dozen people basically agreed with this approach.
If a solution is found, it will be easier.
After counting, a total of sixteen people came up.
A pair of matchups will eliminate eight people, and then continue, will definitely be able to separate the final victory, determine the strongest of the sixteen.
Although this method looks a little funny and cruel, it is the best way they can think of.
The decision made on the stage was passed to the bottom of the ring and immediately attracted a lot of discussion.
"Yang Teng is really different. If you want to challenge him, you have to prove your strength first. Without this qualification, people will ignore it."
"It's funny, isn't it just challenging Yang Teng? What's so great! It's a big deal, and you can't give Yang Teng such a way of making a name."
Obviously, this unprecedented challenge method will add a lot of fame to Yang Teng.
The cultivator next to him glanced at the person who was talking, "You speak lightly. If you are given a chance to challenge Yang Teng on stage, and there is still a chance to defeat him, will you go up?"
"I'm sure..." The monk said halfway, and didn't continue. If he really got such an opportunity, would he give up?
Obviously it is impossible to give up.
Soon, the sixteen people on the ring decided the opponent by drawing lots.
The middle ring is big enough to hold 16 people at the same time.
The sixteen people were divided into two groups and began a duel.
Yang Teng stood up from the ground and commented while watching the duel.
"Yes, your punch is very good, quite like mine, but the strength is a little bit weak, too much pursuit of angle, will inevitably sacrifice some strength, I hope you can correct this in the future."
The monk who was commented on by Yang Teng suddenly became angry.
In order to get the opportunity to challenge Yang Teng, he is desperately fighting against his opponent here, Yang Teng is not good, standing by and talking coldly!
"No! The angle of your knife is completely incorrect, the long knife is not as useful as you!" Yang Teng completely ignored the monk's feelings and turned to comment on another matchup.
After saying a word or two, Yang Teng immediately rushed to the next battlefield.
The monks in the audience were whispering, saying that Yang Teng was too self-conscious, and what qualifications did he have to instruct others.
The monk who climbed the middle ring is not a master who has practiced for hundreds of years.
They put a lot of effort into cultivation, and speaking of experience, these people can only be stronger than Yang Teng, not worse than Yang Teng.
In the audience, Yun Bufan laughed and said, "Yang Teng is really good, it all depends on him, eight duels are not as attractive as him."
Fu Bo sighed with emotion. This may be the charm of peerless geniuses. No matter where they go, no matter what they do, they will become the focus of everyone's attention. This is incomparable to anyone else.
"I won! I'm advancing to the next game!" There was a cheer from the side, and a monk defeated his opponent and qualified for the next challenge.
The failed monk jumped down the middle ring in despair.
He didn't challenge Yang Teng, but was defeated by such an unknown opponent, which was really useless.
Yang Teng smiled at the winning monk: "Congratulations."
"Tongxi, the same happiness." The monk looked at Yang Teng maliciously.
"Congratulations on your promotion to the next round, you are one step closer to losing under my hand." Yang Teng said next, almost vomiting blood from the cultivator.
"Yang Teng, you will slowly be mad, wait for me to advance to the final round and defeat the last opponent, I want you to look good!" said the monk bitterly.
Yang Teng shook his head straight, "Do you still want to advance to the end? I can only say that you don't want to dream anymore! If you can pass a round of duel, without you having to do it, I'll take the initiative to give in."
"Why did you conclude that I cannot continue to advance! Today I want to prove it to you!" The monk said with his head held high.
He has proud capital. After watching the other battles, he is very confident.
There are still seven battles going on, these seven battles will determine seven victors, plus he happens to be eight.
Then the eight players had another two-by-two duel, leaving four players.
The four confronted one more time, leaving two of them. Whoever can play against Yang Teng in the end will be the last two.
He thinks that his strength is definitely in the top four of these people, so he has enough confidence.
"I said you don't have a chance, then there must be no chance!" Yang Teng yelled and suddenly attacked the monk.