Early the next morning, Mo Sheng was woken up by the loud sound of battle, lifted the quilt, rubbed his messy hair, washed and walked to the stadium to find Sui Lingling.

Xiao Tian in the ring was fighting the holy tiger of the White Tiger clan, and Mo Sheng smiled: "Why did these two touch each other again."

Sui Lingling pinched Mo Sheng, "Are you still in a good mood, didn't you see that Xiao Tian was suppressed by the Holy Tiger."

Xiao Tian's fingers continued to seal, one by one water arrows appeared in the air, constantly flying towards the holy tiger, the holy tiger's eyes showed a disdainful gaze, and the water arrows fell on the holy tiger's body, splashing one by one.

The Holy Tiger laughed: "Are these water arrows of yours that have no lethal power tickle me?"

Xiao Tian smiled, "knot", the water that fell on the ground froze instantly, and even the water that had not yet fallen on the ground froze instantly, "Ice Hell".

On the ground, the ice in the air extended infinitely and linked together, and then spread, and the entire ring became a world of ice, and ice spikes appeared on each ice, and then looked at the Holy Tiger, although the ice thorns did not pierce into it, but the cold cold made the Holy Tiger's reaction a little sluggish.

The Holy Tiger suffered such a loss once, and said angrily: "Do you think these can defeat me?"

White light erupted from the white tiger's body, and the ice around his body shattered, Xiao Tian said, "These ices were not meant to attack."

Xiao Tian's hair gradually turned white, Mo Sheng looked at Xiao Tian's changes and said: "This is interesting, this kid can borrow the power of the law without summoning the law phase, it seems that this kid has a good talent."

Although Sui Lingling wondered why Mo Sheng knew these things, she saw that Mo Sheng was serious, so she had to hold back her doubts and ask again when she went back.

At the moment when Xiao Tian's hair turned white, everyone present seemed to see the demeanor of the ancient gods working together, and all the ice hells around them were shattered, flying towards Xiao Tian's hands, and fused into a halberd.

The Holy Tiger looked at Xiao Tian's appearance, gritted his teeth, and roared angrily: "Xiao Tian, don't think that I will admit defeat in this way, White Tiger Holy Statue."

Seeing this situation, the white tiger sitting in the audience wanted to get up and stop the holy tiger, but feeling a note of gaze, the white tiger looked in the direction of his gaze, and saw that it was Mo Sheng looking at him, so Mo Sheng's voice came from his ears, "White Tiger, you'd better not move, it's his own choice, I don't allow anyone to disturb this battle, understand."

Bai Hu's face kept changing, so Ou Yangming and the others around him were curious, but they were embarrassed to ask.

The Holy Tiger had already summoned the White Tiger Statue, but a surprising scene appeared, the moment the White Tiger Statue saw Xiao Tian, he actually took a step back, Mo Sheng looked at the White Tiger Statue curiously, and his divine sense probed the past, "This White Tiger Statue actually has a trace of wisdom."

Ou Yangming and the others also saw this scene, Xiao Tian looked at the Holy Tiger, showed a faint smile, and the halberd in his hand pointed at the Holy Tiger, "You are scared."

The Holy Tiger's face was ugly, and his White Tiger Saint Statue was actually afraid of Xiao Tian at this time, and said with an unwilling face: "I admit defeat."

Mo Sheng suddenly appeared in front of the Holy Tiger at this time, and the White Tiger's face changed, "What do you want to do with the Blood Sword."

The Holy Tiger was already paralyzed on the ground with fright at this time, and Mo Sheng looked at the White Tiger Sacred Statue in the sky, "White Tiger, what happened in ancient times, why is there an unknown plane."

The white tiger came with an intermittent voice, "Ancient, unknown, all races, destruction".

After saying these words, the White Tiger Statue returned to the body of the Holy Tiger, Mo Sheng heard the words that the White Tiger said, his face kept changing, and the White Tiger appeared in front of the Holy Tiger, looking at Mo Sheng, "Blood Sword, what do you know, why do you ask about ancient things."

Mo Sheng looked at the white tiger, "In ancient times, there was an unprecedented war, but I never knew what the reason for the war was, in that war, half of the ten thousand races were gone, and the rest was the current race, but among the current races, everything about that war has disappeared, I think even you four holy beasts don't have this history."

The words that Mo Sheng said could only be heard by people in the Mahayana realm, and even the people in the tribulation realm just wondered why the expressions of those big guys were so strange.

The university exchange match was not suspended because of Mo Sheng and the others, and when the referee announced Xiao Tian as the winner, Mo Sheng, Ou Yangming and the others had already come to the conference room.

"Mo Sheng, you've been tracking down these things."

Seeing Mo Sheng nodding, Ou Yangming couldn't help but ask, "What exactly did you see on the plane stele, and why can you read the words on the plane stele?"

Mo Sheng was silent for a while, "I can't say anything about the content on the plane stele, and even if I do, you won't be able to hear anything I say."

Mo Sheng pointed to it, "He didn't let you hear it."

The current Qinglong of the Qinglong clan slammed on the table, "I can't hear anything, you obviously don't want to say it with the blood sword."

Mo Sheng said something, but everyone present only heard Mo Sheng talking, but couldn't hear Mo Sheng's voice.

Everyone's faces were ugly, and Kou Dong said, "Stinky boy, what realm are you in now."

Ou Yangming looked at Kou Dong and said, "Now you ask what this thing is for."

Mo Sheng glanced at Kou Dong with strange eyes, "Grandpa Kou, I didn't expect you to ask this question, what did you think?"

Kou Dong recalls seeing a special group of people in an ancient book who are known as witnesses to history and also known as historians.

After Kou Dong finished speaking, he looked at Mo Sheng, "You are a historian."

Mo Sheng shook his head and denied, "I am not a historian, historians need to look at history with a cold heart, because historians have the ability to swim in the long river of time, but now there are no historians, as for why I can understand the words on the plane stele, it is because of my special divine sense, in fact, in other words, the plane stele allows me to understand the words on it, not that I can understand the words on it."

Everyone present was stunned by Mo Sheng, and Bai Luwei said: "Mo Sheng, that is to say, the plane stele lets you know the text of the plane stele, right?"

Mo Sheng nodded, and Mo Sheng stood up, "I've said everything I can say, as for whether you can understand it, it's not my business, I'll go first."

Everyone looked at Mo Sheng's back, and had an urge to kill him, what did you say, you didn't say anything at all.

Mo Sheng walked to the playground, and the top fifty of the remaining 100 people had already come out, and the rest was to compete for their respective rankings.

Mo Sheng felt bored, in his eyes, these students were like a bunch of little kids in everyone, nothing to see, if Sui Lingling was by Mo Sheng's side, he would definitely give Mo Sheng a roll of his eyes, and then say that you have a taste for it.