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After a fierce battle, the arena was left in a chaotic mess, with debris and dust flying everywhere, as if it had just experienced a storm. The crowd was in awe and concern over the recent battle, while also feeling fearful of the threat posed by the Sandstorm Organization.
Zi Yan rushed to the arena, looking concernedly at Di Fei and Zhang Tianfeng lying on the ground. Her brow furrowed, clearly feeling extremely uneasy about the recent situation.
Among the crowd, Chen Fan also stepped forward, his gaze scanning the situation on the platform with concern. He quickly walked to the side of Di Fei and Zhang Tianfeng, inquiring about their condition with care. Zi Yan and Chen Fan both watched the two with concern, seemingly unwilling to easily let go of their worries.
Amidst the discussions of the crowd, their attention was inevitably drawn to the hourglass on the platform. The uniquely shaped hourglass existed quietly, as if declaring the conspiracy of the sandstorm, causing waves of unease.
Suddenly, Di Fei's body swayed, his face turned pale, apparently due to severe injuries and exhaustion. Just as everyone was shocked, Di Fei collapsed to the ground, falling into an uncontrollable deep sleep.
The crowd gathered around nervously, Zi Yan anxiously shook Di Fei's shoulders, trying to wake him up, but Di Fei's condition seemed to show no signs of change as he lay quietly on the ground.
At this moment, a group of people dressed in plain white clothing walked out from the crowd, their faces adorned with professional yet gentle smiles. They belong to a specialized healing sect, dedicated to providing treatment for the injured. They travel around to administer medical care, often venturing into dangerous territories to aid those in need. In this martial arts convention, they are responsible for serving as medical attendants.
The name of this healing sect is " Mingxin Sect." They are renowned for their exceptional healing techniques and are often respected and trusted by various sects. Members of " Mingxin Sect " have also decisively come to this martial arts convention, prepared to demonstrate their medical skills when needed.
Mingxin Sect members quickly approached Di Fei and worked together seamlessly to inspect and treat. They demonstrated exceptional skills in treating Di Fei's injuries with great care. The therapists' techniques were smooth and proficient, and their eyes showed focus and concern.
Onlookers gradually calmed down as they knew that the members of Mingxin Sect were true professionals who could help Di Fei through this difficult time.
During the treatment process, Di Fei's complexion gradually returned to normal, and his breathing also became steady. Although he remained unconscious, the members of the Mingxin Sect ensured that his injuries were effectively treated. Although he had not fully regained consciousness at this time, at least his life was no longer in danger.
The group decided to bring the unconscious Di Fei back to Headmaster Bei Hong so that he could recuperate in a safe environment. They carefully lifted the unconscious Di Fei and proceeded in the direction of Headmaster Bei Hong. Upon their arrival, the sect leader Liu Yuanshan was already waiting at the door. His face showed a worried expression.
"What's going on? Is Di Fei injured?" Liu Yuanshan's voice was filled with concern as he looked at the collapsed Di Fei. Chen Fan hurriedly explained the course of the battle and how the healers from Mingxin Sect assisted Di Fei. He detailed the situation in the battle and mentioned the mysterious man and the threat of the Sandstorm Organization.
Liu Yuanshan fell silent for a moment, then nodded in understanding. He gestured for the members of Mingxin Sect to place Di Fei on the bed, then approached the bedside himself and softly said to Di Fei, "Young man, hang in there!" Zi Yan anxiously watched Di Fei, her face full of worry, while Chen Fan observed from the side, curious about the leader's healing skills. Others also involuntarily gathered around, their eyes filled with concern.
After a period of treatment, Di Fei gradually regained consciousness. As he opened his eyes, the first person he saw was Liu Yuanshan, and he recognized the familiar surroundings. He tried to sit up but felt the exhaustion and weakness throughout his body. "Don't worry, you need to rest," Liu Yuanshan gently advised, already aware of Di Fei's injuries. "Thank you, Master," Di Fei replied weakly but with gratitude.
The group gathered around the bed and began discussing the next steps. Zi Yan expressed concern about the Sandstorm Organization and hoped to find a way to counter them. Chen Fan also joined the discussion, offering some possible strategies. However, their attention was drawn to the hourglass that had been left on the stage. The sand in the hourglass was slowly trickling down, as if reminding them of the passage of time. Everyone felt that the hourglass held some mysterious power, but they did not understand its significance.
" This hourglass is quite unusual, it seems to have an extraordinary origin," said Di Fei, his voice, though weak, was full of curiosity. "Perhaps this hourglass is related to the Sandstorm Organization. What could be their intention in leaving it here?" Zhang Tianfeng's brow furrowed slightly, a hint of wariness flashing in his eyes. "Perhaps this is just their way of warning, hinting at their presence and power," Zi Yan's voice carried a sense of doubt as she tried to glean more information from the hourglass.
"We need more information, perhaps there are some clues on the hourglass," Chen Fan suggested, reaching out to take the hourglass and carefully examining its details. He noticed that while the hourglass looked ordinary, under the light, there seemed to be a faint glow shimmering on its surface. "It seems this hourglass is not simple, it may be hiding some kind of secret," Di Fei gazed at the hourglass, filled with curiosity.
Zi Yan also stepped forward, carefully observing the hourglass. "The design of the hourglass is very peculiar, as if it has some kind of runes or patterns. This may be a kind of encoding, recording some information." Zhang Tianfeng frowned. "Can we interpret these runes?" Chen Fan lightly touched the surface of the hourglass with his sword, attempting to establish a connection between the sword intent and the runes. Suddenly, a faint energy flowed out from the sword and quietly entered the hourglass.
The crowd witnessed the runes on the surface of the hourglass, and as the energy merged, these runes began to glow faintly, as if telling some kind of story. Their gaze focused, attempting to understand these mysterious records.
"This is an ancient language, a language that only a few people can understand," Chen Fan's voice entered the ears of the crowd, his eyes became serious. "Can you read these runes?" Zi Yan asked. Chen Fan nodded. "I'm not very familiar, but I have seen similar records in some ancient books, maybe I can roughly understand some of the content."
The crowd stared at Chen Fan closely, hoping he could decipher some useful information. Chen Fan closed his eyes, concentrating on the meaning contained in the runes. After a moment, he opened his eyes, a hint of surprise on his face. "These runes record an ancient legend about a battle of time and space."
"Battle of Time and Space?" Everyone was puzzled by the words.
"Legend has it that the forces of several different time and space exist in balance, maintaining stability in the universe. However, someone is attempting to disrupt this balance, triggering a great war that spans different time and space," explained Chen Fan. "Is this related to the Sandstorm Organization?" Zhang Tianfeng asked. "Perhaps. These runes seem to describe a being known as the 'Sand Coverer,' who is believed to be a key figure in the battle of time and space," Chen Fan's voice carried a solemn tone. "The power of the Sand Coverer may be formidable. He may possess the ability to influence time and space, change the course of events, and even rewrite history," Chen Fan said.
"If he really can manipulate time, then we must be extra careful when facing him, to avoid falling into his trap," Zi Yan said. Zhang Tianfeng nodded. "Not only that, we need to strengthen our own strength to face the upcoming challenges," Di Fei's eyes were firm. "We cannot sit back and wait, we must actively seek out their whereabouts and stop their plans," Chen Fan tightened his grip on the sword. "We need to unite various sects to jointly combat the threat of the Sandstorm Organization. The martial arts conference will be a good opportunity to strengthen our abilities and also a window for us to understand the enemy."
The eyes of the crowd once again focused on the hourglass, the faint glow of which filled them with a sense of awe and the motivation to move forward. Faced with an unknown crisis, they decided to uphold their beliefs and protect the peace of this world. "So, let's focus on the martial arts conference first, improve our own strength, accumulate experience, and at the same time, remain vigilant and be ready to face the challenges of the Sandstorm Organization," Zhang Tianfeng's voice was resolute.
"Our goal is to stand out in the martial arts competition, to show everyone our strength, and to let the Sandstorm Organization know that we will not easily submit," said Di Fei firmly and passionately. Zi Yan nodded with a smile. "We have each other, we have faith, and we will not be shaken by them." Chen Fan gripped the sword handle tightly, his eyes deep. "And we must not forget that we have this hourglass in our hands. It may be the key to understanding the sandstormer."
Zhang Tianfeng took the hourglass and examined it carefully. "The runes in the hourglass may contain the information we need. We can try to interpret these runes or look for other possible clues." The attention of the group once again focused on the hourglass. This mysterious item seemed to contain endless secrets, waiting for them to explore and decipher. They were filled with a firm determination in their hearts, and no matter how difficult the road ahead, they would move forward bravely, unafraid of hardships, defending the dignity of the martial arts world.
"We need to prepare well and make the best preparations for the martial arts conference," said Chen Fan, with a determined gleam in his eyes.
Everyone nodded, and the small room was filled with a sense of unity. They would face the unknown together, strive to grow together, and defend the peace of this land together. At this critical moment, their destinies would also be closely intertwined with this land.
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