And in the private room where Ye Feng and the rest were...
"My disciple!"
When he saw that his disciple, Zhang Liang, had been ko-ed by Duan Jiangliu in less than three seconds, the Eight Trigrams School's head, Luo Jiasheng, was so angry that his eyes were about to pop out. He immediately wanted to rush out.
However, before he could really rush out, he was pressed down by Yan Mengtang.
"Sect Leader Luo, please calm down."
Luo Jiasheng glared at him angrily. "My beloved disciple was crippled by that b*stard. How can I calm down? I'm going to kill him."
Yan Mengtang stared at him sternly.
"Mind your status!"
"You're the sect leader of the Eight Trigrams School!"
"If you rush up now, if you win, you'll be bullying the weak. If you lose, your Eight Trigrams School will no longer have a place in the Chinese martial arts world."
Luo Jiasheng immediately calmed down when he heard this.