Thought I'll dump my rough translation here.
DGSD Chapter 41.
Ding Chun Qiu having murdered Reverend Xuan Tong and Xuan Nan, was a great enemy of Shaolin Temple. Upon hearing that he had arrived at Shao Shi mountain, a great buzz arose within the ranks of the assembled monks.
Xuan Sheng loudly exhorted "Everyone must exert themselves bravely today! We must capture alive that old bandit Ding to avenge brothers Xuan Tong and Xuan Nan!"
Xuan Ci spoke in a loud and clear voice "Guests have come from afar, let us show proper ceremony before showing force." The assembled Shaolin monks replied with a "Yes!" and Xuan Ci continued "Assembled brothers and friends, let us all go forth and witness the the famed techniques of the Xing Su Sect and the Murong Clan shall we?"
The assembled heroes had already been itching to rush out to spectate and were just waiting for those words. The lower ranked monks, with the impatience of youth immediately rushed out like a nest of angry wasps. As the assembled heroes and Dali clansman and other visiting reverends each rushed out, the metallic sounds of the elder Shaolin monks preparing their various weaponry could be heard.
The 4 generations of Xuan, Hui, Xu and Kong Shaolin monks brandished their weapons and rushed out in groups. As they reached the inner gates, the monks stationed at the middle of the mountain rushed up to report "Xing Su Sect has members numbering over a thousand, they have encircled the party of Murong Fu at the mid-mountain pavilion and are attacking fiercely." Abbot Xuan Ci nodded his head and walked to the edge of the flagstone path to gaze down the mountain, what he witnessed was a sea of human heads easily numbering more then a thousand.
A sudden shout was carried over the mountain breeze "The Great Immortal of Xing Su Sect is personally leading today's battle! Victory is assured! You mangy lot of ugly clowns dare to defy the Great Immortal? Quickly cast down your weapons and beg for mercy! If the Xing Su Immortal waves his little finger, Shaolin Temple shall collaspe!"
The newer members of Xing Su Sect had yet to learn any skills of the sect. What they first learnt was to shout flattery and brown nosing skills. With over a thousand people chanting and shouting, the mountain was filled with the song and praises of the Xing Su Immortal. With his long white beard flowing and his eyes half closed, Ding Chun Qiu swayed with the chants and looked almost intoxicated.
Xuan Sheng directed the chi from his Dan Tian and loudy shouted "Assemble the Great Luo Han Formation!" Five hundred voices replied "Assemble the Great Luo Han Formation!" With a flow of red robes and flashes of grey movement five hundred monks spread out in formation across the mountain side.
The assembled heroes have all heard of Shaolin's Luo Han Formation, yet for hundreds of years, the Luo Han Formation had never been witnessed by even a single outsider. They now saw different groups of monks, dressed in various colours of red, grey, yellow and black, holding various weapons running swiftly across the mountain, surrounding the Xing Su Sect members quickly.
The Xing Su members outnumbered the monks, yet the majority of them were new recruits. They might have had some capability in single combat but they had no experience at all in formation fighting. Thus they all panicked and the chants of flattery for their master faltered. More then a few fell totally silent, thinking in their hearts about changing the chants to "Great and Holy Shaolin Reverends" instead.
Abbot Xuan Ci spoke up "Xing Su Sect's Mister Ding visits Shao Shi mountain as an enemy of Shaolin. Respected heroes, please consider standing aside and letting Shaolin handle these intruders?"
The various fighters loudy replied "The old wierdo of Xing Su is an enemy of the martial arts world, everybody hates him, lets kill them all!" With that, the entire crowd drew their weapons.
At this point, Murong Fu and Deng Bai Chun had already killed or injured over 20 Xing Su members. Seeing that help has arrived, they jumped back from the fight and the Xing Su members made no attempt to advance.
Duan Yu had weaved his way through the crowd and rushed up to Wang Yu Yan. "Miss Wang, should danger arise, I will escort you out." Wang Yu Yan blushed and replied "I am not injured, and no one has sealed my arterial points. I.... I can walk by myself......" Glancing at Murong Fu, she continued "My cousin is highly skilled in martial arts, more then sufficient to protect me. Master Duan, you had better leave."
Duan Yu felt uncomfortable and thought to himself "What ability do I have to compare with your cousin's skills?" Yet he felt reluctant to walk away. Quickly changing the subject "Well.....well....ah, Miss Wang, my father has arrived and is standing outside." Duan Yu had went through many dangers
and situations with Wang Yu Yan and spent a lot of time with her, yet he had never mentioned his own status and family history to her. In his mind, Wang Yu Yan was a goddess and he was a mere mortal. So what was a prince when compared to a goddess?'
Knowing that Duan Yu had risked his life many times to save her, Wang Yu Yan was secretly grateful to him. Yet she had never held him in any kind of regard. He was merely a bookworm who had managed to learn a magical set of footwork skills and a set of inner energy swordplay which was sometimes effective and sometimes not. Worried about her cousin being suspicious, she asked "You father has arrived from Dali? You and your father must have not met for a long time?"
Duan Yu happily replied "Yes! Miss Wang, shall I bring you to meet my father? He will definitely like you when he sees you" Wang Yu Yan blushed deeply and said " I will not." Duan Yu enquired "Why not?" Seeing that she was not answering, he tried to cheer her up "Miss Wang, my sworn brother Xu Zhu is here too, he has become a monk again. Even my disciple is here, this is really exciting!"