"Tian Fei and Zhao Meng, the two of you are too much!"
Clan Head Lin did not think that the first genius of his clan would actually be trampled by those two, and he immediately lost his temper.
Peng peng peng!
…
Just like Lin Xie, after a few firm slaps, Clan Head Lin was left sitting on the ground with a dazed look on his face.
Before, he had been respected as the head of the strongest Lin Clan. While he was no match for Lin Xie, he could still deal with the likes of Tian Fei and Zhao Meng with ease. When had they reached a level that was unreachable for him?
For some reason, those two seemed to be able to see through his maneuvers. No matter what he tried, those two could defend and retaliate impeccably.
"Challenge all of the offspring of the Lin Clan and leave them on their knees!" Tian Fei ordered coldly.
After those words were spoken, a crippled young man limped out from behind.
Straw dogs are basically dogs made out of straw, and they serve as ceremonial objects in ancient China.
A meaningful quote from Wikipedia regarding the topic from Su Zhe:
"The heavens are not partial. They do not kill living things out of cruelty or give them birth out of kindness. We do the same when we make straw dogs to use in sacrifices. We dress them up and put them on the altar, but not because we love them. And when the ceremony is over, we throw them into the street, but not because we hate them."