"The barrier is powerful. Don't let up, everyone! We can definitely get that barbed whip!" Lian Pingchao had a bellyful of anger and nowhere to vent it, so he could only keep attacking the white barrier.
"That barbed whip looks very powerful. What exactly is it made of?" Qiu Meng asked.
"The Dragon Race's technical name for it is the 'Reverse Flood Dragon Whip.' The bodies and souls of ten Great Demon King Flood Dragons were fused into the whip. With a single lash, the whip splits into ten-utterly terrifying. But after so many years, its power has weakened somewhat. All the Four Seas Dragon Palaces have Reverse Flood Dragon Whips like this, but in terms of materials, this one is superior." With his back to the others, Fang Yun explained the whip's origins while examining the other instruments of torture.
After hearing Fang Yun's explanation, the four Grand Academicians grew even more excited and attacked with all their might.
The white barrier enveloping the Reverse Flood Dragon Whip was only three zhang in diameter. That three-zhang area came under constant assault from the Grand Academicians' Literary Platforms, Lip Spears and Tongue Swords, and War Poetry, erupting in brilliant sparks and all manner of sounds.
After the four Grand Academicians attacked continuously for a hundred breaths, the barrier was still just as it had been before. Its color would fade after a while, only to return to normal very quickly.
"We're attacking at full strength. In another quarter of an hour at most, our literary qi will run dry. What will we do then?" Qu An asked.
"There's nothing we can do. We can only grit our teeth and keep attacking." Lian Pingchao was utterly helpless.
"Look, those six have made their choices."
The four Grand Academicians turned to look