"Whoosh!"
Cold air poured endlessly from Xia Qingran's body.
It was even more intense than when Zhou Fan had sparred with her!
Zhou Fan was still two meters away from Xia Qingran, but frost had already coated his feet, making every step a struggle.
"Xiaofan, hurry up and leave... you'll get hurt!" Xia Qingran cried anxiously.
She couldn't control the cold now. Anyone who approached her would be injured by it.
"I won't leave you here alone!"
Zhou Fan refused to retreat a single step.
"Susanoo!"
He immediately summoned its skeletal form to block the cold.
But even the Susanoo skeleton was soon covered in frost.
Still, with the skeleton protecting him, the resistance Zhou Fan faced diminished considerably, allowing him to reach Xia Qingran.
"I'm here. You'll be all right," Zhou Fan reassured her.
"I told you not to come over... are you an idiot?" Xia Qingran's voice trembled slightly. The usual coolness had faded from her ice-blue eyes, replaced by vulnerability.
"Well, I'm already here. If you want to hit me, you'll have to wait until you're better."
With his Sharingan, Zhou Fan gained a rough understanding of Xia Qingran's condition. The spiritual energy inside her was out of control, bursting outward uncontrollably.
Simply put, Xia Qingran was effectively fighting at full power, with all that cold erupting from within her.
Yet she couldn't control it herself.
"Do you know what's causing this?" Zhou Fan asked.
He didn't understand her condition and didn't dare act rashly.
"My ice spirit body has gone out of control... it keeps releasing cold air on its own."
"It used to stop on its own after about an hour, but this time it just won't stop." Xia Qingran bit her thin lips, enduring the agony of her rampaging ice spirit body.
"Isn't there