C51 Attribute Variation Ice Type!

In the center of the training room, a triangular icicle was constantly expanding before finally stopping at a height of six to seven meters.

It was like an ice sculpture. The boy inside the icicle was curled up like a fetus in his mother's womb. His long silver hair was loose, and his brows were tightly furrowed. His eyes were closed, and he could even see his eyelashes clearly