Dear readers please don't misunderstand the cultivation levels of both the phoneix and the golden wind eagle, they are both powerful existences whose real level are insurmountable and incomparable to sabre, the reason such stats was displayed was because they were using a disguise spell that faked their real level.
The phoneix had an incomparable elegance to it, it was beautiful in all sense and really captivating, all part of the phoneix seemed to be priceless gems., the phoneix mere presence itself screamed royalty. It's skin was crimson red making it look like garnet bloody eyes but rather than Instill fear it had a certain allure to it, but compared to the golden wind eagle form there was a stark difference. The golden eagle form though beautiful didn't contain such elegance, but a mere look at it was what it would take any being to see it was a warrior natural born.
The golden eagle skin itself radiated a pure golden light that seemed to contain the essence of the sun, the golden light stemmed from the principle of destruction, a direct derivative of the principle of chaos itself, the golden eagle talons had gold trims and it end was the sharpest sabre had ever seen an object be, he could even feel the piercing power of the talon from his Position.
The air was electric shining with anticipation and anxiety while the two birds sized each other up silently and solemnly
The phoneix said with pride evident in it voice it shoulders raised up arrogantly
' I am the rebirth of fire itself, the symbol of renewal, transformation and resurrection, you Golden wind eagle may soar on the wind but I shall rise from the ashes stronger and fierce'
The golden wind eagle spread it's wings and a gentle breeze rustled the grasses beneath him as the golden wind eagle replied the Phoenix placid
' I am the master of the skies,the wielder of the golden light of anhillation My wings are the winds of change and I shall sweep you away with a single gust'
With a sharp cry, the phoneix soared into the sky then launched itself at the golden wind eagle, the golden wind eagle was by no means a coward it was a warrior naturally it met the phoneix head on, it wings beating and releasing powerful gusts of wind that had impacts on the phoneix it shook and reeled but the phoneix was also by no means an easy opponent it roared with a loud shout and it turned into a ball of flame engulfing both it and the golden wind eagle in a fiery vortex.
The phoneix seemed in pain as it body turned into a storm that attacked the phoneix body furiously, the Phoenix shrieked as it flames spread it's embers turning into ash, the phoneix responded savagely as it slashed it's claws at the golden wind eagle body, it claws had a deep flame energy in them, as the phoneix stabbed forward at the body
' Flame claws'
The phoneix cried out, the golden wind eagle shifted it body letting the claw skim through his skin not letting it graze his skin leaving a scratch on his body not an injury that was deep while the golden wind eagle slashed the air
' Cross wind Slash'
An huge gust of wind rolled toward the phoneix body shaping itself mid air as it turned into a cross and released tremendous signals of energy,
' FIRE CRYSTAL SHIELD'
The shield manufactured out of thin air, it contained thick essence of fire energy and stood solidly in front of the phoneix a mix of both iron and fire, the Cross wind slash struck the shield both destroying each other, they were equally matched in power, due to the balance none could overpower the other and they both later disintegrated into nothingness.
The golden wind eagle glider through the air at breakneck speed aiming for the Phoenix vital trying to use it superior speed to it advantage,it thrust it talon forward that soared with energy that seemed capable of piercing through any sort of defenses
'Golden light of destruction, Pierce'
The golden wind eagle chanted it face contorted due to loss of energy, it had expanded a lot of mana to cast that spell aiming to deal a swift precise deadly attack in a bid to finish off the Phoenix oor inflict a critical hit on the phoneix, the phoneix didn't panic the attack struck it head on damaging it skin badly a very critical hit the attack was, the attack had pierced through it tough skin and pierced through his skin like a tofu of meat.
' flame Rebirth arts: surging vitality'
The phoneix chanted arrogantly and proudly as a flame burned directly from his heart spreading to each and every part of his body it was like a life energy every inch of his body that this flame burned through his cells were rejuvenated, his cells were remade a new.The spell was the pride of all phoneix a proof of their legendary existence as a creature of Rebirth the symbol of transformation and resurrection. The Flame Rebirth Arts was a skill of fire that could only be practiced by beings that possessed the phoneix blood the purer the blood of the Phoneix in their bodies the higher the level they could attain in the Rebirth arts.
' I already told you, miss eagle even though you are a creature of the skies a natural born warrior there is no way you had defeat me a phoneix, am a legendary existence one of the phoenixes with the purest blood in it body's
The phoneix was a talent, among it kind the last time both it and miss eagle had fought it had not been of qualified cultivation stage to practice the Flame Rebirth Arts. But now he has and he had practiced it to a good level already in the second art. She had a profound understanding of the principle of life energy and also a tutor at a level close to the zenith of the world. The Golden wind eagle panted his breath haggard as he gazed unbelieving at the phoneix who he seriously injured a moment ago as good as new like he had never fought, this was nerve wrecking to him and threathened to damage it metal state as it began to worry and nervous.