"Wait！" Zhang Yan shouted. "Let's find someone to try it and we'll know whether it is true or fake. I'm not convinced by the judge of the elder alone."
The Elder Tattoo became even more angry. He can tolerate other things, but the spirit tattoo skills are what he has been studying for his life time. If someone dares to question him on them, for him, it is an insult. So, he said with a quite ugly look: "If the figure is proved to be fake, I will drive you out of the Spirit Tattoo Temple."
Zhang Yan did not take the threat of the elder seriously and still asked with a smile: "Everybody there, who is willing to try my spiritual magic figure and test whether it is true or fake?" The simplest method is to test and he had already thought of that for a long time, but the figure is too expensive－he could sell this power figure a hundred lower spiritual stones. He was not willing to take such a valuable thing to test, but now he had no other choices and had to take out a figure to test.
Everyone around all shouted, "Me, let me try."
Zhang Yan randomly chose an inner disciple, " You please."
The disciple immediately came forward with joy and enthusiasm, eager to test. But suddenly when he walked to Zhang Yan and was about to take over the figure, Huang Shuai talked.
"Wait!" Huang Shuai questioned, "I don't know if this person is your partner. It should I to find the testing person."
Zhang Yan despised, "I am not as shameless as you. But since you did not believe me, it is better to let the elder test it. Fair?"
"Elder, are you willing to test this spiritual magic figure for us?" Zhang Yan asked respectfully.
The Elder Tattoo replied with a smile: "Sure, I can help. But if it turned out to be fake, don't blame me for being impolite to you."
He took over the power figure from Zhang Yan's hand, pasted it on his right arm and mobilized the spiritual energy of the body and a faint spiritual wave was transmitted to the his arm and stimulated the figure. The elder punched a fist out, not using his physical energy. But the fist slammed on the stone pillar, which was made of superior spiritual granite and extremely hard.
But the elder still punched to leave a hole on the hard stone pillar and his own arm was shaken a little numb. He was completely dumbfounded, stood still with huge shock and was unbelievable to hook at the stone pillar.
The disciples around were holding their breath, staring at the stone pillar and the elder and eager to know if the figure is true and fake. After all, they did not know whether the elder used spiritual energy. Huang Shuai, beside him, was nervous and kept whispering, "Grandpa must use spiritual energy and the figure must be fake, must be fake!"
The Elder Tattoo also recited, "How? How?"
Suddenly after a while, he began to laugh like a crazy person and fastened Zhang Yan's shoulder in ecstasy, "Where did you get the figure?" Do you have more?"
Zhang Yan did not immediately answer his question, but smiled and said: "Elder, please tell everyone if my figure is true or fake to prove my innocence."
"Ture, your power figure is true. No, it is not only true but an advanced one. I have been studying spirit tattoo skills for so many years and never seen such a high-level and perfect one. It must be from a master. Do you hold more?" The elder was excited and replied.
The power figure of Zhang Yan is very meaningful to him. He can take it back and study it carefully. If understanding the its aoyi, he believes that he will be able to break through the eight-star level and reach the nine-star, even possible to reach spirit tattooist state. Now he regretted wasting the figure of a master's work. If Zhang Yan does not have another one, he will regret to death.
The temple was boiled and the disciples around suddenly flooded to Zhang Yan. If the elder was not here, they would fight together.