After a long while, the screen still hadn't displayed any numbers. A hint of embarrassment appeared on the coach's face.
He slapped the testing machine, but the screen remained blank.
The coach coughed lightly a few times and said, "Your strength hasn't reached the level of a Martial Artist. You still need to train. If you sign up for a membership with me, I guarantee I'll make you a Martial Artist in three months."
Dawn Miles gave him a look, walked slowly behind the machine, and plugged the cable back in securely.
The large screen finally lit up, but it only showed an error message.
Dawn Miles pressed her lips together, hit the re-test button, and struck the target again, this time using only half her strength.
More than ten seconds later, the screen still showed an error.
Dawn Miles took off the boxing gloves, handed them back to him, and said calmly, "I don't need a coach, and I'm not joining the association."
