?


    "I already did?"


    Mona raised her brow at Sanne, stopping short of calling Sanne stupid.


    "What-"


    Before Sanne could snap, the towering boxing machine screamed shrilly.


    Soon, Mona''s face was disyed on the giant sma screen overhead, while the number disy started shooting up rapidly. "Wait, what...?"Belongs ? to N?velDrama.Org.


    Sanne and the rest of the martial artists all looked stunned, as they did not see Mona hit the boxing machine.


    More bewilderingly, she left the numbers skyrocketing so much that it looked like it was malfunctioning!


    Ding!


    Everyone was dumbstruck as the machine jingled with the final result.


    Even if Sanne''s earlier punch left all the martial artists dumbstruck with her 3,196-pound punching strength, Mona''s result took their breath away. Eleven thousand pounds! No more, no less!


    Even as everyone was left spacing out skeptical, they were brought to their senses as Mona giggled. "Hah! How about that for control, Mr. Lawrence?!"


    "11,000 pounds...? 11,000 pounds?! That brat is really that strong?!"


    Sanne came to her senses too, and she had to grit her teeth to stand firm as disbelief overwhelmed her.


    Even as she stared at Mona, whose thigh was thinner than Sanne''s own arm, she suddenly felt it difficult to breathe, and even her vision seemed to blur.


    On top of that, Mona wasughing about controlling himself?!


    That meant if Mona was telling the truth, she could have punched 11,000


    9 pounds but was deli above


    holding back!


    And on top of that, she controlled it with such precision so that it hit 11,000 pounds with no decimal points?!


    Was she even human?!


    Even as everyone, including Tijil, was caught in shock, Frank turned toward Sanne as if he knew that would happen. "You''ve lost, Ms. Dali." He smiled calmly.


    And as Sanne came to her senses, she gritted her teeth as she red at Mona.


    She lost? No... No! She could not have!


    Yes, it has to be the boxing machine malfunctioning, or it would not have shown 11,000 pounds...


    The brat was just a Birthright-ranked elite, was she not?! She would never believe something this ridiculous!


    Frank scowled in turn. "Hmm. So you''re refusing to ept your loss, Ms. Dali?"


    Ivo promptly strode up, throwing up his hands while forcing a smile. "No! We''re not doubting your apprentice, Mr. Lawrence... The number is just a little weird, see?


    "Let''s have Mr. Zoran check the boxing machine and ensure that there''s no malfunction. Don''t you agree?"


    "Whatever." Frank shrugged nonchntly.


    And since he was called by name, Mr. Zoran promptly ran up to the boxing machine, testing it for several minutes.


    Then, sweating all over his brow, he announced as everyone looked on, "The machine isn''t malfunctioning. I hereby announce that Mr. Lawrence'' apprentice has won."


    "Alright!"


    As everyone looked on in shock, Kat wasughing as she hugged Mona.