The chief examiner gave Jiang Fan a suspicious glance, then said to the staff member calling out numbers beside him.
"Pause for a moment!"
With that, he quickly stood up and went over to the Combat Power Testing Machine.
After inspecting it from top to bottom, he asked doubtfully,
"There doesn't seem to be anything wrong with it?"
He frowned and thought for a moment before saying to Jiang Fan,
"Wait a moment!"
Then he restarted the machine and waved his hand.
"What's the next number? Have the next person come up first!"
The next number was 73. It belonged to a tall, thin-looking boy with freckles on his face.
When the chief examiner called his number, the boy hurried forward and, following the examiner's instructions, put his strength behind a punch.
The commotion from earlier had attracted quite a few people's attention.
It was the first time he had been watched by so many people. The boy threw a trembling punch, and the result was not very good!
A combat power value of 138!
That barely counted as passing!
After three consecutive attempts, the staff member recorded his results and had him step down.
At this moment, the chief examiner called Jiang Fan over again.
"Try hitting it one more time!"
Jiang Fan nodded.
Once again, there was a bang, and the machine's screen displayed XXXXX.
"This is strange!"
The chief examiner pondered for a moment.
"Come with me!"
Jiang Fan followed the chief examiner to the neighboring line. The chief examiner whispered a few words to the person in charge of the other line.
After listening, the other line's supervisor gave Jiang Fan a strange look, then waved his hand and told the others to pause. He called Jiang Fan to the front of the line.
"Try it