Sharjah's fist was filled with a sound of breaking through the air, and his fist turned black halfway through, and he actually barely used the armed color.

However, it can be seen with the naked eye that Sharjah’s armed colors are used very awkwardly, but this does not hinder Sharjah and Vergo’s plan to confront each other head-on.

"You really surprised me!" Vergo said coldly.

At this moment, he had murderous intentions towards Sharjah, which made such a guy grow up so terrifying, but his murderous intention flashed by, and it was not the case that he wanted to kill him now.

The two of them were entangled in their arms and collided fiercely!

The armed color on Sharjah's fist finally completely dissipated, and the impact of the two people's collision made the warship tremble slightly. It can be seen that both of them were controlling their own strength.

"Are you still hit?" Sharjah's fist swollen, but he had no intention of retreating.

"I'm going to get off the boat." Vergo said calmly.

"Then I hope you can give me some surprises next time." Sharjah said a pity.

Vergo took his bamboo and returned to the cabin. The people on the boat seemed very disappointed by the battle with a start and a slash. Maybe they wanted to see someone fall off the boat and then vomit vomit on the deck.

"Col. Virgo, you had a fight with that guy?" Songhe asked in surprise. He packed up his things and prepared to get off the boat with Virgo.

"Yes." Weirgo nodded and replied.

All his stuff was in one bag, but he was staring at that bag now in a daze.

"What's wrong? Colonel Vergo, let's go. When you get off the boat, tell me how you taught that little devil a lesson with armed sex." Songhe knew that Vergo's armed sex was very powerful, so he had no doubt about the outcome of the battle.

"Then I need you to help me get the bag." Vergo held the bamboo in one hand, and the other hand drooped strangely.

"Of course it's okay, but don't you like others to touch your things?" Songhe asked curiously.

"Yes." Vergo said with a wry smile, "but my three fingers were broken. They were shaken by Chen Dismason Hades Sharjah with his half-baked armed color and his monster-like physique."

"What a joke!" Songhe looked at Vergo in disbelief.

“I don’t have that strong sense of humor.”

Sharjah looked at his swollen joints and sighed slightly, "I must learn how to be armed this time!"

When he got off the boat and returned to the training camp, his hands returned to normal. But he still had to admit that the guy named Vergo had a very hard fist!

Almost one percent of the old card.

Sharjah had just got off the boat, and the students saw Sharjah.

"Sharjah is back!"

Hearing these hysterical calls, Sharjah felt that they should not be very welcoming to them.

After a while, Bins and Kuanghu rushed over with a group of students, "Sharjah! Accept our welcome gift!"

Zefa and many instructors smiled at the students' welcome greetings to Sharjah, and Longse chuckled and said, "Sharjah, if he has not made any progress this month, he will lose the title of No. 1."

"He killed the Felix Pirates in the East China Sea. Although Smoger's help was, Smoger only destroyed some minions.

If the proud Smog is so respectful, Sharjah should have made progress again." Zefa pushed his glasses and said.

"Hey, let me see what surprises you can give me." Sharjah put down his package. "Let's go together, I'm still in a hurry to go to have a meal."

"You guy is still so arrogant!" Binz shouted.

But as soon as he finished speaking, Sharjah appeared in front of Binth with a shave, "You have not changed anything, you are weak and talkative."

Before Bins could react, he was punched by Sharjah.

The instructors watching the game felt a little dreamy, and Longser asked Shuzuo, "Is your shaving good for him?"

"No." Shuzo said seriously.

Zefa just laughed aside. This kid can always bring surprises.

"Huh?" Zefa discovered that Sharjah was consciously starting to use armed colors. It seemed that it was time to teach him domineeringly.

In twenty minutes and thirty-two seconds, Sharjah lifted this unique welcome ceremony.

"Your welcome ceremony is so perfunctory." Sharjah picked up his backpack and turned away. When he returned to the dormitory, Eric was very happy to see Sharjah.

"You are finally back. Ain asked me several times when you will be back, but I can't answer her."

"You can hear that you are just troubled by being unable to answer Ain's question." Sharjah put down his bag. Eric stood aside and looked at Sharjah.

"You have something to do? I didn't bring you a gift."

"No! No!" Eric hurriedly bowed.

But Sharjah smiled and took out a long knife from his bag, "Do you like it?"

"Happy, like." Eric said with a foolish smile.

This knife costs no money, it is the collection of Geya II.

Eric wanted to follow the swordsman's way, but he hadn't told Sharjah once.

"For you, this knife is called licking (shi) dog!" The name was called Sharjah casually.

"Thank you." Eric looked at Sharjah with emotion.

After packing up his things, Sharjah went to the cafeteria for a big meal. He personally delivered all the gifts to the instructors, and finally went to find Zefa.

"Are you back?" Zefa still looked serious.

"Yes." Sharjah handed a sunglasses to Zefa.

The lenses look like the latest trendy triangle, and Zefa doesn't seem to like it at all.

"Don't do this again next time." But Zefa still accepted it. "Have you touched the threshold of armed color?"

"Well, yes. I'm going back to fight with a colonel on the boat. His armed forces are very powerful." Sharjah said, recalling Virgo's appearance.

"You are talking about Vergo, his armed color can cover the whole body. But Sharjah, do you think it is powerful to concentrate the power together, or to disperse it?" Zefa asked at Sharjah.

"I understand what you mean." Sharjah understood that Zefa was mentioning himself, and Vergo seemed to have embarked on a path of chaos.

"If I can pass tomorrow's assessment, I will start to teach you domineering." Zefa saw that Sharjah understood what he meant, and today he saw his mastery of shaving. Zefa felt that if he had mastered the six naval styles of this level, then this could really teach him domineering.

"Okay." Sharjah nodded happily.

After chatting with Zefa for a while, Sharjah left.

When he returned to the dormitory, Eric still loved to play with the knife, "Sharjah, I will definitely make this knife famous."

"If it makes it a collectible, the opportunity to become famous in the sea should be easier." Sharjah said sincerely.
Chapter completed!