Two-dimensional Writing Wheel Eye

The samurai of flowers and swords, the righteous gentleman, the warrior who is devoted to the goddess of Yakumo, led the elite soldiers to fight against the demon king. The warriors all wore exquisite armor and held well-crafted long swords.

The solemn atmosphere can crush the wings of birds.

Of course, this is how the boy sees himself.

In the eyes of girls, "Are all those boys stupid?"

Boys' romance, girls don't understand.

"Demon King Fist is really a terrible guy. More than half of our Yakumo friends have been defeated. He is a respectable opponent." Haruki Hanai said seriously, and then his face suddenly changed because he saw the Demon King. shadow.

Before anyone arrived, the Demon King's terrifying aura had already suppressed the people from the Yakumo Club.

"Masters, gather up your courage, for Yakumo-chan!" Hanai was indeed an excellent commander, and he regained the courage of his men in time.

"Oh!"

As soon as Mr. Demon King Fist appeared, he stunned everyone.

In the dark fog, Kenji Harima actually put on a dress made of ballots, and the ballots gave off a heart-pounding aura.

In the distance, Lin Xiao smiled very happily, because this was Lin Xiao's hands and feet. Now every vote is an artifact that can inject power into the holder. The more votes you have, the higher your combat effectiveness.

Harima Kener has been strong enough to get more than [-] votes, and his combat power has soared. It is no longer something that ordinary people can fight against.

"Hanai Haruki, have you washed your neck? Haha."

"Demon King Fist?! How can it be so strong?" Hanai still didn't know the secret of the vote.

"My heart is full of love for Tenman-chan, and it is this love that fills me with strength—ah—"

Violent qi emanated from the fist, blowing straight to the point where Haruki Hanai could not stand.

"Everyone, don't be afraid, what we do is not only for ourselves, but for the goddess, and the votes are guarded by us. Go-"

"Oh!"

"It's useless, no!" The soldiers who rushed up to besiege the Demon King screamed and were sent flying.

One vote after another was snatched by the Demon King, and the soldiers fell one by one.

Seeing this tragic scene, Haruki Huajing was stunned, "Everyone... everyone..."

For the goddess Yakumo in their hearts, all the people in the Yakumo club fought recklessly, but their strength was so small that they were as weak as ants in front of the Demon King.

"Everyone..." The power of the Demon King is beyond his own power, it's too terrifying.Haruki Hanai couldn't help shedding tears of sadness, and knelt helplessly on the ground, "Everyone..."

Why is he so weak, can't he help Yakumo-chan?No, I can still fight! "Strength, I need strength." Haruki Hanai shouted loudly.

Then the ballot in Haruki Hanai glowed, and power poured into his body.

"Ah—Demon King Fist, your opponent is here—!!"

boom--

Haruki Hanai and the Demon King fought together.

"It's too weak, is this your strength?" Quan'er has the combat power of 400 votes, while Hanai only has the combat power of one vote.

Huajing was thrown out by the fist, but instead of falling to the ground, he half-knelt on the ground and landed steadily, "The strength is not enough, it is not enough, everyone, lend me your strength!"

"Captain Hanai."

"team leader."

"Master Haruki."

"My friend."

……

One by one votes flew from the original owner to Haruki, and his combat effectiveness also increased.Even Demon King Fist's expression had to be serious.

"Ah - everyone, thank you, I will definitely defend Yakumo-chan's No. [-]." Hanai was surrounded by golden aura, and his whole person showed composure, like a bow and arrow ready to go.

"This is interesting, this is the Haruki Hanai I know. Come on, give me pleasure!"

boom boom-

The two turned into golden threads and black threads, and fought fiercely in the air.

The light and shadow flickered like thunder and lightning, shaking the sky and the earth.

"Harima--"

"Hanai—"

Two men fighting for the girl they like...

Finally, the two landed, standing back to back.

"Harima Kener, I already feel your love for her, you are a respectable opponent, ahem—" Hanai spat out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground.

"Your love for her is as good as mine, Hanai. It's a pity that I won't fail, sleep in peace, my friend." Harima Kenji couldn't hold on anymore, staggered and knelt down, "I can't fall down, The ballots have to be handed in."

Snapped.

Harima Kenji was still lying on the ground, but he was still conscious, so he slowly crawled forward.The love for Tenman-chan in his heart is supporting him.