"Hey...is this the fastest way?"

Mi Shan looked at the place where Greenhill brought him with a confused look.

For Stormwind, traveling from land to Iron Fort, the capital of the Dwarf Kingdom, requires crossing the dangerous burning plains, and from sea and land, you have to go a long way from Minaishir Port.

Therefore, while the reconstruction of Stormwind City was completed, King Varian proposed that in order to strengthen communication between the two cities and prevent isolated situations of being forced to fight on their own during orc wars.

Build a mine tunnel that crosses the seabed to connect with or without any subway.

When the World of Warcraft game began, the undersea tunnel had been built, but it had not been completed at this time of Mishan's journey.

However, the tunnel was not dug, but some infrastructures were some.

For example, the "Black Market Boxing Competition" located below the entrance of Stormwind City, or the official title "Fighting Club"

The place in the game that only needs to appear in the 90th level version is actually moved here not long after the undersea tunnel was dug.

After all, in the martial world of Azeroth, this kind of place is still very popular.

It is said to be a black market boxing match, but in fact there are reports from the official government.

Among them, the owner of the Pig and Whistle Inn located in the old city paid for and worked hard on the boxing venue after the relocation.

The reason is that he no longer wants to repair the tables, chairs and benches that were broken by drunk adventurers every day.

"Yes, sir, just have a few games and you'll have money." Greenhill put his silver-gray single pony tail behind his head.

Looking at Greenhill's new hairstyle, Mi Shan always felt a little familiar.

Greenhill, who was stared at by Lord Mishan for a long time, seemed to remember something and squeezed a tuft of dull hair on his head.

He also specially used the power of holy light to support this dull hair.

Mi Shan, who immediately reached out to press the twig of dull hair, said, "I think the image of that character does not match you."

"I thought you like this kind of character setting very much, sir," Greenhill said.

"How did you know?" Didn't you understand what you said? Mi Shan complained in her heart.

"But you often say that... Although I don't understand a lot, this Knight King can still barely understand." Greenhill said.

"Ahem, first of all, I don't like vise so much, secondly..." Mishan quickly swept Greenhill's chest with her eyes and said, "Your figure is much better than her."

"Thank you for your praise!" Greenhill, who directly praised Lord Mishan's words, straightened his chest.

Knowing that this would be the result, Mi Shan had no choice but to change the topic: "Well, even if the black market boxing competition can make money quickly, I remember that I wanted an invitation letter, right?"

"Yes, black market boxing matches do require invitations." Greenhill nodded, "But there is another way to enter the court."

"The other kind?" Mi Shan was stunned for a moment.

A few minutes later, Greenhill performed what "another" entry method is in front of Mishan.

The two Kong Wuyouli, who were standing at the door looking for Mi Shan and Green Hill to ask for an invitation letter, were obviously the master's security guards, and were knocked down to the ground by Green Hill, one by one.

"Can my master and I go in?" Greenhill asked in a gloomy tone after he fell down.

"Yes, please, please here." The security guard, who had no power to fight back, admitted his conscience quickly.

"This is OK?" Mishan, who was following Greenhill, said in surprise.

"Originally, these two security guards were for testing... Do you not know?" said Greenhill, who rubbed his knuckles and made a crisp sound.

"There is no such setting in the game." Mishan spread her hands and said.

"That's because you helped me buy an invitation letter in the black market." Greenhill, who stretched his knuckles and seemed to be doing warm-up exercises, explained:

"But if you get an invitation letter, you must start the challenge from the lowest level. If you want to make money quickly, this is better way to enter."

"Are you... okay?" Mishan asked Greenhill with some concern.

"If you want me to tear down Stormwind City, it may take a little time." Greenhill said confidently: "A mere black market boxing match, please don't worry, just buy me and win."

Through a completely different entry method than in the game, challenger Greenhill immediately obtained the right to Garce.

And according to Greenhill's explanation, this right to gamble will last until it fails or is beaten to death...

If a soul doctor stays by your side, you don’t have to worry about real death.

The internal structure of the black market boxing match, located below the mine tunnel subway, is no different from that in the game.

A large rectangular area in the middle is used to fight for boxers. Noisy audiences either hold wine bottles or watch the game condescendingly in the surrounding stands with nervous or excited expressions.

If you don’t want to be with others, there are independent private rooms to enjoy, but there is no way to visualize the competition scene as soon as possible.

If you want to be quiet and comfortable while watching the game as soon as possible, you have to go to the VIP room on the second floor.

However, the VIP room is a place for top boxers and senior agents.

Mishan, who only plans to make a fortune, doesn't want to go to the VIP room to make a splash.

While Mishan was observing the venue, Bizmo, the host of the dwarf tribe who drove a helicopter around the venue, also shouted loudly:

"The one who plays now is Paladin Greenhill... Maybe it's Columb Hill, oh my god, why does a noble Paladin also participate in our fight club, but it doesn't matter, Bizmo's fight club is open to all Warriors, so who wants to play and coach this newcomer now."

Newcomer?...Haha, Mi Shan refused the spirits brought by the wine girl and complained in her heart.

Sure enough, the first player who wanted to try the newcomer level, Greenhill sent the other party to the Soul Doctor with just one punch.

The noisy venue was quiet for a moment, but then even more crazier shouts rang out.

Mishan even heard someone shouting Green Hill's name, but unfortunately, I don't know if it wasn't clear about the words or what, there were a bunch of Columb's voices mixed in between.

After watching two main characters crush Greenhill, Mi Shan lost the intention to continue watching.

It’s not that I don’t want to cheer up my game characters, but I’m really a lack of good opponents, which makes Mishan not interested in watching it.

Compared with the situation where almost any race, even demons, when the Fighting Club in the game first appeared, most of them are human warriors, a few alien races, that is, members of the alliance such as dwarf gnome elves.

Mi Shan was a little surprised by the appearance of a panda monk. Unfortunately, the panda monk named Cen just asked Greenhill to use his weapon.

Mi Shan, who couldn't find where the panda went, sat at the edge of the edge with a boredom, did not notice a subtle gaze and looked at herself for a while.

"Is this the human?" In the VIP room, a "human" woman with a black shoulder-length hairstyle and a beauty mole on the corner of her eyes retracted her gaze at Mishan.

"Yes, Lord Earl." said the attendant beside the Countess.

"Interesting humans, interesting subordinates." Earl Presto, who was obviously Mishan and Greenhill mentioned earlier, took a sip of the bright blood-like cocktail.

"Does it need it..." The attendant gestured with a knife-cut gesture.

"Don't let go of trouble, my father's plan is the most important thing."
Chapter completed!