"Hey...... Is that the quickest way to do it? ”

Misr looked at the place where Greenhill had brought her.

For Stormwind, getting to Ironforge, the capital of the Dwarven Kingdom, by land and by land, requires traversing the treacherous Burning Plains, and by land and sea a long way around Minethil Harbor.

Therefore, at the same time as the reconstruction of Stormwind was completed, King Varian proposed to strengthen the communication between the two cities and prevent the isolation situation of being forced to fight separately during the orc war.

Build a mine road across the seabed and connect the subway to each other.

At the beginning of the World of Warcraft game, the undersea tunnel had already been built, but it had not yet been completed at the time of the Rice Shan crossing.

However, the tunnel was not dug through, but some infrastructure was available.

For example, the "Black Market Boxing Tournament" located further down the entrance to Stormwind City, or the more officially "Fight Club"

The place in the game that only appears in the level 90 version is actually moved over not long after the undersea tunnel starts digging.

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

said that it was a black market boxing match, but in fact, it was officially reported.

Among them, the owner of the Pig and Whistle Inn in the old city contributed money and effort to the relocated boxing venue.

The reason was that he no longer wanted to repair the tables, chairs and benches that had been broken by the drunken adventurers every day.

"Yes, my lord, as long as you fight a few games, the money will be there." Greenhill tucked his silver-gray single ponytail behind his head.

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

Greenhill, who had been stared at for a long time by Lord Mishan, seemed to remember something, and pinched a tuft of dumb hair on the top of his head.

He also deliberately used the power of holy light to prop up this handful of dull hairs.

Mi Shan, who immediately reached out and pressed down the handful of dull hair, said, "I don't think the image of that character matches you." ”

"I thought you liked this kind of character setting, sir." Greenhill said.

"How do you know?" Didn't you say that you don't understand? Mi Shan complained in his heart.

"But you often say that, my lord...... Although I couldn't understand a lot of things, this knight king could barely understand it. Greenhill said.

"Ahem, first of all, I don't like vices that much, and secondly, ......" Misr said with a quick glance across Greenhill's chest, "You're in much better shape than her." ”

"Thank you for the compliment!" Greenhill, who directly took Mishan-sama's words as a compliment, straightened his chest.

Knowing that this would be the result, Mi Shan reluctantly changed the topic and said, "That, even if the black market boxing tournament can make money quickly, I remember that I wanted an invitation, right?" ”

"That's right, black market boxing does require an invitation." Greenhill nodded, "But there's another way to get in." ”

"Another?" Mishan was stunned for a moment.

A few minutes later, Greenhill performed in front of Rice Shan what it means to be "different" to get in.

The two Kong Wuli who stood at the door looking for Mishan and Greenhill to ask for invitations, and at first glance they were the security guards who were masters, and they were knocked to the ground by Greenhill with a punch.

"Can my master and I go in?" After taking it down, Greenhill asked in an eerie tone.

"Yes, yes, please here, please here." The defenseless security guard recognized it quickly.

"Is this okay?" Mishan, who was following behind Greenhill, was surprised.

"Originally, these two security guards were used for testing...... Don't you know, adult? Greenhill said, rubbing his knuckles and making a crunching sound.

"There's no such thing in the game." Mi Shan spread his hand and said.

"That's because you bought an invitation for me on the black market." After rubbing his knuckles, Greenhill, who stretched his waist and seemed to be doing warm-up exercises, explained:

"However, if you want to get an invitation, you have to start from the lowest level, and if you want to make money quickly, it is better to enter this way."

"You...... No problem? Misr asked Greenhill with some concern.

"If you want me to demolish Stormwind, it might take a little time." Greenhill said confidently: "It's just a black market boxing match, you can buy it and I can win it." ”

With a completely different approach to the game, challenger Greenhill immediately gained the right to add a stopper.

And according to Greenhill's interpretation, this right to add stoppers will continue until defeat or death......

With the soul healer on the side, there is no need to worry about real death.

Just like in the game, the internal structure of the black market boxing tournament located under the subway in the mine tunnel is not unlike that in the game.

A large rectangular area with a rectangular recess in the middle is used for fighters to fight, and noisy spectators are either holding bottles or watching from the surrounding stands with nervous or excited faces.

If you don't want to be crowded with other people, there are separate private rooms to enjoy, but there is no way to visualize the game in the first place.

If you want to watch the game in peace and comfort for the first time, you have to go to the VIP room located on the second floor.

However, the VIP room is for top fighters and high-level agents.

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

While Mishan was observing the venue, Bizmo, the dwarf host who was driving a helicopter around the venue, also shouted:

"Now it's Paladin Greenhill...... Maybe it's Columbiel, oh my God, why would a noble paladin also join our fight club, but it doesn't matter, Bizmo's fight club is open to all warriors, so who wants to go on the field now to coach this newcomer. ”

Newcomer? …… Hehe, Mi Shan refused the liquor brought by the wine girl and complained in his heart.

Sure enough, the first player to try his rookie level, Greenhill sent the opponent to the soul healer with just one punch.

There was a moment of silence in the noisy room, but then more frantic shouts rang out.

Misr even heard someone chanting Greenhill's name, but unfortunately he didn't know if it was because he couldn't pronounce the words clearly or what, and there were a bunch of Columbus voices in the middle.

After watching two crushing games with Greenhill as the protagonist, Misr Shan had no intention of continuing to watch.

It's not that he doesn't want to cheer up his game characters, but it's really a lackluster opponent, so Mishan has no interest in watching it.

Compared to the situation when the fight club first appeared in the game, almost any race, even demons, now most of them are human warriors, and a few alien races, that is, members of the alliance of dwarven dwarf elves.

The appearance of a pandaren warrior monk surprised Mishan a little, but it was a pity that this pandaren warrior monk surnamed Cen only let Greenhill use his weapon.

Mi Shan, who couldn't find where the panda man went, sat at the very edge a little boredly, not perceiving a subtle gaze that looked at him for a long time.

"Is this the human?" In the VIP room, a "human" woman with a black shoulder-length hairstyle and a beautiful mole in the corner of her eye withdrew her gaze at Mishan.

"Yes, Lord Count." The squire beside the countess said.

"Interesting humans, interesting subordinates." Countess Presto, who was apparently the little black dragon mentioned by Misr and Greenhill earlier, took a sip of a cocktail that was bright and bloody.

"Need it...... don't you need it," the attendant gestured with a knife cut.

"Don't make any mistakes, my father's plan is what matters."