World's Strongest Martial Warrior

Peter Parker and the others started looking for inns. They were going to rest in the Black Dragon City for the night.    

Perhaps it was because the Martial Arts Competition of the three sects was about to be held, but the number of people in the Black Dragon City had increased significantly.    

Peter Parker and the others looked for several inns in a row. Almost all of them were full.    

After a while.    

Peter Parker and the others arrived at an inn called Fresh Breeze House.    

"Shopkeeper, do you have any more rooms here?"    

Peter Parker walked straight to the counter and asked the middle-aged shopkeeper.    

The middle-aged shopkeeper raised his head to Peter Parker and the others and said with a smile. "Dear guests, your luck is not bad. We just happen to have two guests who checked out their rooms."    

"We want these two rooms."    

Yue Mu Ling's pretty eyes lit up slightly when she heard the shopkeeper's words. She hurriedly said.    

Almost all the inns in the Black Dragon City were full. If they missed these two rooms, they would have to sleep on the streets.    

"Okay. Please come with me."    

The middle-aged shopkeeper nodded and was about to take Peter Parker and the others upstairs.    

"Wait a minute!"    

"Shopkeeper, we want these two rooms!"    

Just as Peter Parker and the others were about to go upstairs, a faint voice suddenly sounded from the inn's door.    

Peter Parker frowned.    

He turned his head and looked in the direction of the voice. He saw four young men wearing white cloud patterned robes with an inverted sword-shaped mark embroidered on their chests striding in from the door.    

The one leading them was about twenty years old.    

His eyebrows were like swords, his eyes were as sharp as swords, and his entire body emitted an aura that no one dared to look at.    

"People from the Divine Sword Sect!"    

Seeing the four uninvited guests entering the inn, Liu Qin and the others' pretty faces couldn't help but change slightly.    

"I'm sorry, the last two rooms of the store have already been chosen by them. Please find another place."    

The middle-aged shopkeeper looked at the four youths walking in and couldn't help but apologetically say.    

"They haven't checked in yet. Just let them give us the rooms. We can pay double the price."    

The young man with sharp eyebrows said as if he was talking about a trivial matter.    

"This..."    

The middle-aged shopkeeper immediately revealed a troubled expression.    

"What is this? Didn't you hear what our Senior Brother Luo said? Why aren't you letting them get out?"    

Seeing the middle-aged shopkeeper's troubled expression, a skinny young man behind the young man with sword-shaped eyebrows also stood out and shouted impatiently at the middle-aged shopkeeper.    

"Friends, these two rooms are the ones that we took a fancy to first. It seems that the ones who should get out should be you."    

Peter Parker frowned and a trace of displeasure appeared in his eyes.    

"I think it's better for you guys to get out. Since I have already said that I want these two rooms, these two rooms are destined to only belong to me."    

The young man with sword-shaped eyebrows looked down at Peter Parker with an arrogant expression.    

"Is that so?"    

Peter Parker smiled coldly and said in a competing manner, "The thing that I like is not something that any Tom, Dick or Harry can get their hands on!"    

"Kid, who the f * ck are you scolding?"    

"How dare you be so arrogant in front of our Senior Brother Luo? I think you must be tired of living. Die now!"    

That skinny youth was instantly enraged.    

Before the sword-shaped young man could say anything, he waved his sword and thrust it towards Peter Parker's forehead.    

"Get lost!"    

Peter Parker's expression was cold as he spat out a cold word.    

In the next moment...    

The skinny young man's heart trembled. He spat out a mouthful of blood, and his body was sent flying like a kite with a broken string.