The enormous changes to the arena left the Zhao State players somewhat terrified.
The most obvious change was in the spectator stands. Most Zhao State players suddenly discovered many unfamiliar faces around them.
Zhang Shendao surveyed his surroundings, his gaze somewhat grave. The players in front of, behind, and beside him were no longer the same ones as before.
"Are you a player from Zhao State?"
The player beside Zhang Shendao sounded curious.
"Are you a Shura Path player?"
Zhang Shendao asked without betraying anything.
The other player smiled and nodded. "Yes, we're all Shura Path players."
He glanced over the stands and said thoughtfully:
"It looks like you Zhao State players aren't as numerous as us."
"Yes, there are quite a lot of you Shura Path players."
Zhang Shendao nodded slightly.
Judging by the changes in the stands, there were clearly more Shura Path players after the two arenas merged.
"From the look of things, your Zhao State District is even worse off than the Great Dream Dynasty District. You'll probably be wiped out in this Martial Way Tournament."
The Shura Path player smiled.
"The penalty for losing is a deduction of 5 Strength and 5 Agility from every player in the district. After that, Zhao State players will basically lose the ability to compete with us Shura Path players."
Hearing this, the nearby Shura Path players all exchanged knowing smiles.
"Not necessarily."
Zhang Shendao took a deep breath and looked at Yang Ling on the platform.
Although the matchmaking mechanism this time was strange, and the Divine Domain might well have assigned the strongest district as Zhao State's opponent,
as long as the tournament rules weren't excessively harsh, the outcome really wasn't certain.
However strong Shura Path was, could it produce someone whose strength rivaled a Second Rank