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In truth, given Long Xiaoyao's strength, if he went all out, even if he could not kill the two before him, seriously wounding and driving them back would not have been difficult.

The gap between a Limit Douluo and a rank-98 Super Douluo was enormous.

However, Long Xiaoyao had his own reservations.

He had never wanted to risk his life for the Holy Spirit Cult. How many years had he been famous?

It could be said that he was the soul master of the highest seniority in the world today.

Yet now, he had to risk his life for a pack of Evil Soul Masters. How could he possibly accept that in his heart?

Becoming the lackey of Evil Soul Masters and even helping the Sun Moon Empire deal with his own homeland did not sit well with Long Xiaoyao either.

It was practically the textbook example of ruining one's reputation in old age.

For that very reason, the two rank-98 Super Douluos were able to fight Long Xiaoyao to this extent.

After all, Long Xiaoyao was not some hotheaded youth who had just reached rank 99. Like Mu En, he had immersed himself in the rank-99 realm for a long time and had already taken another step forward.

He was just going through the motions with them. Could he really beat these two old fellows to death?

Thus, although the three battled fiercely in the sky, it was not truly a life-or-death struggle.

The three of them, the strongest combatants on each side, had essentially canceled one another out.

No matter who won or lost below, they could not interfere, nor were they able to.

At this moment, aside from Long Xiaoyao's battle with the other two, the fighting elsewhere had also entered its most intense stage.

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