Brutal! Pei Yan couldn't think of any other word to describe this battle. The ground beneath the two fighters had long been unrecognizable, with overturned soil stained with large patches of blood and flesh, most of which originated from Elder Lin.

Now not just Pei Yan, but everyone present could see that Elder Lin was inferior to Friedrich in terms of speed, strength, and reaction. Yet this was not the most despairing part! The most despairing part was that Friedrich's power seemed to be growing endlessly, rapidly increasing during their exchanges.

The only aspect in which Elder Lin far surpassed the opponent was his almost perverse self-healing ability. Besides Zheng Jia Ru, Pei Yan had never seen anyone recover so quickly, not even Bals, who had fused Blood Race abilities, could compare.

His fractured arm and collapsed chest cavity almost healed at the moment they were damaged, all while he had to fend off the enemy's barrage of attacks.

"Old man, I acknowledge your strength!" During their exchange, Friedrich nodded at Elder Lin's arm that had once again been restored and the milky white glow covering his body and said in a deep voice, "Even when forced to this point, you still insist on covering your entire body with inner energy to prevent my deadly aura from invading. That makes you stronger than that young punk!"

Feeling triumphant, Friedrich spread his arms arrogantly and said, "But how long can you keep defending?" He then looked down at his own hands, eyes filled with indulgence and fascination, and said, "Now I don't need to hide anything from you. Every higher Demon Race member undergoes a complete Demon God Transformation, pushing a certain bodily function to the extreme. For me, it's strength! Perhaps your blasphemous actions have enraged the Demon God, and today I am particularly favored by the Demon God. My strength is growing endlessly. I can feel the shackles that have restricted my progression for years loosening!"

He looked up at Elder Lin with a teasing expression and said, "I should thank you! Old man, while I keep getting stronger, you are being consumed. How much longer can you endure this battle? Or will you drop your seniority and let that puppetized brat help you?"

"Why, are you unable to prepare to escape?" Elder Lin picked up scattered fragments from the ground, looking pained, and while slowly wrapping them around his palm, he glanced at Friedrich and said calmly.

"Heh heh, I don't intend to run away now. I think with Buck House joining me, it's still uncertain who will win or lose this battle!"

"Three minutes!"

"What?" Friedrich was perplexed by Elder Lin's cryptic words.

"Hold on for three more minutes."

"Hahaha! You like to boast, you alien!" Friedrich laughed loudly. "In that case, I'll defeat you within three minutes!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Friedrich's figure vanished again, and the sounds of fists cutting through the air echoed from the clearing. The two figures intertwined, and under Friedrich's full force, Elder Lin's situation became even more concerning to Pei Yan. At this point, Elder Lin was almost entirely on the defensive. Besides effectively guarding vital areas like his head and chest, it was hard for him to muster any effective counterattack. His occasional retaliations under such swift attacks were chaotic, powerless, and not aimed at any vital parts of his opponent.

After a series of attacks, Friedrich, exerting all his strength, punched Elder Lin's raised arms, which he used to protect his head. Boom! With a muffled rumble, Elder Lin was launched far into the air with a shockwave, crashing directly into the stands, causing an uproar among the Demon Races watching from within.

Seeing Elder Lin, covered in blood with broken arms after crashing into tables and chairs, the expressions of the people in the stands varied. The young ones from the Investigation Department glared with resentment and concern, eager to rush out and fight Friedrich, while most of the Demon Race inside looked on with disdain and scorn.

"Alas!" Samikina sighed as he watched Friedrich strutting proudly outside the stands toward Pei Yan, then looked at Elder Lin, whose arm wounds were rapidly healing and regrowing, and shook his head helplessly, shifting his gaze toward Buck House's battle.

"Shitang Longsi, it was you who seduced that foolish woman of the Kataraga Autonomous Territory to carry out this plan! My thousand troops' lives! Today, I will let you experience endless suffering and repay it a hundredfold!" Friedrich turned around, clenched his fists, and stepped slowly toward Pei Yan, who was watching the fight.

"Hey! Is this really okay? To abandon an unfinished fight and come looking for me!" Pei Yan said, turning his head to look behind Friedrich.

"Damn it, this troublesome guy!" Friedrich cursed and turned back, indeed seeing Elder Lin standing behind him again. He rolled his eyes impatiently and said, "Old man, wouldn't it be better to just lie there and play dead? Why seek trouble and hardship?"

Seeing Friedrich slowly turning to attack him, Elder Lin casually pulled out an Investigation Department jacket from his storage ring, covered himself with it, sat down on the ground, and waved him off with a sigh, "The three minutes are over. I'm too old to keep fighting! Lad, handle the rest of the battle for me." Then he touched his surroundings and grinned, "Do you have any cigarettes?"

"Elder Lin, your wife doesn't let you smoke, does she?" Pei Yan said, but still pulled out a sealed pack of cigarettes from his storage ring along with a lighter and tossed it over.

"Alright!" Elder Lin caught the cigarettes with one hand, unsealed them, tossed one into his mouth, and muttered, "That's in the world; here, the old woman can't control me. It's been a long time since I fought this intensely; I'm craving a smoke."

Seeing the two ignoring him completely, Friedrich's anger rose, and he snorted, "Inexplicable!"

He then took big steps toward Elder Lin, but Pei Yan's voice came from behind, "Didn't you hear the old man say it? Your next opponent is me!"

"Get lost!"

In his fury, Friedrich turned and punched, meeting Pei Yan's fist with a bang! Their fists collided mid-air, blood splattering!

Both Pei Yan and Friedrich were momentarily stunned. A moment later, a piercing scream burst from Friedrich's mouth.

Pei Yan stood dumbfounded at the sight of Friedrich's broken right arm. Facing the formidable Friedrich, Pei Yan indeed threw a full-power punch. According to his calculations, their strengths should have been equal, not far off. He had prepared all measures for a tough fight, but who could have expected that with one punch, he'd break the opponent's arm?