After missing the first blow, Hendrix didn't stop at all. He went straight for the throat, falling into close combat as if he were afraid that Felix would continue to attack him with soul techniques.

However, Hendrix guessed wrong. Felix didn't dodge the second blow. Instead, he raised his right hand, extended his index finger, and pressed it against Hendrix's fist.

"This is for when you allowed me to save Helen. If you continue to fight, I won't be too polite anymore," Felix said.

Hendrix was stunned. He knew how strong his punch was; most people couldn't take it. However, Felix not only took it but also used only one finger, leaving Hendrix at a loss for words.

Clearly, Felix was only a Nebular Realm fighter, but why was their strength gap so big?

A bitter smile spread across Hendrix's face, and his throat closed up. Still, he said, "I surrender."

His life was precious, and he didn't harbor any ill will toward Felix, so why would he continue to fight? After all, from what wa