Dominate the Super Bowl-Chapter 383 382 Go crazy together

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Huh.

Li Wei exhaled gently, straightened his back, and took in the defensive group's formation before him. The strategic tussle between the two teams reached its climax at this moment, with the air almost congealing in suspense, as if time itself had frozen.

On the surface, all was calm.

Underneath, a tempest raged.

At least, judging by the formations, neither the New England Patriots nor the Kansas City Chiefs had made any changes:

The defensive group still stretched out space, leaving the belly open, guarding the three sidelines.

The offensive group still arranged themselves in the Shotgun Formation, ready to unleash their passing attack at full force.

Then, Li Wei slowly bent down—

"Attack!"

Smith announced the kick-off.

Li Wei took a step forward, slightly tucked inward, feigning the stance of a sixth offensive lineman, ready to protect Smith. However, he did not stop moving. With a lateral shimmy, he assumed a posture to charge forward, intending to break through the slot.

At that moment, pressure descended upon them—

A blitz?

The New England Patriots were actually blitzing?

At this critical juncture, Belichick once again revealed his fierce style, selecting to apply pressure with a rush without warning. Employing sheer force to unreasonably disrupt the balance, the five-man rush caused enough trouble within the confrontation at the line.

Pressure, layer upon layer, bore down on them.

Danger!

The Kansas City Chiefs' offensive line clearly hadn't anticipated this, caught completely off guard. The New England Patriots' defensive line truly had the upper hand throughout the game, invoking the dominance of the first half, like a tiger descending the mountain.

The pocket had collapsed.

Just a second before, Smith, who was preparing to make a quick short pass, felt the overwhelming pressure smashing down on him.

In the next second, Smith turned around nonchalantly and tossed the football lightly.

"Li Wei?"

Romo: ???

He admitted that this time, he had completely missed the signs.

He hadn't anticipated that Belichick would choose a blitz, nor had he expected Reed to opt for a running play. Both coaches had deviated from conventional strategies, crafting tactics that bewilderingly disrupted their opponents' arrangements.

Yes, a running play.

Li Wei's feet were still within the pocket, and Smith, facing the pressure, didn't panic. He calmly executed a handoff with Li Wei, a clear indication that this was a planned running play.

Belichick had lost it, Reed had lost it—

Everyone had lost it.

Romo too felt dizzy and disoriented.

"Li Wei with the ball!"

The football, slightly awkward.

In Foxborough, it was nearing midnight, and the temperature continued to drop, noticeably cooler than when the game began. Despite their bodies being locked in intense confrontation, unaware of the impact, environmental factors objectively persisted.

Li Wei hadn't forgotten the unfortunate instances of slipping in the first half, and now the leather texture of the football added to the difficulty of control.

The more desperate the situation became, the more crucial it was to remain calm and steady.

Li Wei didn't rush to start but took two short steps to adjust, making sure he firmly controlled the football before accelerating.

In the brief moment of adjusting his footing, Li Wei could clearly see Defensive End Flyers trying to launch a second attempt to leap forward.

With a push off his left foot, the reactive force propelled his body lightly around Flyers' left hand. After a wide detour, he pulled back in line, staying in the slot—

Because the defensive players were scattered across the sidelines, it was the central belly that was the soft underbelly.

One step, two steps.

Li Wei had already crossed the starting line, easily leaving Flyers behind; a second later, linebacker Van Noy came stumbling forward.

Caught completely off guard, Van Noy, who had been focused on sacking Smith, suddenly realized the football was in Li Wei's hands.

Li Wei, again it was Li Wei.

Van Noy wasn't the only one taken by surprise; another linebacker, Harrison, took note as well.

Almost simultaneously, both men reacted, extracting themselves from the pile of bodies at the line, turning around, initiating their charge with one in front and the other trailing.

Van Noy led the charge.

Holding his breath, Van Noy tensed up, and with just a couple of large strides, he positioned himself perfectly. Li Wei was within reach, at a moment too crucial to miss—

A step forward.

Tackle.

Despite his unstable center of gravity, despite his staggering steps, Van Noy was very determined, his gaze firmly fixed on Li Wei, erupting with a surge of energy from deep within his dantian.

Ah!

However, Li Wei didn't change direction.

Not only did he not change direction, but he also took the initiative to meet the challenge, his left hand shooting straight—

Straight Arm Block.

In the blink of an eye, Li Wei exploded with power, taking a fierce step forward, his body weight fully bearing down on his arm, his power instantly unleashed, crushing down on Van Noy's right shoulder like an overwhelming wave.

Bang!

The direct collision of force against force.

Van Noy let out a muffled grunt: Ugh.

His chest struck by a heavy blow, he didn't even have the chance to resist before his balance was completely toppled.

The next second, the world began to spin.

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His mind, a complete blank.

Li Wei wasn't feeling great either, the fierce recoil hitting him in an instant, but instead of resisting it, he went with the force to change direction, charging toward the right diagonal front.

His steps, faltering.

His center of gravity, swaying.

Amidst the chaos and turbulence, Li Wei clenched his teeth tightly, pushing off the ground repeatedly, using the strength in his waist and abdomen to maintain control of himself in the midst of the storm.

In the corner of his vision, he could see Harrison closing in.

Push off. Push off. Still pushing off.

Ahhhh!

The power, released without reservation, his speed burst forth instantly.

As Harrison saw himself about to touch Li Wei, he dived forward in a flying leap, his arms outstretched trying to grab Li Wei—

He made contact!

But then.

He missed again.

Harrison could only manage to grasp an afterimage, the next second crashing down hard, the surging cold wind enveloping him, to his shock... he had missed.

Damn. Damn damn damn damn damn.

"Li Wei!"

"God, Li Wei."

"One Straight Arm Block, one acceleration to get past, Li Wei seized the opening in the New England Patriots' defensive group and burst out, beautifully breaking free."

"Five yards!"

"Harrison's tackle still affected Li Wei's balance, and yet Li Wei continues to advance, piercing into the opponent's territory like a bayonet."

"Speed!"

"Li Wei pushed his speed to the limit!"

"Ten yards!"

"Whoa! The New England Patriots haven't made the same mistake as the Pittsburgh Steelers, with Chung Family, McCourty, and Gilmore closing in."

"Li Wei didn't resist, going down on his own accord, Reed used their last timeout."

"Beautiful!"

In the commentary booth, Romo couldn't help but slap the table and shout in amazement.

"In such tense and critical moments, the Kansas City Chiefs pull a chestnut out of the fire, stealing fifteen yards with a ground attack, not only completing the Third Gear conversion, but also pushing past the midfield, now they've reached the New England Patriots' thirty-nine-yard line!"

"Yes, they've wasted their last timeout."

"Yes, Smith is still not the best choice for challenging Wanfu Mary."

"But the Kansas City Chiefs' relentless advance breaks the equilibrium, maybe they don't even need to challenge Wanfu Mary, Smith could still lead the team to a touchdown, they've now reached their opponent's thirty-nine-yard mark, they have Li Wei, they have Kelsey, Hill, and Hunter, they possess a young and extraordinarily talented offensive group, anything is possible."

"God, anything is possible!"

Belichick took a gamble, Reed did too.

But in the end, it was Li Wei who used his personal ability to help the Kansas City Chiefs turn the tide, now the New England Patriots' defensive situation was not looking good.

As the victory scales seemed to quietly tilt slightly toward the Kansas City Chiefs, the defending champions once again showed the domineering spirit of the playoffs in crucial moments—

"Third Gear pass incomplete, God, the Kansas City Chiefs are once again pushed to the edge of the cliff."