Dominate the Super Bowl-Chapter 723 - : 722 Sick Cat Home Court

Chapter 723: 722 Sick Cat Home Court

Ah, ah, ah!

Annie’s eyes widened as she raised her arms high and cheered silently with her mouth wide open, her heart soaring as if it could embrace the stormy world, looking at her friends in disbelief.

Felix clenched his fists and waved them vigorously again and again, despite the distance, feeling as though he was fighting alongside the team at this very moment—the passion and vitality burning fiercely.

The moment of decision, a critical juncture.

The Kansas City Chiefs elevated their game, demonstrating their depth in rhythm and intensity, launching a powerful attack on both offense and defense, stunning the Seattle Seahawks with a combination of blows.

Carroll: “Wait a minute, what…what just happened? What happened just now?”

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Just moments ago, the two teams were in an indistinguishably fierce battle, but in the blink of an eye, the situation was overturned and a gap was created, leaving Carroll confused.

However, Carroll was no pushover, capable of building the Bombing Corps in Seattle and almost establishing a dynasty; he certainly had his capabilities.

In a crisis, Carroll steadied himself and once again prepared his strategy—

The game wasn’t over yet, as long as the Seattle Seahawks’ defensive group could block the next wave of attack from the Chieftains, and then Wilson could take the field…

The prerequisite was that the Seattle Seahawks’ defensive group could stop the opponent.

On a screen pass, Mahomes pretended to pass to Watkins on the left but switched to the right at the last moment, with Li Wei and Kelsey running side by side creating a distraction. Li Wei caught the pass and advanced twelve yards under Kelsey’s block.

A quick short pass allowed Kelsey, relying on individual skill along with protection from Li Wei and Watkins, to turn a three-yard pass into an eleven-yard gain.

In a play-action pass, Mahomes quickly released the ball, successfully connecting with Watkins who, after a series of maneuvers, astonishingly advanced ten yards amidst the relentless waves of the Seahawks’ secondary defense.

Rhythm was key.

Originally, with the Chiefs leading and little more than three minutes left in the game, Reed should have slowed down the pace, used Li Wei’s ground attacks to run down the clock, and looked for opportunities to surprise with a pass. This would have been the standard strategy.

Furthermore, with Reed’s intelligence, it wasn’t hard to gauge the situation for the Chiefs—they aimed to secure a ranking in the American League without risking an all-out battle. Since they had already secured a playoff spot, there was no need to expend too much effort here.

All these reasons combined made the strategic choice at this moment extremely clear and simple.

Carroll’s mind was working furiously, ready to capitalize on the Chiefs’ mentality. The Seahawks would apply pressure at the front, aiming to disrupt the rhythm of Mahomes and Li Wei, as the defensive group swiftly secured an out.

Unexpectedly, the Chiefs, flouting convention, overturned their strategy, not only refraining from a conservative wait-and-see approach but also moving into fast mode. They seized the opportunity created by the Seahawks’ eagerness to apply pressure and imbalance in formation, breaking through with successive short passes.

It was clear to see that the Seahawks’ defensive alignment was in complete disarray.

Then, the play-action run.

Mahomes finally truly handed the football into Li Wei’s arms, opting for a ground attack as the Chiefs “followed the will of the people.”

Wagner: “Well done, I’ve been waiting for this!”

Wagner resisted the urge to rush, forced himself to calm down, and followed Li Wei’s every horizontal move closely, lowering his center of gravity.

Then, he made a cut, closing in.

Just as Li Wei’s steps crossed the kickoff line, Wagner made his move, cutting inward, crab-like with arms spread, blocking Li Wei’s path.

This time, Wagner was prepared and positioned perfectly on the path.

Li Wei and Wagner were about to collide.

Li Wei shifted to the right.

Wagner: “Heh, anticipated that, just waiting for your move.”

Li Wei then shifted to the left.

Wagner: “Nice try, kid. I’ve already figured out your little tricks. I let you fake me out a few times before because I was careless, but if it happens again, it’s because I’m stupid.”

Then, Li Wei shifted to the right for the third consecutive time.

But by then, Wagner was no longer giving chances. Seeing Li Wei’s continuous swaying left and right also led to a problem of lethargy; his speed noticeably couldn’t keep up. Wagner refused to be led by the nose any longer, switching from passive to active.

A step forward, a lunge, and a tackle.

Just as he waited for Li Wei to return to the center line, not letting Li Wei continue swaying to the right, Wagner had already preemptively completed the tackling movement.

Caught him!

Feeling the strength in his arms, Wagner delightedly thought, “Got you!”

At that moment, that swath of red jersey magnified in his pupils.

Wagner assumed he had successfully tackled, so he didn’t notice the increase in speed, and just as he wondered why it had been so easy, Li Wei crashed into his embrace—

Face-to-face, stepping forward.

A full embrace.

Wagner: Hmph.

The direct clash of power made Wagner’s chest feel tight, muscles paralyzed, body stiffened, the grunt getting stuck in his throat before he could make a sound.

The next second, Li Wei took half a step forward.

Just a small half-step, yet Wagner’s balance had already dramatically collapsed.

Following closely, Li Wei, brushing against Wagner’s not fully collapsed body, turned counterclockwise.

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Three hundred and sixty degrees.

Li Wei and Wagner swapped places, Wagner was left behind, and Li Wei broke through.

Briefly crossing each other, Wagner and Li Wei’s gazes collided shortly amidst the fierce storm.

Wagner could clearly see the slight upward tilt of Li Wei’s smile: Sorry, I’m moving ahead.

Wagner’s chest felt like it had been struck by a heavy hammer, his body leaning back, as he helplessly watched Li Wei stride away, the number twenty-three red figure receding in the distance.

Stomping the ground, accelerating, sprinting.

Li Wei was like a storm, roaring majestically through the entire CenturyLink Field.

Under the watchful eyes of thousands, that red hurricane shook off its tail with absolute speed, and neatly, while sandwiched between two safeties, used McDougall like a knight’s shield against the surge, continually moving closer to the sideline.

Just as he seemed about to go out of bounds—

Li Wei instantly accelerated and broke free.

McDougall, his support gone, flew out of the bounds, while Li Wei, riding the wave of swirling dust, continued his mad dash, leaping into the end zone.

Graceful, agile, deadly.

CenturyLink Field, submissive. The devil turned into a scared cat, furious but unable to speak.

“Li Wei!”

“It’s Li Wei again! God, Li Wei makes the Seattle Seahawks’ defensive group look as if they’re made of paper, taking whatever he wants, running wild.”

“Li Wei once again showed top league prowess with a twenty-seven-yard run to the end zone killing the suspense of the match, quiets CenturyLink Field completely.”

“People thought the Kansas City Chiefs were facing another fierce battle, but Li Wei had different plans.”

“An unparalleled performance, a determination to win, Li Wei shown a superior state, twice crushing the Seattle Seahawks’ hope for victory.”

“Two touchdowns, one strikeout, in the last five minutes the Kansas City Chiefs were untouchable, utterly devastating the game.”

“Game over! Declared over prematurely in an inconceivable manner!”