Dominate the Super Bowl

Chapter 237 Breakthrough after breakthrough at level 236

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A familiar situation unfolded, but clearly, Li Wei had no intention of making the same mistake twice.

He slightly retracted his diagonal sprint, shifting to lateral movement. Watching as Cornerback Mills shook off the entanglement of Kansas City Chiefs Wide Receiver Hill and was rapidly returning to his position, Hill tried to create the illusion of a fake rush and a real pass—his forward charge wasn't halted in time, allowing Mills to break free quickly. He was chasing back, but Mills was clearly getting into position faster.

With one step forward, Mills charged towards Li Wei's position.

Just as he was about to complete the tackle, Mills didn't anticipate Li Wei slamming on the brakes, controlling his body, and pulling back to the left along the lateral axis.

Naturally, Mills was not willing to let his prey escape and launched into a second pursuit.

Then—

Crash.

Mills had barely taken two steps out when he collided with Barnett, who was moving sideways. Both of their centers of gravity wobbled.

Barnett had not noticed Mills at all, his focus on Li Wei, who was returning to the fray and getting ready to intercept, when he was struck off balance. The next second, he saw Li Wei turn into a blur.

With a sidestep and a swift move, Li Wei slipped past Barnett's fingertips.

Heh!

Who could have imagined that all of Li Wei's trouble was for this effect?

Barnett could only watch as Li Wei slipped away from him, right by his side.

Damn, damn, damn, got played! Played like a bull encountering a matador, damn!

But Li Wei didn't have time to bother with Barnett. His mind remained cool, and he immediately saw Linebacker Kendricks and Safety Jenkins closing in; the encirclement was tightening.

In the blink of an eye, Li Wei and Kelsey, who was also within the circle, exchanged a glance.

Actually, during that fleeting moment, it was impossible to see clearly, but after half a year of cooperation, Kelsey seemed to understand Li Wei's intention. Originally set to block Mills, with a turn, he took a step forward without charging, just standing like a barrier in the path of Jenkins, who charged like a tiger descending the mountain.

Jenkins's stride faltered.

Li Wei was already brushing past him, taking advantage of the brief moment Jenkins's center of gravity shifted. He quickly changed direction, dashing at a sixty-degree angle towards the left front.

Jenkins reached out, his hand grazing Li Wei's shoulder, but unable to exert force due to his severe wobble, he could only watch Li Wei slip away.

Immediately after, Li Wei collided head-on with Kendricks, who was half a beat too slow in closing the encirclement.

Without dodging or tricks, Li Wei collided fiercely, face-to-face.

Kendricks: Hmm.

A rush of impact to the chest, breath caught short, Kendricks had no time to wrap his arms around as Li Wei, once again changing direction, broke out to the right.

The path he took was like Zorro's signature, a "Z" shape carved out on the run.

Just as Li Wei seemed to escape to safety, Jenkins once again demonstrated his unparalleled form today. As a Safety, he covered both the short and medium passing zones brilliantly, his expert tackles severing most of the Chiefs' offensive drives in the first half.

This time was no different.

After the bump with Kelsey, Jenkins reacted with great alertness, immediately following the number twenty-three red shadow, taking advantage of the gap during Li Wei's collision with Kendricks to step forward—

Impact.

To disrupt Li Wei's balance.

The next step was to catch up and complete the tackle, bringing Li Wei down on the spot.

Of course, that was the ideal scenario.

Li Wei felt a hit from behind, his center of gravity flying out amid the jostling, but he didn't resist. Going with the force, he burst forward.

Going with the flow.

One big step, two big steps, and then the thirty-five-yard line was within sight.

Incredibly, but in fact, Li Wei's series of evasive moves and directional changes never took him more than ten yards from the start, and it was only through staggering that he barely approached the line for the first down.

We're close now.

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Even closer now.

But Li Wei's back was completely tensed. Although the back of his head didn't have eyes, he could still feel the murderous aura rolling in; he knew Jenkins wouldn't give up.

After all, the path ahead was clear, with only Safety Rodney McLeod as the final barrier.

So.

Push off the ground, lift the leg, high knees.

Li Wei kept his center of gravity high with continuous high knee movements, straightening his spine, tensing his muscles, ready to take the fierce impact.

Heh.

Holding his breath, he felt a massive force slam into him as Jenkins defied gravity and hurled his whole body forward.

A bull's charge!

However, Li Wei, fully on guard amid the collision and jostling, kept lifting his knees high and even used the force to pick up speed amidst the earth-shattering moment.

Push off. Push off. Push off.

Stumbling, staggering, Li Wei unbelievably kept his balance and kept moving forward, then the peripheral vision picked up the white away jerseys of the Philadelphia Eagles on both the left and right sides and directly behind.

They had caught up.

The alarm sounded.

Tramp, tramp, tramp, tramp, tramp, tramp, Li Wei straightened his knees and balanced his center of gravity between the rapid steps and, unbelievably, accelerated into a mad sprint again!

The entire Arrowhead Stadium was taken aback.

Before everyone's eyes, they watched as Li Wei, on the brink of tumbling down, straightened up and sprinted wildly. His footsteps ignited the energy, instantly sparking the long-dormant passion.

The thirty-five-yard line.

The forty-yard line.

The forty-five-yard line.

Bit by bit, the heart soared, thudding unstoppably against the throat, reason burnt to ashes, hearing only the roar in the mind turning into a primal scream.

"Fly!"

The figure wearing the number twenty-three in red, like a wind-chasing youth, sprinted wildly with the wind, his dazzling steps not merely running but flying.

In the blink of an eye, he had crossed the midfield line.

Bart: Ahem.

He almost tumbled out of his chair, eyes wide and speechless at the live TV broadcast, disbelieving what he saw, as ESPN commentator Pash shouted with high excitement at the Arrowhead Stadium.

"Forty-five-yard line!"

"Forty-yard line!"

"McLeod, McLeod is the last line of defense for the Philadelphia Eagles."

Pash's voice cracked as he irrationally vented his excitement, having witnessed Li Wei's growth from the Alabama Crimson Tide Storm Team's intrasquad scrimmage, he knew what this moment meant more than anyone else.

However, Bart's heart was about to explode—

Stop him! McLeod, stop him!

The bustling gaze gathered toward the two figures on the field.

McLeod, an undrafted rookie in 2012 with no standout career performance, conquered the coaching staff with his actual performance in this year's training camp, Pederson appointed him as the starting Safety, and he did indeed perform well in the last game, and today was no different, now shouldering the weight of responsibility.

McLeod, watching Li Wei powerfully closing in at double speed in his pupils, like a cheetah, his whole body exuding an unstoppable murderous aura. Even through the helmet, you could see his eyes firmly locked on him, and his knees began to tremble:

My God!