Dominate the Super Bowl-Chapter 1072 - 1071 Calculate One More Step

In an instant, the game became tense all around, both sides choosing to exert their forces simultaneously. O’Brien and Reed each strategized to outwit the other, creating a slightly chaotic scene, as if a thousand troops were interwoven together.

In such critical moments, the focus often lies in the details.

Reed was particularly vigilant, focusing not just on the receiver but also on the offensive line; the pocket protection had to be in place.

All five offensive line players closed in, like a retracted umbrella, they guarded Mahomes inside with the stance of a mushroom shield.

Bam!

Bam bam bam!

Collisions happened instantly, one after another.

It was evident now that the Houston Texans’ defensive group stepped up fully, applying continuous pressure like a force breaking through bamboo; yet the Kansas City Chiefs’ offensive line retreated a step early, lowered their center of gravity, and withstood the impact.

Amidst the fierce collisions, the Kansas City Chiefs’ pocket was teetering on the verge of collapse, but still impressively resilient against the impact.

Watt: Not good.

As a defensive end, Watt stood right at the frontline, first to notice the change in the offensive line. He didn’t have time to scrutinize, as his attention was fully on Li Wei, his steps resolutely charging forward.

However, experience and instinct sounded an alarm—

The situation the defensive group was facing might not be exactly as imagined.

In the ever-changing game, Watt had to trust his instincts. This beast-like intuition often helped him make correct judgments and choices in milliseconds, as any hesitation could lead to drastically different results.

And now, it was the same—

Watt did not hesitate; on the contrary, he was more determined and decisive, charging towards Li Wei with the ferocity of a tiger descending the mountain.

Strength, this was Watt’s advantage.

Though his stamina was depleted now, Watt still ignited his small universe in an instant, preparing to break through Li Wei with absolute force and then cut into the pocket.

Watt knew the Houston Texans had chosen a six-man blitz this time. But this also meant the Houston Texans were going all-in, concentrating their efforts entirely on the pocket. They had to effectively impact or even sack Mahomes, otherwise the situation would be dangerous.

Yet now, instinct sounded an alarm, as it seemed the Kansas City Chiefs’ pocket protection was already prepared, which meant the Houston Texans’ strategy might fail, so Watt needed to provide backup support.

No hesitation, no delay, pressure must be applied to Mahomes immediately.

Pushing off the ground, stepping up, and dashing forward.

Watt exploded with incredible energy, stepping up with full force, with his eyes locked fiercely on Li Wei.

Directly opposite, Li Wei was also coming towards him, the doubling of speeds made them quickly close in, about to collide head-on—

"Strength VS Strength."

Although Li Wei could now confront most of the league’s top defensive ends, this was still not the same level of contest with Watt.

However, the speed was too fast, and it seemed Li Wei couldn’t avoid it.

A tragedy was unfolding right in front.

Watt transformed into a bullet, crashing in full speed, without any hesitation, turning his side to slam.

Bam.

The collision occurred.

In the blink of an eye, Li Wei took a lateral half-step to adjust his position.

Unfortunately, Watt’s sudden acceleration disrupted Li Wei’s plan, and Watt still solidly crashed into Li Wei’s left shoulder, releasing overwhelming force instantaneously, even though Li Wei shifted position, his balance was broken.

The next second, Li Wei lost his balance.

But Li Wei spun around, like a spinning top.

Although his plan was disrupted, Li Wei was prepared, rotating with the force after sidestepping, the overwhelming power made him stumble and spin, his balance seemed caught in a hurricane, staggering counterclockwise, his feet trying to gain traction amid the bumps to control his body.

Three hundred and sixty degrees.

Seven hundred and twenty degrees.

One circle after another.

Watt: ?

Watt immediately noticed Li Wei’s movement, instantly realizing the trap—

Displacement. Using force. Spinning. Evasion.

This was Li Wei’s signature ability. Relying on his agility and balance, he could always plant his feet amid chaos, then break away from tackles, regaining advancement space.

Now, Li Wei’s move was about evasion.

So Li Wei wasn’t planning to confront Watt but chose evasion?

This was the first time since the second half that the Kansas City Chiefs returned without warning to their most adept, most conventional offensive strategy, what’s going on?

In the blink of an eye, Watt’s heart tightened, realizing it was a match of wits between two head coaches. He didn’t have time to continue hesitating.

Mahomes.

Watt had only one target: Mahomes.

No matter what the Kansas City Chiefs’ strategy was, now Li Wei and Damien were out of the picture, the football was in Mahomes’ hands, the key was this young quarterback.

"Quick, JJ, quick!"

Watt ignited completely. Despite every muscle in his body protesting, he didn’t care, with only Mahomes’ figure in his mind and eyes.

Pushing off, pushing off, pushing off ahhhhh!

Watt erupted.

Mahomes stood in the pocket, continuously retreating, actively opening up space.

However, this wasn’t enough. The Houston Texans’ defensive group came pressing overwhelmingly.

Despite the Kansas City Chiefs’ pocket being entirely closed and resiliently withstanding the first wave of impact, the Houston Texans still relentlessly pressed on.

Rolling thunder chased persistently.

Mahomes’ steps kept retreating in the storm, in a blink, seeing Watt like a sweeping storm rushing towards him.

An airwave smashed down overwhelmingly.

Mahomes’ heart tightened, the fear of being relentlessly pursued by Watt in today’s game gripped his heart, the air pressure surging from all directions left him no escape, completely locking onto him.

In a critical moment, just as Watt was about to pounce like a wolf or a tiger.

Mahomes steadied on his back heel, concentrating all his strength there, forcibly stabilizing himself.

Without pushing off, just with an in-place turn, his right arm lightly swung, flicking with wrist strength, in the shaky predicament of continuous retreat, the football escaped his control, just like that, elegantly flying out.

Everything quieted down.

Watt watched helplessly as the football arced over his fingertips, spiraling upward, and in an instant, the world’s noise surged in, instantly drowning him, his heart clamping tight:

Crap.

His body continued its forward inertia.

His head turned back along with the football.

With a twist and a turn, Watt could see Li Wei’s stumbling steps in the tumult, spinning and adjusting, incredibly finding balance amid the chaos, extending both hands, leaning back, baring his chest as a protective net, and controlling the area with his arms.

Then, the football quietly fell into Li Wei’s embrace.

Pretend long pass, a feint.

Quick short pass, mislead with a diversion.

Finally, a five-yard short pass, a smooth connection.

Li Wei continued to stagger back, a smile emerging under his sweat-soaked helmet, his eyes extraordinarily bright, this advancement—

Was not over.

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