Dominate the Super Bowl-Chapter 1172 - 1171: London Night

Crash, tackle, intercept, chase.

The clash of strength and speed, the tug-of-war of skill and timing, the twists and turns that are beyond imagination, bringing out the charm of football in full display.

Seeing the Los Angeles Chargers finally gain some advantage on defense, the relentless pressure from the defensive front eventually created a small opening.

First, Bosa with the crash, followed by a double tackle, and then a secondary interception.

Layer upon layer, like a Heavenly Net, Li Wei was struggling alone and about to collapse, coming close to halting the push at least twice, yet unbelievably carved out a bloody path, turning the crisis of being stopped behind the line into a deadly 45-yard dash for a touchdown, leaving chaos in his wake.

Sometimes like a Matador, sometimes like a bull.

Sometimes firm as a rock, sometimes as graceful as a startled swan.

That flash of red number twenty-three, cutting off the breath of the entire field.

Watching this scene in speechless amazement, hearts pounding like drums but unable to speak, the shock and impact seeping into the soul causing a slight tremble.

Though having seen it more than once on the TV screen, witnessing the entire process up close is an entirely different feeling, a tingling sensation shooting up from the soles of the feet, passing through every nook and cranny of the body, finally spreading through the scalp, making the heart tremble uncontrollably.

The top of the head, directly opening up.

Wembley, having witnessed countless classics, legends, and historic moments, people were mentally prepared and full of expectation for a thrilling battle, yet still, in less than three minutes of the opening, fell into a state of shock, with an impulse to pay tribute.

Then, standing in the end zone, Li Wei, so effortlessly and gracefully.

He shouted, "Kevin!"

That shout was exceptionally loud in the otherwise silent Wembley Stadium.

However, no one understood what was happening, looking at each other in confusion.

Kevin, who? A player from the Kansas City Chiefs?

In the stands, Adam Lee was stirred up, suddenly standing up, imitating Li Wei’s action and joining in the shout.

"Kevin!"

Beside him, Andrew finally understood, unable to believe his eyes:

Was Li Wei just talking trash to Rivers in that manner?

Such... humor, a kind of nonsensical style that the British love.

Andrew now could be sure that the British would like Li Wei.

The next second, Wembley finally reacted—

Hahaha!

Laughter like thunder, rolling back and forth.

The live stream simply couldn’t believe that after such a wonderful and brilliant touchdown, there was such a black humor ending?

Wembley, roaring with laughter.

This scene was absolutely unprecedented.

Gradually, people caught on, not just Wembley, even the audience watching the live broadcast on TV wasn’t an exception.

In the Old Oak Tavern, Carter was also imitating Li Wei.

"Next time, when Rivers comes to Arrowhead Stadium, we’ll all make faces collectively, and the stands will be filled with everyone shouting Kevin."

Felix imagined the scene and burst out laughing.

The entire field, a cacophony.

Then, Adam’s small figure stood in the vast stands of Wembley, he could see Li Wei’s gaze—

He was very sure and certain, Li Wei saw him.

Because Li Wei pointed at him with his index and middle fingers together, making that signature face-slapping motion again, but this time, instead of shouting Kevin, he shouted "Adam," his smile fully blooming.

This made the corners of Adam’s mouth involuntarily rise as well. ƒreewebηoveℓ.com

The broadcast camera also managed to find Adam in the crowd.

"It seems that our professor’s first touchdown is dedicated to the survivor Adam Lee, who narrowly escaped injury two days ago in the Wembley crush incident!"

Adam stood on the seat, raising his hands high, shouting with all his might.

"He is here, he is there, he is everywhere, he is the Edgerunner, Li Wei Li Wei Li Wei!"

Yelling and shouting, more and more fans joined in, once again ringing out that sweeping anthem of the League over Wembley, igniting the fighting spirit, instantly transforming Wembley into Arrowhead Stadium, conquering this land.

Heatwaves, rolling and surging, invaded the VIP boxes, igniting the entire stadium.

Taylor Swift also felt this wave of frenzy without exception.

But obviously, this was her first time watching a football game live, not to mention the rules of football, she didn’t even fully understand what this sport was about, she just watched the scene before her, struck with awe—

A pure visual enjoyment, even if you don’t understand the game rules, it doesn’t matter, your eyes naturally follow that figure spanning the entire field, heart pounding faster and faster, until it’s on the verge of explosion.

"What? I mean, how did he manage it?" Swift turned her head to look at Ariana, her expression and cheeks full of confusion.

Ariana spread her hands, "I have no idea." Then she laughed heartily, "But does it matter?"

After saying that, without hesitation and without delay, Ariana raised her hands high and started cheering.

Swift: ??? What should she do?

Ariana understood, turned to look at her friend, singing loudly, and Swift, bewildered and confused, joined in the singing.

Slowly, slowly, did it actually become smooth?

"He is here, he is there, he is everywhere, he is the Edgerunner, Li Wei Li Wei Li Wei."

Once, and again, the whole world erupted like a volcano with unbelievable energy.

The night-shrouded London, this is just another ordinary night, a night without football games doesn’t seem special; however, a football pub not overcrowded suddenly erupted with astonishing energy, an earth-shaking roar bursting forth.

Comparable to the heatwave of a "London Derby" igniting the colorful nightscape of the city, sparks spreading like wildfire, the dark blue night sky above the city was infiltrated by this frenzy, emanating a gorgeous peacock blue, and passers-by couldn’t help but pause to listen, the hoarse shouting becoming clearer and clearer.

Ah, London Bowl!

In an instant, tens of thousands of eyes turned towards Wembley.

This night without football started becoming different.

Swift laughed especially happily, that kind of joy and excitement burning in her blood, temporarily forgetting everything else, just immersing herself in it.

"Just like a concert." Swift shouted to Ariana.

Ariana also nodded continuously, unable to stop smiling, "Yes, just like a concert."

Roaring, heatwave, Wembley’s world plunged into Li Wei’s fervor.

However, for the Los Angeles Chargers, this was not good news.

Joey Bosa slammed the ground in frustration, they had already caught Li Wei, more than once, but all opportunities slipped through their fingers, watching Li Wei once again perform a miraculous escape, even charging into the end zone, clutching the Los Angeles Chargers by the throat.

Damn it!

But Bosa didn’t dwell in frustration, instead, he jumped up, shouting at the defensive group players.

"Screw Li Wei!"

The others were stunned, then one by one fiercely joined in cursing.

"Screw Li Wei."

Li Wei: Achoo!

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