Dominate the Super Bowl-Chapter 828 - 827 Deadly Mistake
Chapter 828: 827 Deadly Mistake
Chapter 828: 827 Deadly Mistake
First and ten, effective quarterback hit. Although Mahomes still managed to get the football out, the force of the hit knocked him off balance, affecting his accuracy. Watkins received the pass but couldn’t advance further.
Second and seven, effective running back tackle. Mahomes’ fake handoff strategy didn’t deceive the New England Patriots. Li Wei barely caught the football before being double-teamed. Despite his determined effort to push forward, he could only make it back to the line of scrimmage.
Third and seven.
The tide was quietly shifting.
The New England Patriots defensive group stopped dwelling on past frustrations and refocused on the moment at hand. Slowly but surely, they brought the game back into balance, establishing effective resistance. The field leveled out, and it was a stalemate once again.
Now, the Kansas City Chiefs faced the challenge of a long third down.
Yet, Reed stayed calm. He didn’t hastily call for a timeout but instead trusted his players and methodically devised a plan.
Inside the pocket, Mahomes and Li Wei were both gasping for air. They exchanged a glance and a small nod, quietly syncing up.
Then, Mahomes snapped the ball.
“Attack!”
Impact occurred instantly, as the New England Patriots stuck to their relentless pass rush strategy.
Success or failure wasn’t the point; the goal was to apply constant pressure, keeping the opposition on edge and waiting for them to show cracks or slip-ups during critical moments.
This time, it was another five-man rush.
But Van Noy immediately noticed that the Kansas City Chiefs offense had made an adjustment—
The entire offensive line was shifting horizontally to the left, pulling the defensive line’s pass rush along with them.
A screen pass?
Not just Van Noy—other defensive players also quickly picked up on the anomaly. Understanding that the defensive line wouldn’t punch through the pocket immediately, they subconsciously turned their focus to the short-pass area.
Kelsey. Hill. Watkins.
All accounted for.
Hill hadn’t utilized his speed to penetrate deep—an unmistakable signal.
The New England Patriots defensive group moved like a storm, swarming toward Kansas City’s passing targets.
But what about Li Wei?
Van Noy realized a blind spot.
He swiftly shifted his focus, feeling a bit tense. In the brief moment he’d looked away, Mahomes might have already completed the screen pass.
Redirecting his gaze forward, Van Noy still couldn’t spot Li Wei. Instead, he saw Mahomes.
Wait, Mahomes?
Mahomes wasn’t moving left along with the offensive line. Instead, he was single-handedly rolling out to the right.
A quarterback leaving the pocket and exposing himself typically signaled two things:
One, setting up for a long pass with a clear field of vision.
Two, running with the ball himself.
Read Option Offense?
Van Noy’s alarm bells went off. Whatever Mahomes’ plan was, this wasn’t a simple screen pass.
Step up, surge forward.
Van Noy exploded into action, accelerating towards Mahomes at full tilt.
With no linemen in his way, there were no obstacles between them. Van Noy unleashed his full speed, shooting toward Mahomes like a cannonball.
Closer.
Even closer.
Just as Van Noy felt a surge of excitement, a figure darted out from behind Mahomes—
A shadow?
Van Noy blinked but didn’t have time to focus. Mahomes casually flicked his wrist, transferring the football.
Damn it.
Van Noy slammed on the brakes, pivoting sharply and attempting to recover in time for a tackle.
However, Mahomes shifted sideways, throwing himself between Van Noy and the action like a mischievous troublemaker sabotaging a lovers’ meeting.
Van Noy lost his footing, slipping to the ground as he watched a figure sprint away.
Number Twenty-Three.
With an unobstructed path ahead, Li Wei had a clear field in front of him, the world entirely open.
Rather than breaking straight forward, he veered off at a forty-five-degree angle, maintaining calculated control over his speed—
Pause. Assess.
The short-pass clash remained tightly contested, with defenders—linebackers, cornerbacks, and a safety charging in—colliding like a tidal wave.
Li Wei searched for an opening, looking to inflict maximum damage.
His steps were light but deliberate.
Without haste, Li Wei crossed the line of scrimmage, gradually approaching midfield. Cornerback Jason McCourty came rushing at him like a ferocious predator.
But!
Li Wei sidestepped twice to the right, leaving McCourty grappling at air, thanks to Kelsey dropping back just in time to disrupt the chase.
The teamwork was seamless.
Then, with a sudden push-off, Li Wei launched himself like an arrow loosed from its bow. In the blink of an eye, both McCourty and Kelsey were left trailing in his wake.
Speed unleashed.
Kansas’ own forty-five-yard line.
The midfield stripe.
New England’s forty-five-yard line.
In mere moments, the field blurred behind Li Wei’s powerful strides. His footsteps danced along the sideline, leaving nothing but streaked shadows behind as he bolted past the Patriots’ sideline players.
Before anyone could react, the third-and-seven conversion was effortlessly secured.
“Edgerunner!”
“A defensive lapse on New England’s right sideline proves costly.”
“Unbelievable! The Kansas City Chiefs have once again exploded with energy, strategically exposing a weakness and ripping through in this long-yardage situation!”
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Devin McCourty gave it everything he had, even as his knees, calves, ankles, lungs, and every organ in his body screamed in revolt. Igniting his fighting spirit, he charged laterally in pursuit of Li Wei, desperate to make the tackle.
Pushing off, pushing off, pushing off.
Devin McCourty felt like he’d ignited into flames—
Ridiculous!
Humans couldn’t actually catch fire, could they? But that’s exactly how he felt now, throwing himself fully into the chase.
Then, leaping, diving, he hurled his body toward Li Wei.
Split-second timing!
But Li Wei, still sprinting at full speed, displayed an awe-inspiring level of body control. With a nimble spin, he rotated 360 degrees clockwise, sliding past the white hurricane’s edge, perfectly dodging the tackle.
McCourty lost all control and tumbled into the pile of Patriots’ offensive players.
Li Wei spun away elegantly and continued forward without leaving a trace.
The forty-yard line fell behind.
The thirty-five-yard marker was within reach.
One challenge resolved, another arose.
Chung Family, with a calm expression and focused eyes, locked onto Li Wei, choosing not to rush the tackle but instead bide his time and wait for his moment.
Stay calm.
Stay calm!
Then he struck.
Chung Family, just like McCourty, used his body as a weapon, throwing himself at Li Wei with reckless abandon—
Bam!
A direct hit.
Li Wei let out a low grunt, his body briefly defying gravity as he floated upward. But clenching his jaw, planting his center of gravity, and sinking all his strength into his core, he regained balance. Teetering yet grounded, like a kite barely holding onto an invisible string, he pressed forward.
Forward. Forward. Keep moving.
The thirty-five-yard line.
Pushing off.
The thirty-yard line.
Sprinting.
Until he finally lost his footing, flying past the twenty-five-yard line before landing like a gust of wind, the play eventually coming to a close.
Ahhh! Ahhh!
The Edgerunner roared, electrifying Arrowhead Stadium once again.
