Dominate the Super Bowl

Chapter 494

Chapter 494: 493 Chiefs Special Chapter 494: 493 Chiefs Special “`

The game was deadlocked and tense, with both physical and mental energy drained to the last.

Whether it was the battle-hardened Revis or Jiang Yin, who was watching the game live for the first time, everyone felt the burning sensation of depleted energy, their heart pounding nonstop, on the verge of exploding, almost unbearable.

The suspense hung in the balance, so much so that everyone watching the game, inside and outside the television, held their breath, their brains a frenzy.

Before they were even aware, their muscles ached from the secretion of lactic acid, and they involuntarily clenched their fists, feeling a damp heat.

Body and spirit alike, completely out of control.

No one was an exception.

However.

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Li Wei was completely relaxed, smiling as if he were sitting in a garden, enjoying tea and sunbathing in the leisure of the afternoon, casually bringing back his focus.

“No confidence, but we will win.”

Inside the wavering determination and willpower, energy burst forth once more.

At some point, Berry, who had been silently observing from a distance, came over to stand beside them.

A thousand words were eventually distilled into a simple gesture, a right fist clenched and pounding against the chest to feel the power of the heart.

Simple, yet forceful.

Then.

Kelsey was the first to respond, straightening up, clenching his fist, and pounding his chest.

Thump, thump.

The awakening beat that pumped the heart, the eyes filled with fighting spirit, fueled by fatigue and tension, flared up.

A single look got Smith going, too, filled with gusto, clenching his fist and pounding his chest.

And then.

Houston.

Revis.@@@@

Hill.

Mahomes.

And so on and so forth.

One by one, the players lifted their heads and thrust out their chests, firmly united together.

He, he, and they, from Berry to Smith, genuinely wanted to win, not to prove themselves, but to enjoy the game, to break through their limits, to challenge the extreme, and even more to fight wholeheartedly to the end without regrets.

Therefore, they would not shrink back or fear; instead, they would stride boldly toward the finish line.

Thump, thump, thump, thump.

The power collided, creating ripples that spread throughout the U.S.

Bank Stadium.

Four defensive linemen and two linebackers, without any hesitation or reservation, went all in, pressuring immediately, a rolling wave of force bearing down on Smith.

Smith’s fingertips had barely felt the leather of the football when the oncoming wave transmitted layers of pressure, heavily pushing downward and backward.

Knees, trembling slightly.

Backpedaling, backpedaling.

Smith clenched his teeth and straightened his knees, retreating continuously, instantly creating distance, but the Eagles’ defensive group indeed showcased the intensity of Red Zone defense, throwing open their arms, ignoring the potential of the Kansas City Chiefs going for the Hail Mary, and releasing all the pressure upfront.

Clearly, the Chiefs were united in their cause, and the Hawks were also determined to win.

Danger!

Smith sounded the alarm, without any hesitation, spun around on the spot, and with a lateral and backward toss, passed the football towards Hunter, who was slanting behind to the left.

Pederson: ?

What kind of tactic is this?

Smith didn’t pass towards the sideline or the end zone but backward to Hunter; so, was it a ground attack or a passing offense?

From any angle, this light toss had no strategic purpose.

Without any warning, the Chiefs seemed to suddenly become stupid and confused.

Even Pederson, as a bystander, couldn’t figure out why for a moment, let alone the players engulfed in the fray, who in the blink of an eye could only react instinctively—

Focus on the ball.

Rip, the pocket broke.

On one side, Safety Corey Graham, who was covering Hunter, quickly stepped forward.

In the center, Defensive End Brandon Graham, who had rushed forward, cut into the pocket.

Both Grahams zeroed in on Hunter.

Hunter, like a rabbit surrounded, seemed to be caught in a dilemma, confused; in the direction of his forward movement, he could see a white tidal wave approaching, while simultaneously feeling it coming from the front right obliquely.

Hunter’s footsteps seemed panicked, darting left and right, lost in direction.

Brandon Graham, delighted, quickly stepped forward, ready to make the capture.

However, Hunter’s gaze collided with Brandon Graham’s eyes, and Graham clearly saw Hunter flash a cunning smile.

What’s going on?

There was no time to think, Hunter had already turned and tossed the football lightly to the right and behind, passing the ball straight out.

Wait, did the football make its way back to Quarterback Smith’s hands?

In a football game, one can only throw forward once; but there are countless opportunities to pass laterally or backward.

Pederson instantly realized: Trick play offense!

The same trick the Chiefs used to achieve the last-minute victory against the Tennessee Titans.

But!

Pederson had no time to catch his breath or react when the next second, he watched in disbelief as a figure burst out from the right, switching places with Smith, and effortlessly, casually cradled the football in his arms—

It was Li Wei.