Dominate the Super Bowl

Chapter 348: 347 launch the attack



The world, silent.

In the Old Oak Tavern, West and Anderson, in the hospital lobby, Berry, in the live broadcasting room, Pash, in the studio, Lawson and Bart, in the Atlanta Hotel, Jacobs and Clark, and the millions of fans at Arrowhead Stadium—

Not a sound.

All held their breath.

Even Provo was no exception.

After being kicked out of the Old Oak Tavern, Provo didn't go far; he returned to his car and turned on the car radio to listen to the broadcast.

On, off; on again, off again.

Ultimately, he couldn't control himself. He turned on the radio, covered his ears with his hands, stared ahead, and caught the sound from the gaps, listening quietly as the waves flowed amid the noise of his heartbeat and boiling blood. The whole world stopped spinning with it.

Then, all the noise vanished, leaving only the passionate commentary burning through the airwaves.

An unexpected move—faced with a playoff elimination, a do-or-die shot, the Kansas City Chiefs didn't opt to pass but to run the ball instead.

Even though the Chief's ground game ranked first this season and even though Li Wei's excellent performance had earned him a spot in the regular season MVP discussions, this was the playoffs, this was a do-or-die moment, this was Reed's team known for its passing offense—

Yet, they chose to run. Continue reading at My Virtual Library Empire

Or more precisely, compared to Smith, Reed chose Li Wei.

Another surprise—Edgerunner Li Wei abandoned his forte of wing advancement and opted for a central breakthrough.

Even though Li Wei had crafted countless miracles this season and no one could treat him as a rookie, his nickname as "rookie" ironically became a praise. But truth be told, his strengths were speed, change of direction, and agility. He and Henry were two distinctly different types of running back.

Choosing the middle?

Really not thinking straight?

During the breath-stopping, critical moments, one surprise followed another so rapidly that the audience's brains had stopped functioning, unable to keep up with the changes, simply giving up on thinking and staring unblinkingly at the big screen, holding their breath, watching the red flame hurtling into the storm.

Jurrell Casey, a defensive end, although his personal ability couldn't compare with Houston Texans' Watt, Oakland Raiders' Mark, or Los Angeles Rams' Donald, and his career lacked commendable battles, the only thing noteworthy was his consecutive selection for the Pro Bowl over the last two seasons.

However!

This season, it was precisely because of Casey's resilient performance in critical moments, teamed up with spearhead Sylvester Williams and linebacker Orakpo, that constructed the Tennessee Titans' first line of counterattack, helping the team clinch a spot in the playoffs.

Low profile doesn't mean lack of excellence.

Right now, just like that.

Instantaneously, Casey captured that fleet of red flames, reacting in a flash, attempting to break free from his designated blocker to intercept Li Wei.

But!

A figure, Bryan Whitman, Kansas City Chief's starting left guard, stood his ground, blocking the way.

One positioning move. It was that simple.

Casey's attempt to dash toward Li Wei was effectively blocked, and though he completely ignored Whitman, desperately reaching out his right hand, it was futile.

Slap.

A swing and a miss.

Casey just watched helplessly as Li Wei burst through the gap between him and Williams—

Kansas City Chiefs, a premeditated plan.

Originally, the Tennessee Titans maintained a "3-4" defense formation, with only three defensive line members; now, to guard against the Chief's passing offense, especially near the sidelines, the entire defense formation slightly spread to either side, scattering the central heavy guard.

Moreover, after a season's gestation, everyone formed a fixed impression of Li Wei: a wing killer.

Like Orakpo, when other players noticed Li Wei with the ball, their subconscious first reaction was to move toward the wings, not the middle.

Inertia in thinking, potentially harmful.

They completely forgot that in the game against the Pittsburgh Steelers, the first time Li Wei acted as a wide receiver catching the ball, it was his break from the middle that thrust him into the end zone.

Premeditation, strategy, layout.

On the surface, this seemed a risky choice; but behind the tactic was a well-calculated, ambitious plan.

One step!

Two steps!

Li Wei, with ballet steps reminiscent of the Four Little Swans and with the aid of his offensive line teammates, gracefully leapt past the defensive line, escaping to safety.

Was that all?

No.

Casey refused to surrender, erupting with incredible energy at the last moment and incredibly shaking off Whitman, lunging towards Li Wei's back.

Although Casey's steps were a bit slow, missing the tackle; his hands fully extended, fiercely striking Li Wei's back.

Ah!

Uh!

One sound was Casey's burst, the other was Li Wei's grunt, and the two figures passed by each other.

Li Wei hadn't yet steadied himself, let alone taken steps to accelerate, when his balance was disrupted, sending him stumbling forward.

Disaster!

Right ahead, Li Wei immediately noticed the figure of number ninety-eight of the Tennessee Titans—

Orakpo.

Li Wei feinted a move, causing Orakpo's start to lag slightly.

On the back foot, Casey's fierce strike broke Li Wei's balance, buying Orakpo time to recover.

In such a back-and-forth, the two collided head-on.

"Li Wei VS Orakpo."

This wasn't all.

Merely half a beat slower, which was the difference of a hair's breadth, another linebacker, Avery Williamson, also reacted and charged forward.

His response was very timely.

In an extreme and dangerous situation, Li Wei became even calmer.

He chose to break through the center. Despite feinting a move and avoiding the heavily guarded wings, the Tennessee Titans' short pass defense was indeed impenetrable; with the first wave of defense, followed by a second and a third wave quickly surrounding him as if he were in the Red Zone.

Naturally, before this offensive push began, Li Wei had already anticipated this possibility.

No panic. No flinch.

As he adjusted his steps and assessed the situation, Li Wei read quickly, trying to find the best breakthrough opportunity.

It was now that the real test of Li Wei's footwork and agility came, where the space to maneuver was only about two to three yards in radius, surrounded by people on all sides. How to break through the dense crowd became the most important and severe test of the season.

Opportunity!

Li Wei noticed Orakpo attempting to launch an attack, revealing a flaw. He immediately pulled to the right, trying to drag Orakpo along, then feinted a move, pulling back to the left and rammed into Williamson, executing a simple and clean 'wall-breaking' maneuver.

But it was a trap!

While Li Wei was calculating against Orakpo, Orakpo was also calculating against Li Wei.

Orakpo knew Li Wei's agility and starting speed. In the blink of an eye, he didn't choose to wait passively but took a bold and risky initiative, deliberately revealing a flaw.

It was merely a breath's moment.

Orakpo acted first, stamping his foot, leaping, and lunging—

Tackle!

Caught him, Orakpo accurately tackled Li Wei around the waist.

Got him!


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