Dominate the Super Bowl

Chapter 647

Chapter 647: 646 Unrivaled Chapter 647: 646 Unrivaled The unexpected often arrives without any sign or warning, catching people off guard.

And so it was at this moment.

The Cincinnati Bengals had just begun to gain momentum, finally finding some rhythm amidst the chaos and hesitation.

Their smiles had not even had the chance to stretch to their fullest when suddenly, a twist of fate upended the situation, plunging the Cincinnati Bengals into the abyss.

“Fuller!”

“Fuller is on the return, but clearly, the Bengals offense was not prepared, with a noticeably sluggish secondary reaction from the players.”

“Fuller has crossed the kickoff line, Dalton!”

“Andy Dalton is trying to stop Fuller, Dalton has gone all in!”

“Oh, spectacular.”

“Fuller withstands Dalton’s full-force tackle attempt, Fuller is readjusting, Fuller is regaining his balance, Fuller is back on track.”

“Fuller, oh, Fuller!”

“The entire Bengals offense is desperately chasing, but Fuller is out of their reach.”

“Touchdown!”

“Exquisite!

Fuller completes his first pick-six of the season, delivering a heavy blow to the Cincinnati Bengals.”

“There’s no doubt, this could once again change the course of the game.”

“The Bengals had just found some rhythm, ready to launch a full counterattack, hoping for a pick to regain possession and narrow the gap; yet they never anticipated that instead of scoring, they’d give up a turnover and their opponents would swiftly capitalize with a touchdown.”

“God, this must be incredibly tough...”

Hum, hum hum hum.

A roar over the eardrums.

...

Shame, frustration, anger, suffocation, irritability, and more all rush in at once, threatening to explode if not vented immediately.

And so, the Lewis-branded blow dryer kicks into action once more, heated up.

Not far off, Fuller, drenched in sweat after sprinting at full speed, turns around to see Jones, Houston, and others who had escorted him catching up with pats on the back.

Houston steps forward and gives Fuller, who has newly joined the team this season and released endless energy, a big hug; his smile blooms unchecked, “Careful now, they might send you the bill for a brain aneurysm, demanding compensation for health loss.”

Fuller, clueless, follows Houston’s gaze and then sees Lewis, his face crimson and sweat pouring down as if he is about to explode any second.

But Fuller isn’t worried and looks away, “Even if they send the bill, it shouldn’t be to me.”

Fuller looks in another direction.

Houston follows his gaze.@@@@

So, is Fuller’s target Li Wei or Mahomes?

However, deep down, there still lay a glimmer of hope—

Even if a Bengals comeback was now as difficult as ascending to the heavens, at least they could show their fighting spirit and courage, battling until the end.

Not just focusing on the win or loss of a single game, they also should look at the spirit of the entire season.

If they could make the fourth quarter exciting, it would be praiseworthy.

Even if they lost the game, at least they could win respect, as well as hope for the future.

However.

The Cincinnati Bengals Defense completely failed to stop the Kansas Chiefs Offense.

After just suffering an interception, Mahomes became like a Super Saiyan, a series of dizzying passes forming shockwaves that left the Bengals Defense completely disoriented.

“Fake handoff!”

“Mahomes’s deceptive passing motion fools the Cincinnati Bengals Defense once again.”

“Li Wei...

oh, no, this time it’s Hunter with the carry.”

“God, the Cincinnati Bengals Defense makes a second consecutive misjudgment, now having lost their positions; we almost forgot that running is Hunter’s main job.”

“Li Wei, block, beautiful!

Li Wei blasts open Atkins’s interception, clearing a path for Hunter’s ground advance, and Hunter’s steps have surged forward.”

“Hunter!

Wow, Straight Arm Block, Hunter directly plows through linebacker Vigil, who loses his balance and falls straight to the ground, allowing Hunter to keep pushing forward.”

“Ten yards!”

“Twenty yards!”

“Twenty-five yards!”

“Bates, Safety Bates is the last line of defense, Hunter goes head-to-head with Bates, the two getting entangled.”

“Wait, Hunter, breakaway, end zone.”

“Bates couldn’t hold onto Hunter, Bates commits a holding foul, but it’s all too late, Hunter forcefully breaks through the defense, carrying the ball into the end zone!”

“Touchdown!”

“That’s a touchdown!”

This...

The game, it seems to have completely fallen apart.

Should it even continue?

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