Dominate the Super Bowl

Chapter 216 215 Won't stop until hitting the south wall

A wild wind howled, clouds swirling as though one could feel the entire space compressing and stirring, with gunpowder and flames blazing fiercely.

However, Li Wei thoroughly enjoyed this moment.

Exhilaration, jubilation.

Calm, rational.

His steps, not hastily initiated, instead deliberately paused for a moment, which to others appeared foolhardy but bought Li Wei the advantage of timing and adjustment.

Watching as the Defensive End lost his chance for a second adjustment because he had already committed his weight, Li Wei then started.

Directly ahead, he moved forward.

Using stillness to control motion.

Just as a collision seemed imminent, Li Wei's nimble steps danced like a tango on the edge of a blade, deftly dodging the large figure of the Defensive End with a slight feint, his delicate and agile movements allowing him to slip past from his left side, the opponent's right.

Brushing past.

In the air, one could even feel the spark of friction from the sleeve of the jersey.

And then, Li Wei vanished—

Defensive End Trey Flowers, number 98, was ready to close the net but found his arms empty, nothing within his grasp, not even a lingering afterimage.

What happened?

Flowers had tightly marked the rookie, his focus unbroken, his reactions timely—how could the cooked duck have flown away?

However, before he could continue thinking, the inertia of his forward motion felt the pull of gravity, and Flowers suddenly lost his balance, the green turf rushing towards his pupils like waves.

Slow is fast.

This, is Li Wei.

Cool enough, alert enough, and sufficiently dangerous, but just right.

Li Wei, skating on the edge of danger, avoided the first threat, and though the view in front of him opened up, it wasn't smooth sailing ahead, but rather two swiftly moving figures.

One was a Cornerback, moving laterally, trying to cross the field to block Kelsey, only to realize: hey, wait, why is the football here?

Another was a lineman, whose task was to calmly observe and pick the right moment, and who hadn't been fooled by Smith's feint, maintaining high focus.

Here, one could see the intensity of professional play.

Considering various factors, choosing Butler's side for a breakthrough was just too easy for Li Wei.

But, Butler was about to teach this rookie what the old saying means...

Uh.

His thoughts were severed.

Butler just felt a heaviness in his chest, a powerful impact striking hard against it. He was prepared to use his height advantage to lower his center of gravity and tackle Li Wei below the waist, but Li Wei had unexpectedly bent his knees first and hit him with a shoulder to the front.

Butler, while moving sideways, reacted a tad slow, and that tiny lapse had already given Li Wei the upper hand.

He was stunned.

Butler thought he could hear the sound of rationality snapping in his mind.

Time briefly stopped, and Butler could even see the expression inside Li Wei's helmet, focused and concentrated, completely disregarding Butler's presence as if he were just a sponge pad. Li Wei's steps were already preparing for the next move.

Sponge pad?

Sponge pad???

Then, time resumed, and pain and pressure burst forth like a flood. Butler was thrown into the air.

Heck!

During the 2014 Super Bowl, Michaels and Collinsworth were the commentators who had witnessed Butler's intercepting game-winner live. Now, they were witnessing Butler "flying towards Boston," speechless and dumbfounded, unable to believe their eyes.

— From down below, colliding upward, as if by a Meteor Fist.

Li Wei, with his large and strong physique, displayed incredible flexibility and agility as he brushed past Butler. Without pausing, he used the momentum to sprint towards the left sideline, trying to regain his balance and speed up again.

"God, oh, God!"

"New England's number ninety-two, Harrison, had quickly caught up, striking first in an attempt to push Li Wei out of bounds. But Li Wei managed to maintain his balance and continued sprinting along the sideline unbelievably."

"Five yards!"

"Wow!"

"Another five yards!"

"God, Safety Chung finally ended Li Wei's unbelievable performance by hitting him out before Li Wei could regain his balance and continue moving forward."

"Incredible, fifteen yards!"

"Li Wei just advanced a whole fifteen yards, continuously pushing forward even though he had nearly lost his balance, showing unparalleled resilience. Could this be... turning decay into a miracle?"