Dominate the Super Bowl

Danger.

Danger danger danger!

Constantly teetering on the brink, perpetually at risk, with a cliff on the left and a fierce tiger on the right, Li Wei squeezed through narrow escapes, his meager remaining energy trying to sustain his speed; but now, Li Wei felt the hands of the Chung Family flailing around his helmet and shoulders like a wild wind, trying to find a grip.

Damn it.

The crisis reached its peak in an instant.

Li Wei knew that once the Chung Family found a grip, he would forcefully exert his strength; and he, without any chance to resist, because he was already exhausted.

The intensity was different, truly different, overwhelming and incessant, leaving no room to catch one's breath.

But!

Li Wei didn't give up, nor did he plan to.

The greater the crisis, the more he needed to stay calm, having already completed his mission, as long as he didn't lose the ball, any further progress was a bonus.

A bold and crazy idea took shape in his mind—

He made a split-second decision and acted immediately.

With a peripheral glimpse, Li Wei noticed the Chung Family's large hand had grabbed his helmet.

That's bad!

Without hesitation, Li Wei shrank his head as if to slip off the helmet with the help of the Chung Family's hand, and the next second he could feel the Chung Family's power pouring down like a rockslide.

His head felt lighter.

The helmet was pulled off, and the world suddenly brightened.

But Li Wei had no time to breathe, as he spun clockwise, using the Chung Family as a pole, and then he started to spin.

"Spin, jump, I close my eyes."

With one misstep, Li Wei could see the Chung Family looking over with a stunned, wide-eyed expression, their gazes briefly meeting before they separated.

The Chung Family went left, Li Wei went right, parting ways.

The Chung Family stared at the helmet in his hands, dumbfounded: Damn.

The next second, the Chung Family was already flying out.

And Li Wei?

Spinning, three hundred sixty degrees, the whole world swirling around him, his feet seemingly stepping on clouds, light-footed, he tiptoed to maintain his balance amid the swaying and chaos, glancing at the sideline on the left, staggering as he kept pushing forward.

The five-yard line.

The end zone was within reach.

However, Li Wei was also nearly exhausted, what to do?

Stomping the ground, he started running, using the momentum to propel himself, his calves kicking, he leaped up like a missile, Li Wei soared into the air.

In that instant, the whole world fell silent, even the breeze and the moonlight paused, quietly watching the figure soaring with the wind. Continue reading on empire

Just like that, crossing the end zone line with a dive, he landed in that piece of green heaven.

Whistle!

Touchdown.

The end zone referee unhesitatingly raised both hands high, his gaze clear and resolute, making the touchdown signal.

Roar!

Li Wei sprang to his feet like a carp, his unguarded youthful face facing the home fans unobstructed, like a lion waking up, with his fists clenched tightly and a fiery gaze sweeping over the crowd, his formidable and fierce presence silenced the fans at the edge of the end zone.

Gillette Stadium fell silent, with only the wind blowing.

The Old Oak Tavern was yet another scene, "Ah! Ahhh! Ah!"

Mad, utterly mad, New England Patriots fans were mad, Kansas City Chiefs fans, too, and so were all the other onlookers.

A collective frenzy—

One escape from a tackle, four changes of direction to shake off the encirclement, a straight arm block flipping over the safety, and a helmet-shedding Marseille turn to break free.

Finally a leaping dive crowned the touchdown.

"Player of the game."

"Without a doubt, undoubtedly, it might even be the play of the week, though the week's games had only just begun."

"Incredible, we just witnessed all of that."

"Li Wei, Kansas City Chiefs' number twenty-three, this year's top rookie draft pick, conquered Gillette Stadium with his unparalleled performance."

"Speed. Direction changes. Strength. Confrontation. Most importantly, calm and wisdom in tough situations to seize the moment and turn the tide, writing a miracle—this forty-yard run for a touchdown could undoubtedly be a strong contender for the season's best, as he completely toyed with the entire New England Patriots defensive group by himself."

"Wow."

"I mean, wow—no mere excellence, but truly a top-tier performance."

"If anyone still doubts Li Wei's capabilities, he'd better shut his mouth, or he will be the one embarrassed."

"Now, the New England Patriots are pushed to the edge of the cliff."

"Until the third quarter, the New England Patriots firmly controlled the game, not just leading in score but also dominating the play, but coming into the fourth quarter, the Kansas City Chiefs turned the situation on its head with two offensive waves and one defensive, now putting the defending champions in dire straits."

"The New England Patriots need Brady to step up, Brady needs to score, whether a touchdown or a field goal, they need at least one score to stabilize, otherwise the match will be very difficult, very, very difficult."

"Before the game, despite all the talk, it was just a hype, no one really believed such topics could become reality; but now, well, ladies and gentlemen, 'rookie vs. goat,' this key duel is decidedly shaping the outcome of this match."

"The rookie has made his move, now it's the goat's turn."

Finally, finally after Kansas City Chiefs' forgetful celebration, Gillette Stadium regained its senses—

"42:34".

The gap, widened to eight points.

Nevertheless, the New England Patriots were still not in a dire situation, it was still a touchdown difference, a touchdown plus a two-point conversion would suffice; meaning, Gillette Stadium should not continue focusing on the rookie, the pressing issue was their own offense that needed attention.

The New England Patriots had faced such situations more than once, and Brady had led the team through fourth-quarter difficulties to clutch victories more than once—

In NFL history, the number of games a team captained by a quarterback turned around to win while trailing in the fourth quarter, Manning led with forty-three, the highest record in history; Brady was currently second with thirty-nine.

Gillette Stadium had not lost faith.

They momentarily had no time to attack Li Wei, all attention shifted to Brady.

"Offense!"

"Offense!"

The support, mightily unified as one.

At this moment, three minutes and forty-one seconds remained until the end of the game, giving the New England Patriots ample time to tie the score, but they had no room for retreat, a touchdown was a must, a two-point conversion essential.

Of course, they still had a last resort, the gamble kick.

This was another tactically and risky kickoff strategy in football; the New England Patriots could opt to score with a field goal first, then a gamble kick, keeping possession away from the Kansas City Chiefs, trying to get the ball again and attempt a touchdown to clinch victory.

However, the success rate of a gamble kick was very low, so at this point, the best choice for the New England Patriots remained a touchdown, the baseline was a must-score.

Under such circumstances, Brady entered the field.

No one expected, originally thinking that the defending champions could firmly control the game and rush toward victory, but experiencing polar extremes in the fourth quarter, when Brady stepped onto the field again, there was a heroic vulnerably chilling air, pushing Gillette Stadium's atmosphere to a new peak.

"Offense!"

Li Wei had made his move, now it was Brady's turn.